Principles of Urology

Just like all other campus restrooms, it is not separated by gender, and every square inch of it is designed to encourage exhibitionism and to sexually entice students.

The first thing that catches the eye is the long urinal trough, stretching along the entire length of one wall. It's a bold, audacious feature, designed for men and women to use side by side. The smooth, gleaming surface beckons, inviting students to relieve themselves in full view of anyone who happens to be present.

The walls are adorned with large, mirrored surfaces, reflecting the activities within and providing endless opportunities for observation and appreciation. The sinks and vanities are designed to be just low enough, encouraging students to slightly bend over and remain exposed and ****. Beside this is a large, cushioned bench, providing ample space for students to sit, socialize, and watch the activities unfold.

Along the walls, there are a series of open showers, each with multiple showerheads, designed to massage and stimulate. The water flows freely, and the temperature can be adjusted to suit the preferences of each user. The showers are positioned in such a way that they have no privacy, encouraging bathers to perform for the enjoyment of others. The stalls are non-existent, a feature that further promotes the culture of exhibitionism.

A sliding ladder is attached to the wall, providing access to the various shelves. These shelves are equipped with various tools and toys to enhance sexual experiences: racks of vibrators, dildos, nipple clamps, and more.

The area is monitored by cameras, ensuring that every angle is visible and leaving no room for true privacy. Every explicit act, both tantalizing and yes, even the mundane tasks like relieving oneself, can be captured and potentially broadcasted around the campus.

In the center of the unisex school bathroom, a long, raised platform dominates the space. The platform, adorned with a sleek, custom-designed circular bathtub, is positioned slightly below the rest of the floor. This is where the main attraction lies. A student volunteer, usually a young, nubile girl, is selected to occupy the tub, offering herself up to be used in any way the bathroom visitors desire.

Today’s volunteer looks like the same age as Jayce. She is a head-turner with her electric neon blue hair that cascades down to her shoulders. She has a lean and athletic build. Her striking eyes, a mesmerizing shade of ocean blue, sparkle with innocence and just a hint of defiance.

The girl is there to serve as a living, breathing exhibit. She is expected to perform a variety of tasks, including cleaning the genitals of those who use the bathroom with her mouth and offering up her own holes for use. The sight of her, submissive and compliant, is a powerful aphrodisiac for those who enter the room.

It seems like someone is already taking advantage of this.

"Oh, fuck, Carson, yes!" Presley cries out, her voice echoing off the bathroom tiles. "I love that fucking cock!"

This Carson grips her hips as he pounds into her from behind. His thrusts are powerful, causing the water to splash and spill over the edges of the tub. The sight of their wet, glistening bodies, slick with soapy suds, is all too commonplace for Jayce.

Blue-haired girl's moans fill the bathroom, her soapy ass glistens as she throws her head back in ecstasy. Her perky breasts bounce with each of Carson's thrusts, her nipples hard and erect.

"You like that, don't you, Presley?" Carson growls, his hands leaving bruises on her hips. "You like it when I fuck you like this?"

"Yes, yes, I do!" Presley the naked girl cries out, her voice barely audible over her own moans. "I love it when you fuck me in the ass, baby!"

Carson's thrusts grow more frenzied, his balls slapping against Presley's cunt with each powerful stroke. Jayce can see the tension building in Carson's muscles, his abs clenching and unclenching as he fucks Presley with everything he's got.

Presley's moans grow louder, her body shaking with pleasure as she reaches her climax.

Presley suddenly stops short, her body tensing as she notices Jayce standing in the doorway of the bathroom, watching them with some mild interest. Carson lost in the throes of his animalistic lust, ignores her and continues to fuck her asshole with wild abandon.

"Hey, quit it!" Presley cries out, strained. She taps Carson on the thigh, trying to get his attention. "Pull out of my ass, dude, there's someone who needs to use the toilet."

"No need to stop," Jayce said kindly, gesturing for them to continue.

Carson, however, is too far gone to hear either of them. He continues to thrust into Presley, his eyes locked onto the neon-blue hair girl's ass cheeks, his mind filled with thoughts of her.

Presley, however, is not in the mood for Carson's advances. She slaps him again, this time harder, and growls, "I mean it, Carson. Pull out now."

Carson, who had been fucking Presley rough and fast, slams his cock into her one last time before pulling out and stepping down from the platform, his movements swift and ****. His cock is still hard, still glistening with Presley's wetness, as he takes a step back and wraps his hand around his cock.

