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Letting out a groggy groan, you were roused from sleep by the angry screech of your alarm. The worst sound in the world truly had to be anything that woke you up. With an interrupted REM even a sex powered maniac such as yourself struggled to muster the power to reach over and silence the noise however.A big part of that might've been the fact you were buried under a pile of women however. If two could even be considered a pile. Though Nalini's tits could arguably be given their own listing.

Even in your sleep you knew where the best place to rest your head was at, so when you finally cracked your eyes open to remain in relative darkness, the smell of sweat, sex and woman, you got your bearings quickly. It was hard enough to want to leave a regular pillow in the morning so this was a challenge, but with Nalini's fat tits smothering you, you were starting to wake up faster by the second. You couldn't resist motorboating the udders as you tried to wipe the sleep from your eyes and as you cock slowly twitched to life.

It was only moments more before you heard a groan from the woman, vibrating through her chest and up your nose. If the alarm hadn't woken her your nuzzling must have.

The noise had distracted you for a moment, and while your thoughts were still caught between heads you finally accepted it was time to get up. Nalini had work and you had class, although you weren't exactly sure you even cared anymore. You'd been sampling classes, picking and choosing at random hoping to find something that stuck, and so far nothing had. What had stuck however was the fact you needed a new job and frankly if it gave you more power any job would do, it certainly beat taking classes aimlessly.

As you pried your face out from Nalini's tits with a herculean effort you suddenly remembered you did have some aim now, although you'd kind of lost it in Nalini's tits before passing out between your girls....

Reaching over Nalini, as she groggily rolled away from you once you shook yourself free, you finally noticed Emma's arms around your waist, the girl still out cold, apparently none the wiser to your alarm as you flicked it off.

You had kept the girls up pretty late. You didn't even really feel like you needed to sleep but somehow you managed to get comfortable between their **** forms enough to get in a few hours yourself.

As you silenced your phone and gave a tired stretch you were suddenly hit with a new wave of body odour and sex.

Your dorm was really starting to smell. Who knew tripling the amount of people living there and a virtually limitless amount of cum could over power the beer and piss of the forbidden room.

In addition to a new job a new place would be nice too....

Both those things were still in the future though. With a somewhat regretful sigh, you had the present to worry about, which meant class, and in order to do that you were going to have to deal with your odour. There'd be time to get stinky again the rest of the day, you needed to start fresh.

Throwing the bed sheets off the three of you, earning a tired groan from both Emma and Nalini, you heaved yourself up, and slipped out from between the two, stepping over the foot of the bed and began rooting through your closet for a non-cum stained outfit for the day. Somewhere along the way Nalini had fought the same battle you had and when you turned around you saw her back, sitting at the edge of the bed, her incredibly long, silky black hair a frizzy mess, a couple wads of dried cum stuck in it. Though to be perfectly honest it was a shock there wasn't more given how much hair she had to get it stuck in.

Perhaps that was a testament to just how good Emma and Nalini were at putting your stuff away.

Even just viewing her from the back however, you could tell by the way her shoulders slumped that Nalini wanted nothing more than to skip work today.

Opposite her on the bed however, Emma was still out cold, her small pale form lazily sprawled out on the bed. Apparently being a teenaged sex **** gave her the easiest job out of the three of you.

You finally understood how your mother felt all those weekends growing up, dragging your ass out of bed as bright and early as a weekday to do chores. Jealous.

Taking a page out of your mother's book you strode over to the bed and tossed your outfit down, and, without so much as a warning, started pulling on Emma's arms and legs, rolling her body around until you managed to slide her onto a shoulder and with more effort than you were proud to admit, heaved her tiny, yet shockingly dense, body up like a sack of flour. Somehow the girl had managed to stay asleep the entire time, well, mostly, save for a cartoonish grumble for just 'five more minutes.'

With a snort, you adjusted the girl on your shoulder and for a moment paused as you looked at your clothes still on the bed and how if you bent over to pick them up again Emma would almost certainly slip off your shoulder once more. After a moments thought however you had decided,

"Nalini, you mind bringing me my clothes when you get up? I'm gonna be taking a shower with Emma."

"Hmm? Sure." Nalini gave a tired shrug of her shoulders.

She sounded even worse than before you went to bed, and before you started slapping her titties around, and before ramming into her throat for a good hour.

"Feel free to join us." You added with a chuckle as you carried Emma out of the room.

"Mmm, no. My hair won't dry...." Nalini grumbled monotonously.

She didn't sound angry though. You'd be surprised if she didn't harbour some resentment from last night, her tits were now bruised and chaffed all over, her nipples had been tweaked over and over and you and Emma both had given her more than a few hickies. She was undoubtedly sore, forgetting last night wasn't going to happen, but she seemed too tired to stay irritated - for the moment anyway.

Deciding not to press the issue, much as her company would've been nice, you couldn't spend all day in the shower anyways.

Tottering down the hall, Emma's arms and legs swinging impotently from side to side as you carried her along, you slowly made your way into the washroom, leaving the door open behind you as you slowly and somewhat awkwardly lowered Emma into the shower stall, and up against the wall beneath the shower head.

