Vikki does some stroking in the pool

The main part of one of the school’s classes of peculiarly gifted studs and sluts was currently seated on the tiled stands overlooking the main pool in the school’s natatorium, with all of the young men wearing the standard poolside uniform of black Speedos that left them with the sort of bulging at the crotch that their female classmates and teachers very much enjoyed ogling and the uniformly curvaceous teenage girls being clad in a more diverse fashion, wearing either cut down or otherwise modified one-piece swimsuits, revealing bikinis or, in a few cases where the girl in question was particularly bold, nothing at all.

All seventeen of the students, ten girls and seven boys, were currently looking at one of the corners of the large pool that stretched itself out beneath them, which coincidentally was also where Miss Hart was currently positioned, though the class was at this point was so accustomed to the stunning beauty of the toned, top-heavy PE teacher that even the boys had gotten past the state of staring uncontrollably at her massive chest, perfectly shaped cheekbones and plump, lush hips which had afflicted them during their first few weeks at the school. Still, even if Miss Hart’s gorgeousness wasn’t quite as shocking as it had once been, she nonetheless prided herself on being capable of turning any of them, male or female, into a stammering, quivering, wild-eyed mess with just a fiery glance or two and a few deftly chosen suggestive phrases.

And while the class wasn’t gawking at Miss Hart as she stood just beyond the edge of the pool with a stopwatch in her hand, a miniscule black spaghetti-strap thong clinging to her sex and a sleeveless white top hugging her breasts while its fringed hem dangled down in front the topmost section of her firm stomach, they weren’t exactly staring at the young man who had the pool’s clear water reaching up to just above his waist either.

The young man, whose name was Thomas French, was currently supporting himself against the edge of the pool, with his arms spread out across it and his swim trunks slung over his right arm, and he was the eighteenth member of the class and perhaps its most accomplished male member. This was not because of any great triumphs either in the fields of academia, even if he did quite well in the subjects were a personal interest in them led him to actually apply himself, or when it came to sports, though the nature of the school meant that he’d put on quite a few pounds of muscle since he’d first arrived there, but because he was blessed with a cock that could swell up to a solid thirteen inches of steel-hard fuckmeat and a pair of balls which could pump out one creamy load after another, even without the pills that Nurse Pennyweather was so keen on handing out to just about any man that she happened to come across.

In fact the seventeen classmates where all alternating between looking a the big clock mounted onto the wall behind Miss Hart and a point directly in front of Thomas, where they were expecting the nineteenth and final member of their ranks to appear any second now.

An excited murmur ran through the gathered classmates up on the stand as the sweep hand pushed past the twelve to signal that another minute had just passed, and it barely managed to get to two before a disappointed groan escaped Thomas’ mouth and a figure shot up through the surface of the pool to send water splashing down all around.

Spitting out some water from her mouth as she ran her hands through the rich tresses of her soaked blonde hair, Vikki gave all the people watching her quite a thrill as her full, spherical breasts jiggled about in front of her in the wake of her shooting back up into the open, her lush lips puckered into a near-perfect ring as she greedily sucked some air back into her lungs after the considerable amount of time that she’d just spent underwater.

“So,” Thomas’ happy grin returned as Vikki addressed Miss Hart, “did I do it?”

“Congratulations, Vikki,” Miss Hart, who had hit the stopwatch the same moment as she’d seen Vikki’s head reappear, was now sporting a smirk at the sibling rivalry that existed between the Licks sisters as she glanced back down at the stopwatch again, “you lasted five seconds longer than your sister.”

“Yes!” Vikki cheerfully exclaimed as her classmates erupted in a orchestra of noise behind her, letting their satisfaction at their class taking back that year’s record from their parallel class be known through a collection of cheers, applauds and reasonably obscene cat calls, her right hand being thrust triumphantly into the air while her left one had something to do with the increasingly goofy grin that Thomas was sporting.

“Vikki…” While she admired Vikki’s liveliness, Miss Hart felt that it was her duty to cut in, “remember what the school policy is on making boys cum in the pool?”