The third-year Presley shifts to a more relaxed position in her custom-designed bathtub, her legs spread wide, her pussy on full display, and looks up at Jayce, who stands at the edge of the platform, his hard cock in his hand.

"I'm sorry," she says loud enough for Carson to hear, "he's not really here to use the bathroom. He's just using me. I told him to stop bothering me during my shift."

The nude girl adds with a whisper, “I think he has a crush on me,” and giggles.

She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and fixes him with a gaze that is both playful and business-like.

"Good morning and thank you for waiting," she says with a practiced professionalism and Arcton-trained grace. "Would you like to use my mouth or cunt? My ass is filled to the brim with fresh semen if you prefer the extra lubrication."

Jayce raises an eyebrow, intrigued by Presley's sudden shift in attitude.

"I'm in the middle of class. I only really just wanted to pee," Jayce said, his voice dripping with feigned innocence.

As he spoke, he leaned in closer to Presley, his hand reaching out to grope her exposed breast. His fingers dug into her soft flesh, causing her to gasp slightly.

"But since you're offering," Jayce continued, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I wouldn't mind a quick mouth fuck."

Without missing a beat, Presley sprang into action. She dropped to her knees in front of Jayce, her lips wrapping around his cock.

The blowjob was sloppy and messy, but the toilet girl’s technique was second to none. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she was determined to make Jayce cum as quickly as possible. She worked with a hunger, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, her mouth sliding up and down his cock. Her head bobbed up and down, saliva dripping down Jayce's balls.

Jayce's grip on Presley's breast tightened as she sucked him off, his hips thrusting forward to match her movements. He groaned loudly breath hitching as he felt himself getting closer to climax.

Holy shit, Jayce mused, she was asked to make it a quick one.

Presley's mouth was a whirlwind of saliva and suction, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him harder. She seemed to enjoy the sensation. His cock twitched in her mouth, a sign that he was about to cum.

Jayce's grip on the back of Presley's head tightened as he felt himself getting closer to climax, his hips bucking wildly as he thrust himself deeper into her mouth.

At the last second, Jayce pulled out, his cum splattered Presley's face, some of it landing on her neon blue hair. He couldn't help but smirk at the sight of his cum contrasting with her hair, a perfect mix of blue and white highlights.

He grunted as he came, his cock twitching as spurt after spurt of hot, white cum filled her mouth and dribbled down her chin.

Presley, for her part, didn't miss a beat. She licked the cum from her lips, her tongue darting out to catch every last drop. She then drooled out and wiped it from the back of her hands, like a cat would before swallowing.

Jayce watched her with a hint of amusement. Good little kitty, get ready for your treat.

Without warning, Jayce let loose a stream of hot piss on Presley's face. It soaked her cheeks and forehead, running into her eyes and mouth. She spluttered and coughed, but made no move to wipe it away, her eyes locked on Jayce's as he smiled down at her. He took a step back, to admire his work adjusting his still semi-hard cock for another burst.

Presley remained on her knees, her face sticky and wet, her body still trembling with pleasure. She knew what was expected of her, and she was more than happy to oblige.

Presley's mind was a whirlwind of lust, her thoughts consumed by the pleasure coursing through her veins. She couldn't resist anymore, her hands darting down to her aching cunt, her fingers plunging deep inside and masturbated furiously.

She moaned with sheer ecstasy as she rubbed her clit, her hips bucking and grinding as she brought herself to the brink of climax. But she wasn't done yet, no, not by a long shot.

She dipped her fingers back into her wet cunt, gathering up every last drop of her juices, and brought them to her lips, lapping them up with greed. She was insatiable, **** for more. She lapped up the remnants of pee on her shoulders, her hair, on her tits, anywhere she could reach, her tongue darting out like a snake, savoring the salty taste of his urine.

Jayce watched with growing arousal as Presley debased herself. He couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at her desperation. And so, he pissed on her again, aiming for her tits, letting his warm urine soak her chest and stomach.

Presley stuck her tongue out, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she caught the stream of piss in her mouth. She swallowed it down, moaning with pleasure as the hot liquid filled her stomach.

Overpowered by desire, she had lost all sense of restraint, and her body was now experiencing intense pleasure. Jayce watched as she fell to her knees, her body trembling with ecstasy as she came again and again. She was his to use, to manipulate, to dominate. And he reveled in it, his cock throbbing with desire as he prepared to take her again.