"Mmnggh... tired...." Emma groaned as she slumped to the side.

She was waking up but despite everything you'd done to her so far, wasn't entirely there.

Stepping in after her you put a foot on either side of her, dangling your half chub in her face as you began tweaking the knobs for the water. With a squeal and a hiss the water beat down on you, icy cold at first before the heated water caught up. You couldn't help but reflexively flinch and hiss back as the water hit, and likewise Emma twitched beneath you and gasped,

"W-wha - what the hell?"

As the icy water dripped off of your body and onto hers she stiffened and sat up with a start, her eyes snapping open, but still bleary and unfocused. Or rather, she tried to sit up, she only made it a couple inches before she rubbed her face right in your crotch,

"Whas, goin-" Still groggy and confused, Emma grumbled as she tried to blink the sleep from her eyes, but as her senses returned she quickly cut herself off as one of the first thoughts to make it back into her head was to start sucking dick.

Even disoriented and completely surprised to see your cock, as soon as she registered a dick, her first instincts seemed to be to open her mouth and clumsily navigate the head of your half-hard-hog into her mouth and start suckling on your tip, while the lucidity slowly seeped back into her eyes.

You somehow doubted that would've been her normal reaction even just a couple days ago, before you picked her up, but it seemed sleep depravation and round the clock fucking did wonders to a girls mind.

Rather than properly respond to her you instead let out a groan of approval as her lips squeezed around you and instead focused on fine tuning the shower temperature a moment. That groan was enough to encourage Emma to start sucking in more earnest, her tongue rapidly massaging the underside of your head, your cock-chin as it were. Or maybe that was just her waking up more. Maybe a bit of both. Regardless you were rapidly reaching full mast.

A moment later, after you got the water to your liking, yet were still inflating in her tight, teenaged mouth, you gave another sigh, this one of relief as you began to release a hot, yellow stream right into the girls mouth. It was entirely automatic, peeing in the shower was just a part of your morning showering routine, for just a brief moment the neurons in your brain failed to properly communicate that deep-seated habit with the reality of what - or rather, who - was between your knees.

Emma, surprisingly - or maybe not... - was the first to notice you were pissing, letting out a grunt, her tongue pausing as she went stiff for a beat, completely paralyzed by what was happening. You weren't far behind though, as Emma's brain was trying to piece together the strange, magically leveraged situation she was in, your brain finally delivered the memo that you were peeing down this girls throat. Before Emma could so much as flinch, you rested an arm on the wall of the shower and leaned forward, pining Emma's head between the wall and your hips and burying your meat deep in her throat. There was nothing she could do anymore, nowhere to retreat and her throat firmly anchored in place thanks to your blessed hog now reaching too deep for her to twist away, all you could do was let out a garbled yell and place her hands on your thighs as she was now rapidly alert and fully awake.

You just continued to empty yourself down her throat, you never actually considered peeing could feel this good.

Mid-stream, Nalini soon appeared, her curvy brown figure on full display, as well as her bruised breasts and your clothes in hand,

"Here's your stuff -" Covering her mouth and taking a deep yawn, Nalini paused before adding a quick, "sir."

After placing your outfit on the sink counter top however she finally cast a sleepy eye over your own naked form through the glass, your relaxed posture and Emma's panicked flailing,

"Glad that wasn't me." She muttered, nearly lost to the sound of the shower and the squeaks of Emma's naked flesh on plastic in her struggle, "Do you have a hair brush I can -" Nalini added in a much louder voice but stopped as she quickly found a comb on the counter and without a word picked it up and began running it through her long, frizzy hair, "Need to get the cum out before work... good enough... I guess." Nalini went back to mumbling to herself surprisingly at home.

You felt your cock twitch as it crossed your mind how much like a girlfriend Nalini felt in that moment, joining you in the bathroom, using your things, the casual attitude towards both of your nudity, and the clear indifference to you burying your cock down a teenager's throat right in front of her.

That last one earned another twitch as your stream finally dripped to an end and you abruptly straightened back up off the shower wall. The moment you gave her the wiggle room, Emma immediately jerked away and began gasping, hacking and heaving,

"Did you fucking... piss down my throat?" Emma squealed in horror between gags, her eyes squeezed shut as the water poured down over her.

At that Nalini paused and glanced over in your direction out of the corner of her eye, but only for a moment before returning to her combing seemingly not very concerned.

That was surely a rhetorical question on Emma's part. Although you'd never had your throat pissed down, you imagined it was a pretty distinct experience,

"Yep. Open." You opted not to dwell on the issue or entertain the girls disgust as you grabbed your cock and slapped it against the top of her head a couple times to prompt her to sit back up.

What was done was done, and you could do whatever sexual deviancy to her you wanted. You were still settling in, but you were quickly getting comfortable with your new way of life.

At your prodding Emma slowly sat back up, and while it was difficult to open her eyes through the water she looked conflicted at obeying. All the same she opened her mouth dutifully, allowing you to quickly slip back inside and begin swabbing your cock around her throat, giving yourself a bit of a spit shine.

