Thus spoke Wendy Wallin

When I pulled the speaker to myself I lifted up and rested on my elbows, not bothering to pull out. As the hall monitor beneath me gasped and panted I winked at the secretary, who looked at me inquisitively but respected my raised finger asking for a moment. She would find out who I was and what I wanted with the rest.

“Hello there! Students and faculty of Jane Fillingsworth!” I spoke through the static and whining from the intercom. “I hope you're having a fulfilling day today! My name, is Wendy Wallin and would every student ages 18 and up please report to the school pool's changing room? If you have your swimwear here with you today, don't bother bringing it. And don't worry about your classes for the rest of the day, you're unlikely to return.”

I let go of the intercom button and laid my head back down, smothering my fuck doll with my tits once more. The secretary coughed and said “Umm, okay, Ms. Wallin, I think that, umm, the principal would prefer some notice, especially from a guest at the school, if they're going to be taking students out of class but I'm sure it'll be fine. Can I ask the official reason for your visit to the school? And what you'll be doing with the girls?” I noticed she seemed to be eyeing me warily. Until I realized she was probably eyeing the kicking legs of the girl underneath me who I could feel struggling for air from between my tits.

“One second,” I grabbed the mic again, as I lifted up my toy gasped, “And make sure to bring your lunches and full water bottles!” I chimed cheerfully through the cheap static, the sound of my gasping fucktoy ringing out, as I released the button and stood up. “Officially? I guess to use your showers and get a meal or two for the road. You see I'm livin that van life and don't have a shower so I thought I'd use yours and I thought while I'm here, I should volunteer a little, maybe teach a class of my own.”

“Umm, okay, I, that's understandable.” She said her eyes faintly watering and one hand slowly drifting up to her nose.

“But since I'm here I thought I'd also give all the 18 year old's here a belly full of cum, though that's more of just my general policy.” I said.”So I guess there's official and unofficial business today.”

“Ah, well, that's good to know, I'll make sure to jot that down for the memo to the parents we'll need to send out.”

“Tell me sugar, does your daughter go here? And is she 18?”

“Umm, yes, and no.”

“Damn!”

“She's 19 and here as a volunteer T.A.”

“DAMN!” My fist and cock pump in unison.

“Send her a text letting her know she is absolutely included in that announcement. I am going to be stuffing her her holes to the brim. That'll be fun, don't you think?” I said with a wide smile and a wet slurp as I pulled out. “Now, which way to the pool?” I asked over the splattering of cum pouring out of my little friend.

“Umm go out and turn left, then left again. Go down the hall and there will be a few double doors. The third set leads to the pool.”

“Cool, I'm off to go ruin some more holes.” I say as I start to turn and skip away towards the door, only redirecting to swing back out to my van and grab a bag, before heading to the gym. Looking back I can see the trail of fluids behind me and grin as I look forward to what's in front of me. My cock twitching, swaying, and dripping, I make my way down the hall already seeing some girls heading to the doors ahead of me. Only a few small groups, talking to each other. Probably curious what they were going to be doing at the pool.

My smirk was still firmly logged in place as I caught up to a pair of girls and grabbed them by their tits, making them jump and gag. The reek of my sweaty pits rolling over them as I threw my arms up and over their shoulders. I'd hop in the shower right now if it wasn't so damn funny when they did that.

“Hope you girls are ready for a class you'll never forget.” I say with a grin, pinching their nips simultaneously, as they gasped and coughed.

“Who are you?” Coughed out the girl on my left.

“Hi, I'm Wendy, or Ms. Wallin today I guess. I'll be leading the lessons. For today.”

The girl on my right was more petite, so I switched to pawing at her ass. “Oh, umm. Nice to, ack, meet you Ms. Wa – cough cough – Wallin.” The girl choked out.

I chuckled and let them both go with a slap on the ass as we all walked into the changing room together and I was greeted by the sight of about a half dozen 18 year old's standing around waiting for little old me. I reached into my bag and started handing out the plastic baggies inside. One to each girl, all of them accepting the little gift from me as perfectly normal.

“Okay girls I'm gonna sit in the corner over here and beat off while you get changed into your new uniforms for health class,” I said with a giggle, taking hold of my slimy cock. “Make sure to show off those bums for me while you do.”