She was filthy, debased, and utterly consumed by her own lust. And she loved every fucking second of it. Her tub was a mix of cum and piss, and she was loving every goddamn second of it. She had taken control of the tub and shut the drain off, relishing in the feeling of her filth.

She was writhing in pure ecstasy and curled into a fetal position. Her fingers buried deep in her cunt, furiously hammering away at her soaking wet pussy. Small splashes of piss shot out with every movement, creating a fine mist that coated her body and the tub.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck," she cried out, her voice a moan of pure pleasure. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Make me your dirty little slut."

Jayce couldn't help himself. Presley looked so fucking cute and ****, curled in the tub, her body slick with sweat and fluids. The Watersports elective he took in his first year taught him proper bladder control techniques. He moved in closer, positioning himself over her.

"Open wide, baby," he growled, his cock already hard. "This is the last of it."

With that, he aimed his stream at her head, letting out a long, slow piss that coated her face, hair, and body. She begs, sticking out her tongue to catch every last drop of his hot, golden liquid.

"Fuck, yeah," she groaned, her fingers still buried deep in her pussy. "Give it to me. I want all of it."

He continued to piss on her, his stream never faltering as he drenched her entire body. She was a mess, a filthy, perverted little slut, and she loved it. She rides the wave of her climax, laid in a puddle she chose to be in. This is why she volunteers.

Jayce relaxed as he waited for Presley to regain her strength. In the corner of his eye, he saw Carson, the boy smitten with infatuation, sitting quietly, his hand working his erect cock as he watched Presley's body tremble with pleasure.

Carson's eyes were glued to Presley, his hand moving faster as he watched her struggle to please Jayce. He was sweet, in a pathetic sort of way, clearly **** to join in and willing to do anything to win her attention.

Presley's mouth wrapped around Jayce's cock, her movements slow but deliberate. She sucked him in deeply, her tongue swirling and licking every inch of him, making sure to leave no part of him unattended. She weakly moaned as she cleaned him, her body still recovering from her release.

In a place where the aroma of bodily fluids held the same value as proper hygiene, finding the right balance was essential. Jayce headed to the sink to wash the remnants of his urine from his hands. He splashed a bit of water onto his hair, slicking it back into place.

Feeling satisfied with his orgasm and the one he had helped Presley achieve, he reached for the door to leave, ready to get back to class.

It swung open with a bang, revealing an excited group of students spilling into the bathroom. Their laughter and chatter filled the air, and Jayce couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement.

"Sorry, man," one of them called out, slapping him on the back as they passed by. "This one here is just about to burst."

Jayce nodded, stepping aside to let them pass. His gaze flickered to the mirror, meeting the grin plastered across his own visage. "Well, looks like this game isn't over yet."

The four figures buzzed with infectious energy. At the forefront, a senior with dark, short-cropped hair, wearing a worn school-issued blazer strode confidently. He said, “You’re right, there is a toilet slut on duty.”

“You should never doubt her sources,” the man beside him responded. Another senior, smaller in stature but just as attractive. His lean body on display as he wore his uniform shirt unbuttoned, revealing his toned chest. He had sandy hair that was styled in a messy yet fashionable way. “Isn’t that right, Aira?”

Aira. Jayce knew that name, hell, everyone in the school did. The senior cheerleader had a reputation for being a pocket rocket, small but full of explosive ****.

Her uniform can barely be called clothing, with her micro skirt barely covering her ass as she bent over to stretch. It was so short that it constantly flashes pussy. Her top, equally revealing, displayed her small but perky tits, the thin fabric stretched tight over her tits and ends just below her hard nipples. Her legs, long and toned, were encased in high socks, her short skirt riding up even higher as she lifted her leg in a high kick. She wore a devil-may-care smile, her eyes flashing with a mix of mischief and confidence.

Aira was the epitome of a slutty cheerleader in pigtails, and she wore the label with pride. “Hello, fellow peer,” she addressed Presley, “my name is Aira. What’s yours? Let’s be friends!”

Aira sat on the edge of the bathtub, her feet dangling in piss as she leaned over to press a firm, passionate kiss to Presley's lips. Her words were spoken with the same professionalism she showed Jayce. "My name is Presley Moore. How would you like to use my body, today?"