What started as a simple shower to wash the sweat and sex smell off of you before you walked up to class, soon turned into a jaunty face fucking. Standing under the shower, your cock down a teenagers throat you didn't want to get out of either of them.

At some point while you enjoyed stay buried as deep down Emma's throat as possible for as long as possible, Nalini had finished her combing and left without a word. You weren't exactly sure how long you'd spent just standing under the warm water, cock stuffed into Emma's mouth but eventually you had to come to terms with the same thing you did every time you had a shower, a morning shower especially. Grabbing Emma by the sides of her head, pushing her back against the shower wall you began to turn your lively face fucking into a brutal skull fucking, her head bouncing of the plastic walls as her throat started to squelch and squeak at the rough plunging and the water flowing down between you splished and splashed with every slap of your hips against her face.

You still had things to do today so you had to hurry and give Emma a throatpie.

It was difficult to enjoy it to it's fullest when you were in a rush, but you managed with sexpertise. Before long you were buried deep down her throat, gritting your teeth and grunting as you gave the girl her breakfast, even if she was no doubt still quite full from the after dinner dessert you kept pouring down her throat most of the night before.

Once you were finally done you quickly went about soaping yourself up while Emma collapsed against the glass barrier on the outer edge of the shower, away from most of the direct water fall while she caught her breath. Once she finally did recover enough, still looking a bit out of it from the piss and probably at least a little because you'd tried to replace her air with your cock for the last several minutes, you decided to help her to her feet so you could both soap each other down.

Much as it would've been cute and romantic in a twisted and kinky way, to stay there for a bit longer, once she stood up and wasn't between your knees anymore, small as she may have been, the shower was still too cramped for a sensual couples bonding moment.

Still, something about a girls soft hands rubbing the soap into you made you feel that much cleaner when it came to finally rinse off and then step out into the cold unforgiven air to towel off and get dressed. Dressed in the clothes Nalini brought you like a good girl.

Once you were done you handed the towel off to Emma to let her use and after checking the time and thankfully having... well enough to spare, you went to the kitchen to look for a quick breakfast. To your surprise though you were met with the smell of no longer frozen breakfast sausages, cheap coffee, and already toasted frozen waffles laid out on the table. Beside them Nalini sat in one of your t-shirts, hanging off her like a dress, her own plate of food, half eaten in front of her while she sipped on a mug of coffee,

"Figured I'd heat up enough for everyone since you two seemed so busy." Nalini yawned upon seeing you in your as of late rarely dressed state, "Hope you don't mind." Her tone suggested more that she didn't care if you minded though.

But to be fair, exhaustion had that effect.

Continuing the fairness you also didn't care in the slightest. You could really start getting used to having girls waiting on you hand and foot, bringing you clothes, scrubbing you down, making your meals.

All those sad lonely guys talking about a woman's place might've been on to something.

As you sat down with your own plate to portion out your own bit of the reheated bachelor chow there was one thing that was off however,

"So I see you're wearing one of my shirts again."

"Y...eah?" Nalini's eyes scrunched up in confusion.

She wasn't sure where this was going but she knew she wasn't going to like it.

"Didn't I say last night I want those girls out all the time from now on?"

"Uh...." Nalini paused and her eyes started to dart around as if she was searching a bookshelf for a margin with the right answer.

You were doing a whole lot last night though so you couldn't fault her for not remembering.

You also might've just have thought about saying it and never actually said it.

"I... have to go in to the bank though. You said I could." Nalini quickly tacked on the reminder that you so graciously gave her that permission.

"Yeah... and you can do it topless from now on." You nodded slowly taking a bite of your food as you did.

"I... I don't have any pants."

Well she could go to work naked for all you cared, in fact that wasn't a bad idea... still though,

"You can wear some of my boxers I think the elastic might be small enough. You've got a pretty nice butt." You leaned over to get a look at her around the table for emphasis.

She certainly wasn't the biggest down there, but you'd bet your underwear would stay up on her pretty well as long as she wasn't running or jumping anywhere, and without a bra that was doubtful anyways.

"You want me to go to work in your boxers?" Nalini whined like an angry teen told to do chores. She knew she was going to have to but still wanted to whine anyways.

"Yes."

"Why?" Nalini crossed her arms and started to pout, "Why are you doing this to me all of a sudden? With my pants off I could just stay behind the counter, but now everyone is going to see-"

"How juicy and perfect your breasts are. Yes. That's the point." You interrupted, quickly shoveling more food into your mouth after another look at the time, just as Emma followed after you out of the washroom, now mostly dry and still naked.

Nalini just glared at you from across the table for a long several seconds before asking,

"Do I really have to?"

"As long as I'm a customer you do." You grunted.

Emma pulled out a chair to join you at the table remaining silent. When she looked at the plate of food Nalini had reheated she didn't touch it however, still looking a bit bloated and nauseous.

