Sarah Trios and Cheryl Richards

Two girls walked past the girls locker room that was currently in use by the football team’s cheerleaders. Strange sounds of the fleshy sort and vocal outbursts accompanied the usual chattering of girl groupings from behind the closed door.

“This school is weird,” Sarah bluntly said to the girl who was showing her around, “I’ve seen some crazy schools before but nothing like this.”

Sarah Trios was a new transfer to this school and was currently touring the place after her last class, history. The history teacher Mr. Dinger had encouraged his favorite student to show her around the place. Sarah had dark hair that went to her shoulders in gentle waves and green eyes. Underneath her sweater and leggings, she had a runner's body, that meant small chest and behind with toned muscles.

The school seemed normal during class hours but now that it was after hours the place turned weird. There seemed to be signs of hidden sex everywhere. From the conversations between students and teachers, locked classroom doors, suspicious sounds in the restrooms, to a persistent strange musty smell from most waste bins that were full of rubber, it was clear now that the school was being used as some kind of sex gathering place.

“Weird in what way?”

“You know… all the sex. At my previous schools there were rumors and stories, but everyone blatantly banging here, like they’re not even trying to hide it. Plus the teachers are doing it too. Isn’t that against the law or something?” Sarah voiced her thoughts to her fellow history classmate.

“Oh no, the teachers didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“The SEECA Program! It stands for the Sexual Exchange Extra Credit Agreement! It’s the new big thing at our school. It’s like a learning program that helps students in their classes by allowing them to make up points, extra credit, or relieve stress. The main thing though is that only hot female teachers can bang students. I guess since it is still sex in school a lot of kids feel free to get laid on school grounds. SEECA isn't so bad once you get used to it, in fact most of the time it's fun if you don’t get the super pervy teachers with weird fetishes. I used to be a C student but since the SEECA was implemented I’m all A’s,” Cheryl bounced, all her generous assets jiggled with her enthusiasm.

Cheryl Richards was an arousing girl, simply erotic. The girl had long layered dark brown hair that faded to an ombre red. Double lidded sea blue eyes and natural plush red lips adorned her gorgeous face making her innocent smiles sexy. She wore a female school uniform even though the school didn’t have a uniform policy. It consisted of a short sleeved white button up, a red tie, a no sleeve green sweater, a short pleated black skirt, a pair of white thigh highs, and black strapped student shoes. It was an innocent school outfit if it weren’t for Cheryl’s oversized endowments. Her natural boobs were bigger than her head, making her cleavage clearly seen through the stretched layers of her top. Her hips and ass were of similar size to her breasts forcing her skirt to rest on top of her panties exposed butt. Her thighs were meaty and squished between her legs was her juicy third leg. Well it wasn’t really her third leg, it was her large flaccid cock and tennis ball sized balls. They hung below her skirt visible to the eye, uncontained by her panties due to their egregious size. Even while standing still in the hall, Cheryl jiggled here and there like a cute jello dessert just from breathing.

Sarah tried to ignore her extremely sexy tour guide's precious seductive smile as she pondered on the girl’s words, “I think I understand? That is a super weird program, but it explains everything I’ve seen so far.” In the back of her mind she was still iffy about the whole explanation, but maybe once she settled in it would come naturally to her.

“Okay! So do you want to go check out the insides of the girl’s locker room? The cheerleaders are using it right now but I’m sure they wouldn’t mind us taking a quick look around,” Cheryl’s hand was already on the locker room door handle, her cock slightly hardening to a chub.

Sensing the eagerness in Cheryl’s tone Sarah agreed with her guide, “Lead the way.”

Like opening a famous tomb full of riches, the booby girl opened the door to an orgy with a smile. It was to be expected from the sounds Sarah had heard, but seeing it with her own eyes was a shock. There were 12 girls, all very hot, in different states of undress, some in their cheer uniforms, some fully naked, and some in a state of in-between. They were licking, tribbing, and fingering each other in groups of four, even when slating their lusts they worked in small teams. As a runner, Sarah knew that girls who exercised grew very very horny and pent up, but back at her school in her old running team, nobody acted on their lust until they were out of school and at home alone in the privacy of their bedrooms. Culture shock seemed to be the best way to describe her feelings, utter wonder and surprise at seeing girls acting out their base desires.

“Heya Cheryl,” a toned tan cheerleader waved, “ You wanna join? We’ve a severe lack of dicks in this party.”

“I would love to but I’m here on touring duty,” Cheryl apologized with her cock growing to full hardness.

And so it went on, where every few feet in the locker room a cheerleader, in an act of debauchery, would tempt Cheryl to join in the degeneracy. Cheryl would kindly and cheerfully refuse while her large throbbing cock waved up and down while leaking clear precum, leaving a liquid trail for Sarah to simultaneously follow and avoid stepping on.

The whole tour of the locker room felt longer than it was to Sarah. She had speechlessly followed and half listened to Cheryl explanations and stories about the locker room. Now that they had left, Sarah was left red in the face and steaming in her head.

“So yeah, the cheerleaders are super friendly. Now the last places that we’ve not visited are the dedicated club rooms. You’ll love it! It’s like a whole wing of the school for students to free reign. Well during the allocated hours I suppose, but during that time we’re basically free from supervision,” Cheryl’s large dong proudly followed Sarah’s vision as it gentled swayed, waving side to side with its owner's energetic motions.

“No club advisors or sponsors?” Sarah tried to questionly look up to Cheryl’s eyes but was distracted by the dark haired brunette’s dick wetting her boobs. Cheryl’s huge breasts and big meat rod had rubbed against each other making her top wet at the underboob part. If she wanted, Cheryl could do a standing selftitty fuck, yup she was big in all the right places.

“Nope! The female teachers are busy with SEECA duties, the male teachers only come on important days, and the parents are busy. Come this way. The club rooms are pretty close to the lockers.”

Sarah and Cheryl walked towards a very decorated hall full of handmade signs, statues, and other crafts. They had almost entered the hall when a figure materialized out of the shadows. A large oily evil looking man stood still next to a wall waiting for the two to approach him, glaring at them with physical malice. Cheryl smiled a wide genuine smile and practically skipped happily towards the man. Sarah had frozen where she stood, almost having a heart attack at the disgusting man’s sudden appearance. It was Mr. Dinger, their history teacher.