Aira, her eyes sparkling with excitement, answered with a sultry tone, "You taste like pee!" She punctuated her words by running her tongue along the side of Presley's face, savoring the taste of her skin. Her body radiated energy, her movements fluid and graceful as she leaned in for another kiss.

With a sly smile, Aira called out Jayce from across the room, her voice dripping with playful sexiness. "Is this your wee wee, mister?" She licked Presley's face, making sure to savor the dressing the blue-haired girl was coated with.

Jayce stood proudly. "Yes, it's my wee wee," he declared, his voice filled with confidence. However, his words didn't seem to have the desired effect. Fuck.

“It’s yummy!”Aira's hands began to wander, exploring Presley's body with a hunger that couldn't be contained. Her fingers traced patterns on Presley's skin, stopping to squeeze her breasts and pinch her nipples.

Aira's movements were fluid and graceful as she leaned in for a sloppier kiss, her body pressed up against Presley's, their wet skin sticking together. Her body was alive with energy, her touches growing more confident.

The senior with the unbuttoned shirt looked around the room. "Okay, who goes first?" he asked, a hint of challenge in his voice. "What about you, Cora?"

The last girl tried to blend in but she stood out from the rest of the group. She is very overdressed by Arcton Academy standards. She’s wearing her red beret and a proper-fitting blouse. But she had at least unbuttoned it low enough to keep her left tit exposed. Her absurdly long skirt covers her entire ass. All these are tell-tale signs that marked her as a definite first-year. Jayce wonders what she’s doing with this group.

Despite her modest appearance, this Cora possessed a certain sexiness that couldn't be denied. She moved quickly towards the pee-soaked girl in the tub, reaching out to lift her skirt.

Jayce followed, moving casually to get a better view of the young pussy on display.

The girl's cunt was open and inviting as she held it open with her fingers, her lips glistening with arousal, already wet. The delicate folds were swollen as if it was recently fucked, the clit sticking out, erect and begging for attention.

"Ready to get drenched, toilet slut?" Cora asked, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure.

"Her name is Presley," Aira interjected.

Cora corrects herself. "Ready to drink my piss, toilet slut Presley?"

Presley responded by sticking her tongue out, moving it so close to Cora's cunt that it nearly touched the nubile cunt. The scent of arousal filled Presley. The sight was obscene, the pink tongue contrasting sharply with the first year's bare skin.

In recent years, the trend of girls standing while peeing has become increasingly commonplace. One of the primary advantages is the increased visibility of their cunts. When sitting down, the view of their pussy is mostly obstructed. However, by standing, their cunts are on full display, offering a tantalizing view for anyone who may be watching.

The girls relish in the thrill of being watched, knowing that their bodies are on display. If there are potential on-lookers, they position themselves just so, ensuring that every inch of their cunts is visible.

As an added bonus, standing while peeing can be a messy affair. The girls find it difficult to aim, the stream of urine often landing everywhere or it merely trickles down their legs, adding an extra level of perversion to the act.

As Cora positions herself over Presley's naked body, a sense of excitement and urgency fills the air. She spreads her legs, positioning herself perfectly to piss on the toilet slut. She begins to let loose, the stream of piss landing directly on Presley's tits and trickling down towards her cunt.

Presley's body tenses as the warm liquid hits her skin, the familiar sensation she so desperately loves. She gasps, unable to contain her joy as the pee covers her body. She finds herself getting turned on, her cunt growing wet with arousal.

Meanwhile, the popular senior, watches with keen interest, her eyes glued to their lowerclassman’s cunt. Aira claps in delight, the sound echoing through the room. "Ooh, do it again," she exclaims, her voice filled with her signature pocket rocket energy. "This time, let's kiss while you piss on our faces."

Without hesitation, Aira steps into the bathtub and pulls Presley in for a tight embrace, soaking what little uniform she has with the warm liquid. She mashes her lips against Presley's, their tongues intertwining as the kiss deepens. Cora, still standing, begins to urinate once again, this time aiming directly for Aira's face.

The stream of pee hits its mark, the wetness spreading across the girls’ faces and trickling down their tits. She moans into Aira's mouth, her body trembling with pleasure. Cora’s piss showered the cheerleader’s hair flattening her signature pigtails.

Cora, with a wicked grin, pisses all over Presley. Her golden liquid splashes onto her tits, covering them in a sticky mess. It streams down her stomach, dripping onto the tub. Presley's body stiffens as the warm liquid drenches her, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she let's out a low moan as Cora continues to piss on her.