Nalini immediately sighed in defeat and threw her arms up in the air before dropping them limply to her sides and started to pout even harder. It took her a good few minutes to turn it over in her mind, enough for you to finish with your plate and dump it in the sink for after class - or if Nalini was still too nice for her own good and got off work before you did, and even after everything you'd done so far. Once Nalini was done thinking however she let out a scoff of annoyance and peeled the shirt off her head and threw it on the floor before stomping off to your room.

For the briefest moments you felt at odds for pushing her buttons again. It was one thing to harass her so you could nut, but was making her do this just because you could proper?

What if she started to hate you?

You weren't exactly sure why you cared, but you did. Up until Nalini stomped back out of your room, her heavy tit's swinging from side to side with every step, completely out of control outside of a bra. Hanging off her slender hips was a baggy, wrinkled up pair of light blue, spotted boxers. The underwear looked big on her, almost comical, but before you could spare another thought to your actions Nalini continued stomping past you and straight for the door,

"I'm going to work." Before slamming the door behind her.

No shirt, no bra, no shoes, no pants, her anger not even a little bit hidden.

You didn't really think that one through very much.

Oh well you'd deal with it later.

Turning back to Emma sitting across from you at the dinner table, still looking a little overstuffed and underhungry she still managed to give you an awed expression as if she couldn't believe what had just happened,

"O...kay... um... So do you have to go to school soon?"

"Yeah probably." You sighed, lifting yourself up and adding your dishes to the sink.

"So guess I'm all alone today again then." Emma just pursed her lips and nodded her head slowly at her self assessment.

It was difficult to read whether that was a good or a bad thing to her, or maybe she was just trying to fill the silence in Nalini's wake, but rather than figure that out you decided to do something else on a whim that could potentially sever more relationships,

"Actually, I was thinking of bringing you along."

"Wh- to class?"

"Yes."

"Um... will I have to stay topless too?"

"Yes."

"I... don't think your underwear will fit me."

"That's fine, you can go out like that. C'mon." You flashed the nervous teen a smile and waved for her to follow you as you made for the front door yourself.

"Huh? Naked?" She gasped, but still followed you, at least for a couple steps, all the same.

"Yes. C'mon, or I'll be late!" You quickly snapped.

"Oh but...." Whatever Emma was thinking on ending that rebuff with, assuming she even had one, died in her throat as she almost unconsciously jumped to obey your order and almost skipped after you and out the door.

This was perhaps the first time you'd actually had her completely naked outside, certainly the first time this early in the day. So far she'd had a shirt that was practically a dress, making the lack of underwear rather moot, but today her pale skin practically glowed in the sunlight as she nervously tried to cover her tiny perky breasts with an arm and her rather large bush with a small hand.

You took a moment to admire her body and her clear embarrassment, but only a moment. Remembering the time you turned on your heel and started walking.

"Um, do I still have to crawl?" Emma squeaked after you, still rooted in place when you looked over your shoulder to regard her slightly too distant voice.

You tried to think for a second, but you'd only told her to follow you on a whim, it seemed like too much thought on the matter now would've been a waste of time,

"Uh, no. Maybe once we're inside the school?" Much like your current future you didn't really have much of a plan for her.

You were just exerting your sexual privileges now because it felt good to **** your powers. As you made for the main building however you had nothing better to do than dwell on your present situation though. Class was the last thing on your mind with a naked high schooler nervously chasing after you.

People were probably going to talk.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?" As if reading your mind, a woman shouted and ran straight at you.

You'd barely made it a hundred steps from your dorm amid the early morning buzz with hundreds of students roaming in every direction, most, if not all eyes on you even before you were being bared down on by an angry woman.

In hindsight you were kind of impressed it took so long,

"Huh?" You dimly stammered as the woman stopped in front of huffing and puffing.

Despite only making it up to your chin, she looked livid and ready to start a fight,

"What the fuck happened to her clothes, why are you just dragging her around like that?"

So she just assumed you were the source of the problem. Emma couldn't possibly have been the streaker of her own free will.

She wasn't wrong, and Emma clearly looked uncomfortable and she clung to you like you were her handler or something... but still...rude.

"Uh, her job?" Completely unprepared, the simple, absurd truth was the best you had.

"Her j- what the fuck kind of job do you expect me to believe she has?" The woman huffed.

By now people weren't just staring, many had stopped to watch and you saw a couple random dudes start to posture in the distance like they were contemplating getting involved too.

Raising your own voice to match her indignant tone you shouted back,

"The meat department, at the food-whole!"

"The...." The words slowly sunk and the magic slowly took hold, you could practically see her brain shutting down in an effort to process this as her bristled posture deflated completely.

In an instant the tension disappeared from the growing crowd, you could even hear some chuckles as they almost seamlessly returned to their previous paths like a swarm of NPC's.

In a crude and slightly mocking effort to speed her understanding along you grabbed your junk for emphasis, drawing the once angry, now embarrassed woman's attention.

"I... uh, s-sorry...."

"Where do you work?" You quickly queried the moment she uttered her concession.