The girls looked around at each other and at me, a perfect stranger, sitting naked with my cock out, then down at the little bags I had handed out. They were micro-bikinis. Well, more like some bits of neon coloured string masquerading as swimwear. A few years back I started getting sex stores to just order me stuff in bulk. The girls shrugged and started stripping, each one of them making sure to bend at the waist and spread her cheeks while facing away from me when taking off their pants and pulling on their bikinis. The brightly coloured strings of fabric poked out vibrantly from between their thighs and pussy lips.

I jerked off at a leisurely rate, precum bubbling gently from my tip, grin set firmly in place. It was good to be me.

“Alright girls,” I said standing up “Line up and pucker up. You're all going to come tongue punch Professor Wallin's sweaty fart box as deep as you can on your way out. Your first test in Wendy-Wallin's-Ballin-Sex-Ed-Class is to see if you can fuck punch your little tongue's far enough up my stained stinker to get me to relax the ole toot chute.” I said looking over my shoulder as I spread my feet and cheeks. I started to bounce and sway my ass, making my fat balls and fatter cheeks shake and jump for the girls. “Now you girls might be wondering why you'd want to get on your knees and practice sucking farts straight out of my asshole. It's not exactly a taste you were planning on acquiring, I'm sure.” As the girls lined up and got closer they all got a good smell of what was wafting from my fat ass. The bittersweet scent of days of hiking and fucking without a shower in sight. Sweat and pussy juice, cum and spit. All dripping and mingling. The underside of my balls were feeling pretty crunchy from all the smegma.

“Umm, you're gonna like, take a, ummm. Shower, first? Right?”

“Now that is an excellent question...”

“Umm, Samantha.” A young athletic looking girl in a yellow string bikini. Small tits, and thin waist, but that would just make her an easier onahole to carry around and fuck. Her blonde hair was mid length and straight, pulled back into a pony tail. “Samantha,” I continued. “And I will answer it but please everyone save all questions for the end of the lecture. Now, where was I?”

“Ah, yes. All of you know farting is a perfectly normal thing for us girls to do, no matter what the boys might think. In order to promote this idea you're all going to take turns rimming me while I wait till just the right moment, and fart into your mouths. This will give you a chance to savour the taste and smell of all that normal, all while you keep tongue-fucking my butt-hole.”

I winked my asshole at them taking in the line of girls covering their noses and looking at my ass with disgust. They knew this was going to be an unpleasant chore, but one they needed to get through. Like cleaning the toilet after a freshman gym class, an unpleasant but necessary task. “A C just requires using your tongue to convince my bum to give you a fart. A B goes to anyone who manages not to stop the rimjob, B+ if you manage not to gag or ****, you get an A if I can hear you taking a deep wiff of my farts. And an A+ to any good little bitch who can do all that and give me a compliment telling me how much she loved it after. The taste, the smell, having her tongue up a fat bitch's stinky bum. Any compliment will do.” I grinned at the uncomfortably shifting line up and stopped my wiggling.

Even if getting fucked by me was just a normal thing that happened that didn't mean if I made it unpleasant people wouldn't respond a little. Bad tastes and smells were a part of normal every day life after all. “And Samantha honey, to answer your question, no, I will not be cleaning up, but you girls will be! An important part of going down on any Shemale girlfriends you might have is cleaning up any crustiness under her balls. All her leaking precum and pussy juice can collect and make a mess, so make sure to lick it all up down there. It's a good source of, umm, heh heh. Ha! Protein for you girls.” I gave a chuckle as I beckoned the first girl forward with a crooked finger. “And what's your name sweetie?”

“Umm, Nicole.”

“Okay Nicole, you look like a go get er.” I took in her rounded curves and silver string bikini. The 'cups' were more like tablespoons of fabric that covered her most of her nipples with little ovals and basically nothing else. Her b-cups were completely exposed and looked like a pair of tasty treats. Her bum on the other hand looked like it was nice and plump, a real dump truck. As she got to her knees she repeatedly flashed her pussy, the tiny teardrop shaped fabric getting munched by her fat pussy lips. She was definitely to much of an outie to wear this bikini style but that just made it better. Watching her constantly adjusting her new uniform, finally settling on covering her pussy hole and leaving her lips and clit free.

“Gimme a smile and show these girls how a real woman eats ass and takes gas.” I said with a thumbs up to her like I was her gym coach at the big game, and not some naked, disgusting, pervert who had wandered in to her school. Lo and behold, she took a deep breath, nodded to herself, and actually gave me an albeit weak smile and two thumbs up back. Before leaning in to spread my cheeks, and after a hesitant moment, 'dig in'.

