a day of classes and more

Just like the morning before, i woke up filled with energy. maybe it was more goth magic, maybe it was the photo of the dean i still had open on my phone. im just glad, cause at this point before i would still be tired from yesterday's activities.

once again the dorms where filled with chaos while everyone got ready. eventually we all got out, early even. we left as a group, the girls were chatting as i played with their chests. once again Makenzie was the only one bra-less, but i still pulled their shirts up before we went our separate ways.

when i entered my English class, i noticed i was the only one there other than the teacher. she had her name written on the board: "Mrs. Flora Miranda". she had bright red hair, and that was the only bright thing about her. she had worn a tight black button-up shirt and a black knee length skirt. she had black office shoes and was wearing black lipstick with purple eye shadow.

"ah. you're early. well, just take a seat for now." she said, sounding disinterested in my presence. i'd be sure to fix that.

"Mrs. Miranda? can you tell me When does the nightingale sing?"

"midnight, sir" her tone had shifted to one of joy. i thought it odd of a moment before ignoring it. "was there anything i could help you with sir?"

"i think there is. unbutton your shirt enough so i can see your tits. and take off your bra as well."

she obeyed. she was a big c-cup and her nipples quickly grew hard in the cold classroom.

"good. now hold still. i wanna write." i took out the red pen and started on her boobs. grope me! was written on one boob and slap me! was written on the other. next was SLUT across her forehead and i love Jack's cock on her cheek.

"turn around, bend over your desk and pull down your skirt. i wanna write on your ass as well." she obeyed and i was shown a nice sized ass, and black tight panties which i quickly pulled off and shoved in my bag. with a glide of my pen i began. flash me, ill get horny! on one cheek and goth cock sleeve on the other. i realized if i wrote on her thighs she'd probably keep her skirt of, so slutty for jack's cum went on her left thigh and goth cum dump on her right with an arrow pointing to her pussy.

at this point, i could hear voices in the halls, so i went to take my seat in the back. no students acted like anything was wrong, slapping and groping her tits, flashing her. by the time the class was fully here i could see the arousal dripping from her. despite this, she returned to acting cold as best she could.

turns out Vanessa Scarlet was in this class as well, and she sat next to me. she was wearing the same black hoodie she was when i met her, as well as her glasses. she had on purple and black striped thigh highs, and a thigh length skirt,red converse sneakers and black-and-red makeup with cherry red lipstick.

i didnt waste any time before pulling up her hoodie, discovering that she had once again gone without a bra. i quickly went to work on her tits, groping her, pinching and pulling her nipples. it wasn't long before she was flush with arousal, matching that of the teachers. she was barely able to hide her moans.

"sir, can i -hnng- can i have some of your cum?" she whispered.

i pull my rock hard cock out of my pants. "you'll need to suck it out."

"y-yes sir." she quickly put my cock in her mouth, and with a quick moan of pleasure began bobbing up and down. the sound of her sucking me was subdued, partially by the way she had positioned herself, but i could still hear it.

slurp...slurp... slurp. she was going at a good pace, and was leaving red rings of lipstick around the middle of my shaft. she seemed to be trying to get deeper, so i decided to helper and push her head down.she looked up at me with joy and lust in her eyes, and started to go faster.

gluck...gluck...gluck. she was facefucking herself on my cock by now, almost ****. i could fell her throat tighten every time she gagged, vibrate as she moaned in pleasure. she was just barely missing the base, but it was still impressive.

i soon let her up for breath, not wanting her to faint. after a second of panting, she looked into my eyes with her makeup running and begged "please sir, cum in my mouth,down my throat, anything. i need it so bad." and went back to gagging on me.

this instantly threw me off the edge.

i grabbed her head, pushing it down to the base as she gave a muffled sound of surprise. she began to swallow the wave of jizz pouring down her throat, never even gagging. after most of it had finished, i pulled out of her and shot the last few on her tits and face, coating them in my sticky white goo.

the class went by normally. Mrs. Miranda was panting with arousal by the end, apparently students kept flashing her throughout the lesson. i stayed behind as everyone left, admiring Vanessa as she proudly walked out dripping and covered in my cum. after it was just me and Mrs. Miranda, i went up to her desk.

"so Mrs. Miranda, how was the class?" i asked.

"it w-was -ahhh- arousing, sir." she was still flushed, and her pussy had soaked her chair and the entire floor nearby.

"good." i started to fondle her d-cups. "i think we could barter a deal. if you answer all my questions honestly, you can drink my seed." i tried to barter. i was still thinking about how cold she acted at first, as well as some other things.

"yes, i t-think that'll be -hnnng- fine" she agreed, fulled with lust.

"1st question: why did you act so cold at first?"i kept fondling her tits as i asked, bouncing them in my hands.

"it's an act -nnng- for making the s-students fear me." she said as i pinched her nipple, tugging it tight.

"2nd question: how many guys have you fucked?"

"just -aah- just my h-husband, sir." the reminder that im fondling the chest of a married women made this even better.

"3rd question: who are you closest to within the gothic faith?" the idea of having two close friends fuck me at the same time was something that sounded hot.

"m-my daughter ,sir. she's e-even -aah- attending here and t-takes my class" i froze at that. a mother and her daughter? oh hell yes.the thought alone made my dick like rock.

"so she was here with us?" she nodded her head, barely able to speak from the arousal. "did she grope you?" she nodded again. "did she flash you?" another nod. "nice. now thats enough questions for now." i finally let go of her abused chest before buttoning up her shirt and stepping back. "time for your reward. if you want it, you'll have to use that chest of yours to get it. but you cant unbutton the shirt"

the moment i pulled out my cock, she was on her hands and knees, her tits surrounding it felt like pillows squeezed tight in her shirt. she didnt speak, moaning in pleasure from the hour of arousal. she quickly dipped her hand under her and smothered my dick in her juices, and began to pump up and down.

"thats it. keep going." i commanded as she continued. her tits were rapid, it was clear she wanted my cum as soon as she could. i relaxed and enjoyed it, not try to last but just enjoying her actions. it didnt take much longer before i released, spraying my seed over her face and breasts, soaking her shirt.

"well this was fun, but i gotta get going. see ya." i said, turning to leave mrs.Miranda soaking in cum and her own jucies on the floor,but thes stopped and said "by the way. if you convince your daughter to sit next to me next time, youll get much more than this." and then i left.

once i got back to the dorms, i got a text from the dean. a photo of her in her collar, with freshly pierced nips, with the caption " just as you commanded sir." no one else was back yet so i quickly grabbed most of the toys and left for the deans office.