"What? I don't... why?" She was completely thrown by the shifting in topic along with her humiliating mistake, but she was immediately back on alert at the personal probing.

"Just curious." You shrugged.

"Uh... I'm between jobs right now... and I'm gonna be late for class." Her face going beet red the would-be heroine lowered her head and quickly raced off in a seemingly random direction, disappearing into the dispersing crowd.

Guess that would've been a bit too easy if she had a fast food job nearby or something.

Maybe she was lying though. Either way with that embarrassing situation dealt with, the stares directed your way from there were almost entirely directed towards Emma now, who despite the lack of protection from the elements was glowing pink at the attention although her attention was glued to the mortified woman's back up until she disappeared into the crowd,

"You like her?"

"What? Um... n- I mean... she seemed nice?"

"Not disappointed you didn't get to watch me fuck her?"

"Uh -ahah, I, uh, don't think she liked you." Emma gave a nervous laugh, blushing at the insinuation, still covering herself as she followed you inside the main building.

"Doesn't need to if she has a job to do, right?" You cocked an eyebrow at the girl.

She should know better than anyone.

Despite the rather ominous and threatening undertones to the very nature of your socioeconomic evaluation, Emma gave a small smirk and shrugged her shoulders before slowly and haltingly uncovering herself and dropping to the floor as you both passed through the school doors,

"I mean... I'd rather, uh, y'know... help? She was okay though... but a bit too... booky." Maintaining conversation while trying to crawl through the busy halls and not get kicked in the face or tripped over was clearly a struggle for her.

Seeing just how difficult it was you slowed down to match her pace and wordlessly stepped around her to usher her closer to the walls to help keep her out of the way,

"So not your type?"

You'd found an effective solution to make it to your first class, which was thankfully close to the front entrance, but it was clear that despite how eye catching a naked girl crawling around was, some people still didn't pay enough attention.

Maybe a bright leash and collar would help. People didn't have nearly as much trouble navigating around dogs in public after all.

"No, not really." Emma sounded almost apologetic for having her own tastes.

"Then see anybody you do like?" You asked the question just as you made it to class, minutes before it was scheduled to start so the amount of eye candy to pick from thinned significantly, but Emma looked around like an excited puppy all the same.

From what you knew from existing and talking to people for about two decades now, bisexual people didn't particularly enjoy being grilled on their sexual interests like a threesome vending machine but Emma, in this dynamic of fully accepting her spot as your rented out sex pet seemed more than happy to try and sniff out a toy to play with. Even just hypothetically.

While you were in with only minutes to spare, the professor still wasn't at their desk, so you continued to take your time finding a seat while Emma continued to look around frantically at the faces of your classmates.

Frankly, there weren't too many to pick from, you'd forgotten, and right now honestly didn't care what this class was about, but only about half the seats were filled. All eyes were watching you and the naked teen at your heels, but whether your shouting out front had some how carried an effect throughout the school, or nobody in this class was quite as confrontational as that girl out front was, no one was making a move to approach or even speak to you.

It took Emma a minute to notice anyone 'her type' from her position, but as you passed a desk halfway towards the front Emma paused and yipped,

"Her..." Emma's excitement turned to nervousness as she tried to answer in a low voice, but it was impossible for her to keep anything a secret in the middle of the small room while crawling around at your knees.

The girl in question clearly heard and was quite plainly paying attention as she was watching you and Emma stroll through the room with wide eyes. Once you stopped and she saw Emma nodding in her direction however she flinched and cocked an eyebrow,

"H-huh?" She was completely dumbfounded at the cold callout.

You stopped for a moment to eye her up and down. You'd definitely seen her around class before and checked her out more than once yourself. She was a trim brunette, straight shoulder length hair, and today was wearing tight yoga pants and a faded pink, long sleeved crop top which did it's job of showing off her slender, tight stomach very well.

Giving the confused classmate a friendly smile, you took a seat right next to her. Out of the corner of your eye you could clearly see her shuffle away, not nearly as subtly as she was trying to seem, towards the furthest edge of her desk. It wasn't all that much further away, but it was the thought that counts.

Shooting the girl another look, and raising an eyebrow in faux confusion you leaned back in your seat and began undoing the fly of your pants. You'd only just washed the sweat stink from you, but you'd learned that for whatever reason going a full school day without sex wasn't very pleasant, an apparent restriction of the wallet, so there was even less reason to hold back now.

"What are you doing?" The girl next to you gave a nervous, uncomfortable chuckle and looked around the room to make sure she wasn't alone in watching you expose yourself in the middle of class while making eye contact with her.

Before answering you flopped you meat out of your pants. Even soft it was clear you were packing and as shocked as the girl was by your act, for a moment that shock was transformed into a mix of scandalized respect. Clearly a hot college girl like her was past the point of blushing at a mere flasher, and clearly seen enough dicks to give your magically enhanced member due respect for it's size. All the same though this wasn't really the time or the place, and she gave a nervous chuckle at the sight.

"Just taking advantage of some good customer service." You shrugged at the girl before looking away and gesturing for Emma to get between your knees.

