Stead's secretary

?Oh you fucking sluts..? groaned Mr Stead through gritted teeth as he jerked his massive fuckstick at the two teenage sluts that were currently entwined in front of him, each of them putting on a show as brazen as possible for the benefit of the assistant head.

Kathy giggled at Mr Stead?s declaration, still not a hundred percent used to the protocols of the school, delighted at being referred to in her most preferred terms. Huskily chuckling in appreciation of the teacher?s estimation of her abilities, Kathy batted her eyelashes at the big dicked man standing over her jerking his mammoth slab of meat, and stuck her tongue out of her mouth as far as it would go, waggling it up and down.

Tiffany and Kathy were both positioned on their asses with their backs against Mr Stead?s desk, their long legs splayed out diagonally in front of them. Kathy?s right leg was hooked over Tiffany?s left one, and with her tiny skirt now riding up around her waist, where it actually looked like a belt, both girl?s pink pussies were on full display. Kathy reached over and used the index and middle fingers of her right hand to spread the lips of Tiffany?s honey box, exposing the innards of her pink, juicing slit, and act which further incited Mr Stead to running his hand over his turgid prick more rapidly still.

Though Kathy had already registered that Mr Stead?s prick was unusually large, she hadn?t yet guessed at any other anomalies that the school might have in store.

At this point, there was a knock on the door. The fact jolted Kathy bodily, the buxom young vixen going stiff at the idea of being caught in flagrante with the assistant head. Used in her past indiscretions to having to conduct her outnumbered one-girl-to-ten-stud orgies, various seductions and slutty assignations in private, Kathy wasn?t yet used to the aura of liberality that was fostered by the school. Even though she was by any measure an outrageous slut, Kathy was still not in the correct mindset, and was undergoing a rapid culture shock.

The normally sanguine Kathy however had very little time to react upon her paralysing shock and sense of impending disaster when the door opened, the poor young girl having become all to used to getting expelled from schools when discovered in this kind of scenario. Whoever was behind the door clearly was not used to having to wait for Mr Stead?s permission to enter the room. Mr Stead did not relent from his determined fisting of his colossal fuckpiece, which was spewing dollops of precum onto the carpet beneath his feet and onto the legs of the two girls, and Tiffany did not even bother to look at the door.

Kathy couldn?t help but glance towards the door, so alarmed was she at the intrusion, and saw that it was opened by a young woman. She was extremely beautiful and quite professional looking, wearing a pair of square-rimmed black glasses which contrasted nicely with her arched eyebrows, with a black latex cap on her head with a small peak coming out of the front of it pulled rakishly down so that it nearly covered her left eye. Her perfectly shaped lips were immaculately done in pink lipstick, her light brown hair formed into a single braid which came over her left shoulder. Her shoulders were bare and she was wearing a thin black boob-tube no more than two inches thick which was suspended over her dazzlingly sculptured stomach muscles, projected out into the air by two gigantic mounds of titflesh. What appeared to be a slim black phone was lodged between the two firm melons sticking in outrageous contours out of her chest easily more than half a foot in front of her. Delicate tattoos of flowers could be seen adorning her lower stomach muscles, groin, and hips. A clear, transparent g-string covered the pussy of the top-heavy new arrival, her long, slender legs ending in a pair of leather studded high-heeled ankle boots. There were various papers clutched inside her fingerless leather-gloved hand.

?Post, Mr Stead,? said the woman, sauntering into the room, paying absolutely no attention to what was occurring inside.

?Just put it on the desk for me, please, Juliet,? said Mr Stead, though most of the sentence was groaned through gritted teeth.

?Also, I have a couple of things for you to sign,? said Juliet as she put the post somewhere on the desk above Kathy?s head.

?Bring them here then.?

Kathy watched as Juliet brought a clipboard up to Mr Stead?s field of vision. Mr Stead stopped jacking his huge cock and Juliet put a pen in the hand that he had just freed. Then, after Mr Stead had taken the pen out of Juliet?s hand, she immediately moved her gloved hand to his cock and resumed jerking his prick while he signed the papers.

?Bottom of the page, Mr Stead,? Juliet instructed the assistant head, inclining her head and doing her best to point with her nose as all the while she fisted his sputtering cock with her right hand, ?and then on the next page sign in the middle of the page and the bottom again.?

Mr Stead appeared to be totally absorbed in the paperwork as he studied the documents before signing them as Juliet worked her hand over his pulsating cum cannon. Kathy, a little surprised by the whole scenario but slowly coming around to the idea that this school was certainly the one for her, reached up and started to fondle Mr Stead?s balls expertly, grasping the meaty testes between her thumb and forefinger and milking him with the scrotum in her palm.

Kathy?s actions determined an immediate change in Mr Stead?s demeanour. Initially totally absorbed in the paperwork, he suddenly lifted her head up, and said in a serene, detached voice, with his eyes unfocussed, vaguely staring at the other end of the room with a vacant expression on his face:

?Juliet , would you be so good as to call the cleaners? I think my office is due for a rather sticky session.?

At this point a torrential jet of boiling semen spewed from the tip of his cock and sprayed in a vast plume out over his desk, drenching the papers that Juliet had just placed there, splattering all over the keyboard and computer and sending stationary skittering onto the floor.

Kathy jolted, astonished at the **** of the blast of cum that had shot over her head, her eyes bulging out of her head, as Tiffany, next to her, shrieked in delight. Kathy suddenly swore that in all the confusion, she saw Juliet wink at her definitively through her glasses, before aiming the throbbing pillar of veined cockmeat in her hand directly at her.

The next thing Kathy knew, was a SPLAT sound as a volley of boiling goo smacked into her face. It was so thick that it just stayed there, a centimetre thick splashmark of cum that stuck to her face and didn?t drip off. Kathy levered her eyes open to see Juliet take hold of the clipboard and Mr Stead resume the fisting of his organ, the thing still jetting wildly in his hand.