...and she is not happy

As I fucked my first student, the first of many, Principal O'Halloran stormed towards me.

"I see you've got your day off to a fucking start," she said, hatred seething from her words. I reached out and groped her breast, which only seemed to annoy her, and she did not flinch.

"Morning Caroline," I said, pumping into this anonymous cheerleader over the railing in front of the school. My nonconsensual groping of the boss was getting me even more harder, and the cheerleader appreciated it. "You'll get another go. Don't worry."

"Well..." she said, ignoring as I reached over her shirt and popped a breast out of her bra. "It took alot of work, but we shuffled your classes and the entire schoolgrounds to accommodate this situation. Remember, keep your fucking to a minimum."

I zoned out as she tried to lecture me, disregarding everything she said. She would've left if I hadn't had a firm grasp on her large left tit, and she watched in disgust as I came, deeply and thoroughly, into this random student. "Thanks, Mr. Thomas," she said, pulling up her skirt and discarding her panties.

I watched with a smile as she skipped away, to join her group of friends and gossip about my lovemaking.

"Ahem", coughed Caroline as she stared at me.

"What the fuck do you want now?"

"To finish fucking groping me, you sleazeball."

"Oh, right," I removed my hand from her breast, and she stormed away, not bothering to readjust herself.

Ami and the cameraman were interviewing the girl I just fucked, so I meandered towards the office. "You just missed the announcements," said the secretary, Miss Hewitt. "Did- did you want to fuck me?"

"I'm good for now," I said, grabbing a candy off her table. She smiled at me and I made a note to fuck her later. She was only a few years older than me, and in her prime.

The candy I ate was the first real food I'd had all day. And the only thing since yesterday afternoon. I wasn't hungry, and noted that my metabolism adapted quickly to the condition. I would rarely need to eat from here forward. It'll save on trips to the grocery store. Although I could probably just send the Charlies.

I strolled through the hallway. Deserted, almost. This was my wing now, and all the students belonged to me, sexually at least. I waltzed into my classroom, the homeroom, to see several new faces and a few familiar. Caroline had shuffled everything around.

Noelle had taken over in my absence, and was surprised to see me. "Oh, sorry, Mr. Thomas. I was just passing out the new forms Principal O'Halloran asked me to..."

"Let me see that," I said, ripping some out of her hand. She still had some bruising on her neck from the rough gangbang yesterday.

[RULES AND REGULATIONS FOR HANDLING AN ERECTION DEPENDENT CLASSMATE TEACHER]

[Copyright 1975, US Department of Education]

[1. Provide sexual relief or any other kind of relief whenever asked.

2. When in doubt of an order or command, please refer to the school administrator or nearest official for clarification.

3. ...]

It went on an on about age restrictions, third party commands, circumventing test scores, stealing money, et cetera. It didn't mention anything about pregnancies, and the TEACHER was crudely written on in place of CLASSMATE, but there was no other changes to the document to account for a faculty being an EDP.

I was a little annoyed at the outdated attempt to control interactions with me. Kids today weren't dumb, they knew what an EDP was. There was at least three in the greater Las Vegas area, according to the Casanova App, and more in the state every week it seems, per the statewide alerts on everyone's phone.

I massaged one of the new girl's breasts as I stood behind her desk. "Up," I said, and she followed suit, eager to please me. "Are you a virgin?" I asked, lifting off her shirt. "No," she said, slipping off her pants and panties.

I didn't pay any attention to Noelle or the class. The world was beyond my view, although I certainly wasn't beyond theirs. I frowned at the non-Virgin, and turned her around, bending her over and reaching inside to check for sure.

I slipped in two fingers fairly easily, to no distraction, and confirmed to my satisfaction that she had been fucked before. "Name?" I asked, letting out my erect cock.

"Ginnifer Ayres," she said, as I inserted into her. She winced, and I felt proud as I fucked her, my homeroom fuck. And then Ami and Caroline came into the room.

"As you can see, Mr. Thomas is hard at work," cue laughter, "but what can you expect from our newest, and first, EDP faculty here at LCHS. We are all very supportive of his special needs. Especially Ginnifer, at the moment." Caroline was lying through her teeth to look good for the KTLV cameras and the still-nude reporter. The camera was, however, getting good live footage of me fucking this honor roll student.

"What the fuck is this?" I say, continuing my palpitations as I picked up a crumpled encyclical. "Uhh, excuse me," said a smiling Principal O'Halloran. She came up to me and whispered in my ear. "It's a fucking government necessity, and smile for the fucking camera, you jerk."

The camera caught me in a more delicate mood, however, as I came into Ginnifer Ayres' insides, and also a little on her leg and desk. "Clean this up!" I yelled, more for the live news coverage than Caroline.

She put on the fakest smile, "Of course, accidents will happen. I'll get the janitor here to help and..."

"No," I said firmly, "I want you to lick the cum off the floor, the desk, her leg, and also what you can reach in Ginnifer's cunt. I would find that arousing."

Caroline turned towards me, facing away from the camera, and gave me the meanest look. "No problem," she said, gritting her teeth. She got on her hands and knees and started on the floor. A footprint nearby, some old dirt showing that the janitor had missed this spot for awhile. Caroline edged up to the desk, and then, much more comfortably up this student's legs. She was just starting to eat Ginnifer out, something she surpringly did with ease, when I repositioned myself for the cameras.

My cock wasn't erect, yet, but I could feel the tingling coming of new arousal, but I still held my cock over Caroline's back. Everyone was enraptured by the activity, probably thousands viewing the webcast (and many millions more if the video goes viral), as I started to piss on Caroline's back.

"What the fuck?!" she cried out, exiting her cunnilingus.

"Sorry. Accidents will happen," I say, pissing on her face.