"Uhm, o-okay...." Emma proving the most nervous of all at the now very public show, and with the girl she'd just admitted to you she thought was hot no less having the front row seat to it, crawled around under the desk before pausing on her hands and knees, eye to eye with your one-eyed beast.

You had to admit while you acted with confidence, whipping it out and parading around a naked girl was still an very awkward experience it went against every social norm you knew. Somehow though, the fact Emma wasn't immediately **** on your cock in public was the most awkward part of all.

You shouldn't have said it was good customer service, you over hyped her.

For a couple awkward seconds Emma just stared and the girl to your right just watched expectantly. You were about to break the tension by grabbing Emma by the head and barking some kind of order, but before you could recover enough to do so, Emma gave an anxious whimper and leaned forward on her hands giving your cock a quick peck on the tip. Once she started she seemed to gain some confidence in continuing, giving you cock a few licks across the top before bouncing back to kisses. It honestly felt like what you assumed a blowjob from a dog would be like. A very hot dog mind you.

"I said good, not great." You cleared your throat and joked towards the girl beside you.

It struck you that this might've been the first time you'd taken Emma by herself. She was great as an extra set of holes to add to an orgy, and she did fine with proper instruction but she clearly didn't have enough experience to easily recall what it was she was supposed to do. Of course, there was really only one way to worship a cock wrong, she was getting the job done, but if you hadn't destroyed her holes yourself you'd have thought she was a complete virgin.

"Haha! Is this your first time giving a blowjob?" Your classmate chuckled.

As soon as Emma started to demonstrate her hospitality whatever tension was left in the air completely vanished. Both from the girl right next to you but also from the entire air of the class. You'd did your best to ignore the awkward silence, but now the casual air and scattered conversations started up again.

It's like they didn't believe you. The nerve. You were glad you'd never tried to make friends in this stupid class. Whatever it was for.

"Um n-no... not really." Emma yipped back at the girl before resuming her worship, her face a couple shades pinker now.

"Hah. It's a yes or no question, what do you mean not really?" The girl chuckled again, a wide grin on her face and pearly white teeth on display as she seemed genuinely amused.

"I've face-fucked her a few times before this, but so far she's had someone else to help her out." You helpfully explained on Emma's behalf.

The teen gave a quick nod and a squeak of affirmation.

"She mostly like to stick to my balls though." You added with a grin.

This time Emma didn't stop her worshipping. You were telling the truth, but she didn't seem eager to admit to it.

"Ooooh, I see now." The girl nodded sagely, "They really should've given you more training before throwing you into the deep end like this."

"Actually, John told me to follow him today." Emma wasn't making eye contact, but she had for more confidence in her voice.

"Oh so this is your fault?" The girl still had a jovial air about her but she immediately sounded less impressed.

What was your fault? This lackluster blowjob? Emma must've been getting back at you for calling her a ball sucker to a cute girl...,

"Whoa whoa, hey. I can't take the whole stores staff to suck my cock can I?"

"Mmm... you could've at least brought along someone more experienced." The girl tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, still friendly but still giving you a disapproving glare nonetheless, but only for a moment. Returning her attention back to Emma the girl quickly added, "You starting too quickly, you don't need to start sucking right away just cuz it's a blowjob."

"Wha - what d'you mean?" Emma was completely caught off guard by the advice and stopped her worship cold so she could look properly confused.

"I mean if he's not hard right out of the gate you can use your hands. Jerk him off, or just feel around."

"Uh, like this?" Being put on the spot Emma seemed to have forgotten everything she knew about sex.

Sitting back on her heels and shuffled forward between your knees proper, Emma awkwardly grabbed your cock with both hands, but pointed in opposite directions like she was getting ready to open a jar of pickles, before just as clumsily pumping her hand like she was cocking a shotgun.

"No -hahaha, no I mean...." Both the girl and some other curious bystanders you were now very aware of gave a chuckle at Emma's - and by extension your - expense.

The girl however trailed off and began getting out of her seat while bunching up her hair behind her head, expertly knotting it into a loose ponytail,

"Here let me show you. I mean if you don't mind." While she got up almost immediately, all too eager to help out a sister, she stopped cold once she realized she might be stepping on some toes.

"N-no, not at all!" Emma squeaked instantly, but flicked her eyes up to you a couple times.

"Oh right, and if you don't mind too." The girl gave you a bright smile while confidently dropping to her knees and sidling up beside Emma without waiting for an answer.

Asking for your permission to touch your cock was an afterthought to her? The nerve!

"Ahah, actually I think I'd be more comfortable if you got naked too." Under the eyes of your classmates you quite easily managed to sound convincingly nervous and uncomfortable.

Despite your stellar performance the girl once again cocked her head and shot you the same disapproving, unimpressed glare from before.

"Or at least get down to your underwear...." You grumbled in defeat.

You were getting too greedy.

Much to your surprise though, after rolling her eyes she didn't hesitate to grab the hem of her croptop and start peeling it off.

Emma quickly added, her own eyes going as wide as yours while a couple other classmates started to hoot,

"You probably want to he can cum a lot. It can't be normal."