“Yes, Miss Hart.” Sounding absolutely devastated, Vikki let go of Thomas’ cock and cut through the water on her way to the nearest ladder, with him hurrying after her to get as close a look at her exquisite posterior as possible as she climbed up it.

Knowing that Thomas was directly behind her and that the rest of her classmates all had their eyes fixed on her as well, Vikki climbed about halfway up the short metal set of steps before suddenly stopping, providing Miss Hart with an excellent view of her bulging tits and firm stomach and leaving her juicy ass in level with Thomas’ head.

“It costs a kiss if you want to get past,” Vikki cheekily informed Thomas as she sent him a seductive glance over her shoulder and flexed her buttocks, showing him just how perfect her control over their muscles was as she sent drops of water flying off them, an intoxicating giggle exiting her mouth as she felt him grab hold of her hips and lean in, the dirty smile on his lips being dissolved as he placed them against the top of her ass crack and rubbed his chin against the narrow gap separating her asscheeks as he gave it a wet, sloppy kiss.

Climbing up to stand right next to Miss Hart, Vikki waited until Thomas had climbed up the ladder as well and was just about to drop down on her haunches and finish what she started when Nurse Pennyweather’s message was relayed through the PA system.

“Sorry Vikki,” Miss Hart said as soon as the speaker had stopped sounding, “but you have to get going.”

“Damn,” Vikki pouted as she stared at Thomas’ cock, biting her lip at the sight of a fat dollop of prejizz coming oozing out of his cumslit, “talk about bad timing…”

“Says you,” Thomas remarked.

“Oh, come on Tommy, you know you’re my favourite,” Vikki assured Thomas, before turning to look at Miss Hart with pleading eyes, “Please Miss Hart, can’t you please let me make Tommy blow his load all over me before I go?”

“Sorry Vikki…” Miss Hart managed to shake her head and keep her gaze fixed on Thomas’ cock at the same time.

“Oh please Miss Hart,” Vikki persisted, “I’ll just need ten seconds to have him jizz-glaze my big tits and coat my face with cum, I won’t even have to cram his monstercock all the way down my slutty throat or let him pound my sexy ass or anything!”

“Now now, Miss Licks,” Miss Hart formed her lips into another smirk as she watched how Thomas aimed his throbbing fuckpiece straight at the foxy teen’s face and looked very much as though he only needed to hear a few more obscenities from her for his bull balls to start pumping out jizz, “dirty talk’s cheating.”

“Fuck,” Vikki’s impish grin that instantly replaced her pleading expression didn’t exactly express any guilt at having been caught, “it was worth a try at least.”

“Yes, quite,” Miss Hart didn’t sound too angry at her star-pupil.

“Can I at least kiss him goodbye?” Vikki asked, although she was already sauntering over towards a nearby bench.

“There’s persistence and then there’s pigheadedness, Vikki,” Miss Hart observed as she watched Vikki reach her outfit where it was placed on the low metal bench. It wasn’t because she was the most promising member of her class that Vikki had been allowed to bring it with her into the natatorium while the others had had to leave theirs behind in the locker rooms, but because it consisted solely of a pair of black stripper heels complete with stiletto heels and platform soles.

“Funny, because his head was exactly the part of Tommy that I was planning on kissing,” Vikki observed as her new stance of placing her right foot on the bench to slip on her shoe meant that Miss Hart and Thomas both had an unrestricted view of her bald, pink pussy and puckered asshole, though she nearly toppled over when Thomas responded to her revelation by bombarding the small of her back with a thick gush of precum.

“Alright,” Vikki grabbed a towel and slung it around her neck before pulling it back towards her armpits so that it wouldn’t obscure her protruding breasts as they stood out more than half a foot in front of her chest, the two ginormous orbs most definitely not requiring a bra to retain their immaculate roundness and fullness, “I’ll fuck you later Tommy.”

“Yeah,” Thomas nodded his head and followed the clocklike swaying of Vikki’s derrière as she sashayed her way towards the exit.

“So, Thomas, that looks awkward,” Miss Hart purred out her observation on Thomas’ cock once Vikki was out of sight, “let’s see if I can’t do something about that…”