Aira, still in the tub, reaches for Cora’s cunt. Her arm free, Presley takes advantage of the situation, sliding a hand between Aira’s legs. She starts to finger Aira, pressing on her clit with her thumb. The cheerleader's moans grew louder, spine shivered with pleasure.

Meanwhile, the short-haired senior pulls Cora towards him. He takes her nipple between his teeth, biting down gently. "Take my dick out," he growls. Cora obeys, reaching into his pants and pulling out his thick cock.

She aims it at the sluts in the tub. He let his stream out, the hot golden liquid streaming out with ****. It splashes onto Presley's tits, mingling with Cora's. Presley, still finger-fucking Aira, gets drenched. She writhes in pleasure, her hips moving in time while pleasuring the guest in her tub.

“Your face is so pretty pretty.”Aira says with a quick kiss and leaves Presley alone in the tub. It is impolite to take too much of the toilet slut's bounty.

Presley's body is soaked in a mix of Cora's, the short-haired senior's, and of course, Jayce’s pee, making her skin shimmer in the well-lit bathroom. Her tub is slowly filling up with the drain still closed. Her tits are coated in the warm liquid, the golden droplets pooling in her navel.

Aira makes her way towards the bare-chested senior, who is still standing by the tub. She drops to her knees and starts to suck on his balls. Aira takes his balls in her mouth, rolling them around on her tongue.

The senior positions himself with Aira’s expert aim, arcing his piss in an impressive angle. They hit Presley square on the top of her head, the hot liquid drenching her hair and streaming down her face. Impressed with what they've done, he bursts, “See that, Nelson!”

Presley's body stiffens as the piss hits her, but she doesn't move. She stays still as she basks in being everyone's center of attention.

The short-haired senior, Nelson, grin grows wider as he watches her, feeling her pride infect them all. “Rich, that was fucking awesome, bro.”

Deciding she deserves a reward, he presses his fingers roughly against her G-spot, making her moan louder. She lifts her hips, bucking against his hand as he fingers her. His glide in and out of her pussy, wet with her arousal.

The sandy-haired senior, Rich, moves closer to the tub, adopting a dominant stance. With a looming urgency, he dangles his cock in front of Presley, who dutifully clamps her lips around it. She starts to suck, her mouth sliding up and down his shaft as she takes him deeper.

Hardly surprised with what happens next, Presley feels his warm liquid slide directly down her throat. She expertly drinks Rich's piss and swallows every drop. She doesn't spill a single drop, her eyes closed as she takes it in.

Meanwhile, Nelson moves up to the toilet girl and levels with her. He grabs her hips, pulling them towards him before roughly shafting her asshole deep. He bottoms out with a grunt, filling her completely.

Presley’s yelp is stifled by a mouth full of cock, her throat bobbing as she continues to swallow his piss like a good little pee slut. She moans around him, the feeling of being filled in both her holes overwhelming her.

Nelson starts to thrust in and out of her ass, his movements aggressive and animalistic. He grunts with each thrust, his hips slapping against her ass cheeks. The sound of skin-on-skin echoes in the room, punctuated by Presley's muffled moans.

Rich watches as Nelson fucks Presley's ass, his cock twitching in Presley's mouth. He starts to facefuck her, the sound of his balls slapping against her chin making the bathroom a perverted display of power and pleasure.

Temporarily separated from the pack, this was his opportunity. Jayce pounces on Aria. He extends a hand to lift her off the floor, his grip tight and controlling. “Hello again.”

"Wee wee boy!" She exclaims, her voice high-pitched and breathy. Jayce can't help but wince at her words but let them slide off his back. He's got bigger things on his mind.

"Wanna try something fun?" he asks, his voice low and dangerous. He carries Aria with her legs spread back to the center of the room, her body exposed and ****.

Aira is in a completely submissive position, her legs spread and splayed back, her body exposed and ****. Her pussy is on display, wet and glistening with arousal. Her nipples are hard peaks, begging to be touched and teased. Jayce can't help but stare at her in this position, his cock throbbing with desire. Aira knows exactly what's expected of her.

Meanwhile, Presley is being thoroughly used by both seniors. Her mouth is stretched wide around Rich's thick cock, her lips wrapped tightly around him as he fucks her face. Her saliva drips down her chin, glistening in the light. Her eyes are closed in ecstasy, her muffled moans of pleasure swallowed up by Rich's thrusts.