While you didn't appreciate the phrasing, the girl seemed much happier to kick off her shoes and pull down her pants after Emma's advice, and confidently tossed them into the aisle between desks until she was down to her her plum coloured underwear and some cute, white ankle socks. As she lifted her legs to pull the yoga pants off you also took note that her plum panties were a g-string, swallowed by her small but perky ass the way g-strings tended to do.

"Better?" She sneered at you playfully once she was nearly naked.

"I appreciate it." You snickered back, unable to stop your cock from twitching as a powerful rush of blood started to fill it at this completely unexpected turn of events.

"I bet." A twitch that didn't go unnoticed, "I'm Irina by the way." She added quickly turning to direct the introduction to Emma.

"Oh, Emma."

"Figured we should be introduced at least if we're going to be sharing a cock."

"I'm John." You interrupted.

"So, it's pretty easy to turn a guy on, especially one you've just met. I mean I just had to get here and...." Irina nodded towards your slowly rising cock.

...and otherwise ignoring you.

"But even if he's shy or you've been together for awhile - or they're just ungrateful that you're there, you don't have to blow 'em up like a balloon."

All you did was whip your cock out in front of her, was this teasing really necessary?

"I mean, I know you don't actually-" Emma, missing the point of the metaphor quickly tried to defend herself but Irina quickly headed her off,

"I know, just - here." Interrupting, Irina quickly realized demonstrating would be simplest.

Grabbing your cock with a shocking amount of confidence Irina quickly began her blowjob lesson,

"See he's already getting hard, but if he's not getting their right away, honestly you just have to feel him up. Just go on and grab somewhere."

Thrusting your rapidly hardening cock towards Emma like it was some sort've floppy dildo Irina cold slender fingers were quickly replaced by Emma's clammy, slender fingers.

"Uh, just... hold it?" Emma asked her impromptu teacher.

Neither of them were even acknowledging you beyond your cock anymore.

"Yeah, pretty much. You can still kiss and lick the tip, but you don't need to work the whole thing unless you're trying to deepthroat him and I mean, generally that's not for beginners... and also you aren't usually blowing a horse." Irina gestured up and down your length, just in case Emma missed another metaphor, "You can also just hold his balls while you're at it. Just letting the little guy - usually little guy, know that there's some fun in store is enough."

This time, wordlessly taking her cue, Emma cupped your balls in her small hand, struggling to contain your new and improved pair while slowly hefting them up and down.

Just grabbing and flopping around your tool kit wasn't the most stimulating of experiences, but you had to give Irina credit where credit was due, she knew her way around a dick. You hardly needed the extra encouragement to reach full mast once she got on her knees, never mind losing most of her clothes but you were about to be on the edge of your seat, and shoving your nuts in both of their faces to see what the next lesson was, as luck would have it though -whether good or bad was undecided, Irina was quick to continue and you remained where you sat, using the entire chair while these girls were practicing sex ed on you.

"And you're already good to go, but just for the future, in case he's still holding out on you...." Pausing for a moment, Irina reached out a hand and squeezed your thigh... then started to stroke it, "There's more than just the cock and balls to play with." She flashed Emma a smile and jabbed her chin towards your other thigh.

Immediately releasing your cock, hooked on the slightly older girls every word, Emma obediently and enthusiastically started to mimic her, petting the inside of your thigh while doing her best to watch from around your proudly bouncing cock.

"Just remember, where you can kiss and lick you can also touch and if our valued customer here," Irina finally acknowledged you with a sarcastic roll of her eyes in your direction, suggesting you weren't nearly as valued as her sex demo was implying, "had taken off his pants it'd be better for the both of us. But there's still places for a creative girl to go...."

Without warning, Irina's hand raced up your thigh and you instinctively sucked in your stomach as her cold fingers ran up it, peeling up your shirt so she could plant kisses just inches over your waistline. Completely enraptured, Emma was quick to follow, doing the exact same without prompting but much more clumsily. You couldn't help but moan, surprised, but undeniably enjoying the unexpected pleasure of two girls kissing up and down your body.

"Damn, can you teach my girlfriend how to do that?" One of your classmates enjoying the show called out, "All she ever does is suck, none of this fancy stuff!"

"And that's not enough?" One of his friends added.

"I mean, yeah... but I want me some of that too now!"

There was a smattering of chuckles and Irina seemed extra proud of the approval to her dick sucking skills, but her focus still was on teaching Emma,

"There's literally a million things you can do to get him hard before you start sucking him off, but since you're trying to get a job done here not entertain a boyfriend that should be more than enough, now comes the actual sucking."

You were so lost in the foreplay of both of their mouths and delicate hands that even if you were prepared for the sudden shift to sucking, you were still completely shocked when Irina opened her mouth and without warning stretched her lips over the head of your cock and started sucking hard while twisting her head around like she was trying to screw her head onto your girthy meat, before just as quickly pulling off with a slurp, "Go ahead." Irina ordered Emma, sounding a bit excited in her own right now as she licked her lips and wiped up her spit.