No fucking around she leaned in and licked my balloon knot, her hot wet tongue a delight. She immediately coughed and leaned back with her tongue out and nose wrinkled before she leaned in to keep licking my sweaty asshole like a lolly pop. Up and down and around, gently tickling the ridges and groves. As she licked and tasted she eventually started to push her lips up against me, forming a soft wet ring around my asshole. After a few more minutes of her giving my fart box an open mouthed kiss with heavy tongue I felt her pull back with a loud, “MMMWAH!” Looking over at the changing room mirror revealed her spit connecting her mouth to my butt and a dazed and overwhelmed expression on her face. But she still dove back in tongue first after just a few deep breaths.

This time she started with a more aggressive style. It seemed she had decided to treat this as a make-out session. A sloppy one at that, her spit starting to drip and spread across her face and my cheeks. She was pushing and prodding with her tongue now, probing my backdoor for entry. As she tickled my toot chute, I moaned and pushed back, wiggling my hips. Her hot damp breath, prodding tongue, and nose snuffling in my ass crack all had my cock rock hard and dripping. She was going to make a good little fart catcher. The sounds of her snorting and snuffling like a little pig looking for her A up mine, sniffing up the miasma of my backdoor, made my pussy leak and drool.

After a minute of work she finally managed to push her tongue past my sphincter, the tight ring of muscle squeezing her taste buds as she pushed through and delved to new depths inside me. I felt her hot wet tongue wiggling inside of my chute, before settling into a clockwise motion lapping at my walls. As she pushed and delved I threw my hands up against the wall and moaned particularly loudly. I had been moaning here and there before but once her tongue slid up my toot chute I started off like a porn-star. I'm sure they heard my “HOLY SHIT!” in the closest classrooms. The feeling of her tongue tracing circles inside my stained stinker had my tongue lolling and me moaning and groaning at max volume.

I let out a long loud fart. Moaning like a bitch in heat through it. The girl had earned it with her dedicated tongue work and complete lack of complaint. As I felt her tongue push deep and give a wiggle inside me I opened my mouth and my ass to let her have it. “OOOOOOOHHHHH-ooolllyyy fuck!” “Phppphrrrrbbbbfffffffptptptptptptptptbbbbbbbbbppppbpbpbpbpbpfphfphftphbtttbbtbtbtbt!” She froze, her tongue still deep but no longer moving, providing the perfect track for my gas attack to roll into her. I excitedly wiggled my ass as I blasted a long loud fart right down her tongue and into her mouth, the sound making an echo in the small space before escaping to the locker room out her mouth and nose much of it blasting down into her belly.

As the echoes went quiet, I looked back to see the rest of the girls standing in silence staring at their friend. It was perfectly normal for the school to give them sex ed classes, even if the uniforms were a bit smaller than expected, and the teacher was a naked stranger they'd never met. If part of this sex ed was more hands on then they were used to then who were they to question the teacher, it was just useful practical experience she'd explained; kind of. But at the end of day a fart was a fart and even if it was normal for this woman to teach them how to lick farts out of butt-holes it seemed the girls were not looking forward to giving the experience a try. Especially if the result was going to be a cheek flapping gale-storm straight out of a BBS's (Big Beautiful Shemale's!) sweaty bum combined with her preexisting miasma from not having showered since the shower orgy she'd had at the campground almost two weeks ago.

The silence stretched out. And then shattered as Nicole let out a loud “BRAAAAPB!” her belch shattering the silence and setting off a round of giggles from all of us. I looked down at the sweat slicked bikini clad senior. Her hair was a mess, her makeup ruined with crumbs of semi dry smegma splattered across her face, and breath beyond belief. Her eyes were red and she was panting and burping gently, but she still smiled up at me and said, “Thank you for- for farting into my mouth Miss Wallin. I hope that means I was doing a good enough job and showing you our school's potential.” She said, smile shaking slightly but intact. She was fucking adorable. As I turned around my cock whacked her in the face and made her blink and scoot back. Until I stepped forward a laid it across her face. As she settled back and accepted my cock's position I took a deep breath and enjoyed seeing the fart blasted teen beneath me, before looking up at the line up of fidgeting nervous looking teens, in laughable small bikinis, awaiting their turn behind. As my stomach gurgled I rubbed it and smirked as a toot slipped out.