At the same time, Nelson is taking her from behind, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. Despite the pain, Presley's body is alive with pleasure, her moans growing louder as Nelson reaches around to play with her clit. Her body is slick with sweat, a testament to the intensity she’s feeling.

Nelson and Rich are moving in perfect sync like a well-disciplined team. Nelson reaches into his pocket and tosses Jayce a round cylinder, a smirk on his face. "Take care of our princess, bro. Make sure you don’t drop her."

Jayce snags it mid-air with ease. In his hand, a bottle of school-issued lube.

Aria sees what it is and says, “They’re always concerned about keeping me safe.” She takes the bottle from Jayce and spreads it liberally.

Goddamnit these jocks are effortlessly cool. He wants to hate them on principle alone. Junior/Senior rivalry and all that, but he’s finding it hard to do. Egos are checked on the door and everyone is just working to share a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Jayce wastes no time. He grabs her thighs and drives himself deep inside her lubed asshole, eliciting a sharp high-pitched moan from the petite cheerleader. He can feel every inch of her as he bottoms out, his balls slapping against her wet ass, still carrying her. He takes a moment to savor the feeling before he starts to thrust in and out, impaling her with his hard cock.

Jayce declares, "The princess is secure, sire."

Aira's body trembles with each thrust, her eyes rolling back in her head as she revels in the pleasure. She reaches down to play with her clit, her fingers working in tandem with Jayce's thrusts. She can feel herself getting close, her moans growing louder with each passing second.

Presley, ever in control, pulls her head back as the senior explodes on her face. Rich paints her eyes and cheeks with his cum. She doesn't hesitate to lick him clean, savoring the taste of his load.

"Carry on," Rich grunts in approval, his own cock twitching in satisfaction.

Not wanting to be left out, Cora positions herself behind Jayce, her fingers finding Aira's clit and expertly massaged the swollen nub. Aira's moans grow louder, her body trembling with pleasure as she is used by all three of them. Jayce is sandwiched in a weird hug between two beautiful girls.

Aira's body trembles with ecstasy as she feels Cora’s practiced fingers rubbing her cunt. With a loud moan, she erupts, squirting all over Presley's chest and stomach. The hot, sticky fluid leaves a trail of wetness on Presley's skin, marking her as Aira's plaything.

She continues to squirt, Nelson pulling out of her so the toilet slut can have better urgency. She presses her face forward to lick the cheerleader’s cunt.

The sensation of Jayce’s cock inside her ass is maddening, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Aira's body. She continues to squirt, the liquid gushing out of her with each thrust of Cora's fingers.

Aira's screams echo throughout the room as Cora's fingers continue their **** on her sensitive clit. The cheerleader’s lithe body thrashes on Jayce’s grip, her legs splayed wide open as Cora prolongs her ecstasy.

Cora's fingers move faster, faster, expertly manipulating Aira's clit as she urges the nubile girl on. "Don't stop, Cora," Aira screams, her voice hoarse from her previous orgasms. "Don't stop, baby girl."

Piss flows freely from Aira's cunt, soaking the toilet slut’s waiting mouth and the hands of the freshman pleasuring her. Presley, who has long since lost count of the number of golden showers she's had, eagerly laps at the liquid, savoring the taste of the popular girl’s pleasure.

As the pressure builds and Aira feels her body begin to tighten, she lets out a guttural scream, her cunt clenching around Cora's fingers as she releases again. The room is filled with the sound of her pleasure, the scent of her sex and piss, and the sight of her body shaking as she comes undone.

As Aira's orgasm subsides, she collapses back, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. "Again!" She begs, still trembling with pleasure. "I want to do it again!"

Cora's grin is wicked as she obliges, her fingers diving back into Aira's cunt as Presley eagerly resumes her position lapping at the princess's juices.

After cumming for the fourth, fifth, who-knows-how-many times, Jayce's arms finally gave out. He lowered Aira's limp body to the floor, his own body trembling with exhaustion.

The seniors quickly descended upon her and gave Jayce a solid fist bump. They lifted her up, their hands roaming over her sweat-slicked skin as they carried her limp body to the bench.