Though maybe you were being biased because you were so horny.

Emma was already completely on board and nothing changed just because her teacher seemed to be getting a bit too into the lesson. Without wasting a second Emma sucked onto your slobbery crown and did her best to mimic her mentor. Emma's bobbing was slow and awkward compared to Irina's pornstar fluidity, but sucking was sucking as far as you were concerned.

"And like I said, deepthroating is fine if he's a human size, but you don't have to go straight to the balls to make it good." Lifting herself up on her knees, Irina gently pushed on Emma's shoulder, prompting her off of you.

All too eager to further show off her prowess, Irina dove back in as soon as Emma was off of you, almost knocking heads, and that was something you weren't just imagining with a horny slanted mind.

Greedily taking back over, Irina started by spitting out a thick drop of saliva over your cock, as if the sloppy slurping both her and Emma just gave you wasn't messy enough, before going down on you, diving forward until you hit the back of her throat and began bobbing vigorously, probably for an amazing thirty seconds, not that you were in a good place to try and keep count, before pulling off of you with a deep breath,

"Enthu...siasm... is plenty!" Giving instructions while also pounding her own throat was probably one of the only things she wasn't trained in if your cock was any judge.

You were near to bursting already, so it was difficult to argue.

Emma was quick to take back the reins once Irina offered your dick to her, and while going straight up and down was something Emma was much better at than the fancy flourish and twist maneuver she had just tried to copy, she also couldn't go as far down as Irina could before you battered the back of her throat, she had enthusiasm down pat, matching Irina's speed perfectly while said girl kept a hand around your base as if she was helping to keep you steady for her.

You just had to show your appreciation by patting Emma on the head with a groan. You were quickly interrupted however by a shrill screech,

"Sorry I was running a little late class I - what in gods name is going on?"

Average height, slender figure, wearing a red vest over a white undershirt with a red knee-length skirt and red high heels, even with red lipstick to match was the teacher for this class. She was an older woman in her mid-to-late-forties but she was aging very well, crows feet and laugh lines in all the right places. Her blonde hair was slowly fading to grey, tied up in a neat bun but the confidence to leave the change gradual made it just the right shade. Her red half-moon glasses were nearly falling off her nose as she clutched a stack of papers to her chest, her eyes nearly bugging out of her head as she whipped her head around, first to you and your exposed cock, but then to over the rest of the class who had seemingly unanimously decided to gather around to watch.

"Customer service." You groaned simply, too close to the edge to properly think.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Bright mustered herself to her full, perfectly average height, not at all mollified by the explanation, in fact it just seemed to turn her shock into anger, at you.

"I'm - hah... from the deli...." Emma just as winded as Irina was tried to gasp out helpfully.

"And this is a classroom! Does miss Candor work with you too?"

It was difficult to tell if your teacher was properly understanding your privileges or not given her argument, but she picked the worst possible time to interrupt,

"She was just helping out while we waited for you to show up." You snapped back.

Like a bunch of school children, the scattering of the school young adults watching the new dramatic twist unfolding let out a hoot of awe at your sick burn.

What's more, you finally found something to dampen her outrage by turning this on her, stunning her and leaving her gawping like a fish giving you enough time to whine,

"I'm just about to cum, just let me finish!"

"You're - excuse me? That language is highly-" Mrs. Bright started to stammer and her cheeks started to go pink, but before she could recover a proper rebuttal, Irina spoke over her,

"This ones on me."

While her words were directed at Emma, she just opened her throat and buried your cock down it like an over-enthusiastic seagull proving her skills in one quick dunk of her head. It wasn't entirely effortless, as she came back up with tears in her eyes, but that seemed to be just an involuntary reaction to the sheer size of you invading her throat, because she was undeterred and went back for seconds, and thirds.... This was the first time with your new dick that you'd had some one go down so deep and so fast with so little effort on your part. You were so amazed at just how deft and flexible her throat was you just about came from the display of skill and **** her throat was capable of taking, which made it that much easier to cum given the fact it was your cock that her throat was being put to the test on.

Mrs. Bright went right back to stammering in shock and awe as Irina throated you and began making wet and sloppy noises that would make a nun faint, but when you let out a groan and instinctively doubled over, grabbing Irina by the head and burying yourself down her throat as you unleashed into her, your teacher finally shut her mouth with a click of her teeth, and turned on her heel, her face now matching her outfit as she quickly shouted over her shoulder,

"Just don't...do that anymore. This is a business management class not some back alley!"

You were too busy blasting a fat nut down you classmates throat to really care what backhanded comment she had to make. You were pleased to finally remember what class you were in though. Despite the size of you, and the steady stream of tears now running down her cheeks Irina seemed right at home suctioned on to your cock, her throat even convulsing in time with your throbbing, squeezing out that much more after every burst of cum.

While bent over her head however you caught sight of your teachers rapidly retreating rear, her tight cheeks clearly outlined by her nearly as tight skirt, and you glanced over at Emma and groaned,

"What do you think of her?"

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