Rick positioned himself between Aira's legs, his eyes dark with lust as he leaned in to lick her pussy. She was near-****, her body still trembling with aftershocks of pleasure as he gently lapped at her clit. Her cunt was swollen and sensitive, glistening with her juices and Jayce's cum. Rick couldn't resist the temptation, his tongue diving into her cunt as he tasted her thoroughly.

Nelson, meanwhile, **** Aira's mouth open with his cock. He wasn't as gentle His hands gripped her head as he started to fuck her mouth. She didn't react, her eyes closed as she rode out the waves of pleasure that still coursed through her body. Her body just lay there being used, splayed next to Carson.

Carson was still there. Jayce couldn't believe it - Carson was actually still here, watching as the seniors took advantage of the helpless Aira.

But then Jayce remembered his true intentions. He had come here for Presley.

Jayce's muscles complained as he dragged himself over to Carson. He leaned in close, whispering instructions to the younger boy. Carson listened, his eyes widening even further at Jayce's words. But he didn't argue, simply nodding in agreement.

Jayce smiled, satisfied. He watched as Carson made his way over to Presley, who was still lying in her tub, her body spent and her breathing heavy. Probably in actual danger of drowning in piss. Jayce could only imagine what Carson is thinking, but he trusted his words. After all, he was genuinely devoted to his crush, Presley.

Young Carson stood over Presley's prone body, his cock in his hand. He took a deep breath and began to piss, the warm liquid splashing against Presley's bare skin. The stream was strong and flowing, hitting her erect nipples. The sensation is enough to rouse her. Presley weakly reached for his dick, trying to aim the stream towards her face.

"Thank you for using my body," she said, her voice strained as she struggled to maintain her usual trained professionalism. "How else may I serve you today?"

Jayce's words rang in Carson's head. "I-I would like to take you on a date," he said, his voice hesitant as he spoke over the sound of the piss still flowing from his cock. He had never felt this nervous before, this desire to please someone, to do something special for them. It was a strange feeling, but one that he couldn't shake.

Carson finished pissing and shook off the last few drops. He looked down at Presley, her body glistening with his piss. She took his cock into her mouth and gave it a few hearty sucks. He felt a surge of excitement at the sight, but also a strange sense of tenderness. He wanted to take care of her, to show her that he cared.

"Please, let me take you out," Carson said, his voice stronger now as the words tumbled out of his mouth. "I want to show you a good time, just the two of us."

Carson’s earlier conversation with Jayce played back in his head. “No, I’ve asked her out a million times, she always said she just wants to stay friends.”

“So what? You’re satisfied just fucking her from time to time?”

“She likes my dick. She says it’s the perfect size for her asshole.”

“Dude, that’s great. You just gotta show more initiative. Ask her right now.”

“What’s so different this time?”

“She just experienced the undivided attention and received so much pleasure from five people she just met. Right now, her heart is so full of warmth. That’s also probably from warm piss. But-- the point is, right now she feels so loved and she’d give any opportunity to share it back. You get what I’m saying?”

Carson shakes off the memory.

Presley smiled up at Carson, her eyes shining with gratitude. "I would like that. I would like that very much," she said, her voice soft and gentle as she went back to suck his cock.

Carson felt a sense of relief wash over him. He had done it. He had asked Presley out on a date. He couldn't wait to see what the future held for the two of them.

The first-year Cora crawled her way to Jayce, her body moving gracefully across the floor. Jayce offered no resistance, simply watching her with a mixture of curiosity and desire. She planted small kisses on his face and sucked his tongue. Without saying any words, Cora reached him and guided his dick into her cunt. She let out a soft moan as she began to grind against him, her hips moving in slow, deliberate circles.

Jayce couldn't help but smile as he felt her warm, wet heat surrounding him. He didn't move, content to simply let Cora take the lead as they watched Carson and Presley laugh and banter animatedly.

"You did that didn't you," Cora said, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.

Jayce hesitated for a moment before admitting somewhat proudly, "I guess I did."

“I’ve been meeting all sorts of wonderful people today,” Cora smiled at him, her eyes shining with appreciation. "You can cum inside me if you want," she offered, her hips still moving slowly against him.

Jayce knew he should probably pull away and get back to class, but the thought of cumming inside Cora's tight cunt was too tempting to resist.

Jayce knew he would never be able to make it back to class at this rate, but he didn't care. He had an awesome time all thanks to the nubile freshman slowly grinding him, her friends, and a boy passionately making out with a toilet slut.

And it’s not even lunchtime yet.