A Confontation

‘What in the everlasting cocksucking FUCK is going on in here?’ Felicity demanded standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips, her absolutely massive knockers sticking out in front of her, crammed into an incredibly tight t-shirt with the words 18 INCHES emblazoned on the front of it in lurid pink lettering, her white PVC lab coat trailing behind her, her visibly glistening pink pussy open to the air, still favouring the red eight-inch heeled vinyl platform soled thigh length boots. A white latex cap sat on her head.

The vision was so striking, it had the effect of doing two things. Firstly, the room hushed to near-silence, the entire class rendered stock still as the vision of the pornified, mega-jugged school nurse stood in the doorway, obviously somewhat nonplussed and annoyed. That meant everyone. Secondly, one of the less well-adjusted and advanced male students on the back row of seats let out a yelp as a really heavy bolt of precum rippled out of his cock and ended up aching over the desks in front of him to splatter all over Titania Titts on the first row.

Other than that there was dead, apprehensive calm.

‘O shit,’ said Candi, quietly, her eyes bugging wide, her hand clasped over her mouth.

‘Shit’s gonna hit the fan…’ said Titania, with the boy that was titfucking her even stuck halfway through his thrusts between her massive cans.

The only thing that hadn’t stopped in the room was the way that Charles was slowly and sensually rocking his hips to slide his massive meaty schlong into Vixen’s broadly distended asshole, the gorgeous two-tone haired scientist whore writhing passionately beneath him as she accepted the thrusts that slowly shifted her bowels around inside of her. At present Charles had hold of Vixen’s ankles and had her slender and muscularly accentuated legs splayed wide as he concentrated on sawing his bulging monstercock into her tight ass, her massive knockers sticking upwards in a pair of immense mounds on her chest. Vixen’s head lolled to one side, and she turned it to the doorway and addressed Felicity.

‘Charles is getting some prime-grade anal action, Nursey… O yeah…’ her eyes rolled up to the top of her head, and then she said to Charles, ‘ruin my asshole you mutant monstercock motherfucker!’

The class as a whole murmured quietly to each other. The tension in the room was gathering electrically. They could tell that a showdown was imminent. Stormclouds were gathering as Nurse Pennyweather knitted her brows together.

‘Nursey, is it?’ Nurse Pennyweather said, folding her arms across her sizeable chest.

‘I’m assuming you actually have medical qualifications,’ Vixen replied, through sensual, throaty grunts, ‘as far as I can tell you don’t need any to totter around the school inflating dicks willy-nilly with my formulas and getting fucked every which way.’

Nurse Pennyweather draw herself up haughtily and attempted to rise above the goading, ‘I would be quite pleased to show you a copy of my medical diploma. The original was unfortunately destroyed in an unfortunate surgery-based accident.’

‘I bet it was,’ sniffed Vixen, before turning her head upwards to look at Charles, winking before waggling her tongue lasciviously at him. ‘Meanwhile Charles would have no reason to suspect my credentials. He simply has to ask if he wants to see either of my PhD theses… yeah, fuck me, stud!’

With this statement, Vixen yanked her boob tube down and allowed her massive funbags to spring free, the enormous globes jiggling on her chest, the shapes of the rockhard orbs staying precisely spherical. On seeing Vixen’s massive norks, Nurse Pennyweather’s hand betrayed her, slowly sliding down her taut, muscular belly to reach the uppermost part of her bald pussy. Charles’s thrusts were slowly beginning to speed up, the scientist starting to slide more and more of his eighteen-inch member into Vixen’s divine butt, until the hulking meat was threaded further and further until he bottomed out in the good doctor’s booty and his abdomen slapped against her pussy.

‘Now, if you’ll excuse us, Nurse, Charles is tearing up my asshole,’ Vixen said, before baring her teeth at Charles, ‘O yes stud, yes stud, GET THAT ASSHOLE!!’

At this point, up on the dais, from behind the teacher’s desk, a figure stood up. Delicate, slender, female, except with absolutely massive jugs sticking out of her chest, and wearing a skintight, figure hugging micro-mini leopard-print dress that was mostly darker in colour everywhere except in a few patches which weren’t completely drenched, the figure looked slightly disorientated and somewhat unsteady.

‘Hi Nurse Pennyweather,’ said the cum-drenched girl.

‘”Slutty” Sanddy Sexton,’ said Nurse Pennyweather, recognising the girl that had been slurping on the business-end of Charles’s monster prong in the picture text that she had been sent a short while ago. Felicity whistled, ‘fuck, Charles really went to town on you, didn’t he?’

‘I got fucking blasted!’ said the teen happily, as she held her hands up above her head, shook her lithe, sexy hips and jiggled her monster tits. Thick, white cum that had stuck where it landed on her decorated her in stripes, and ropes and laces were dangling from her chin and jaw.

‘Fuck, that is a lot of cum,’ Nurse Pennyweather agreed, as Sanddy giggled and winked at Robert, blowing him an air kiss. ‘You were sucking Charles off when he sent me that text.’

‘Uhhh… yeah…’ Sanddy said evasively, her smile fixed, eyes darting to the side as she started to sidle off the raised platform at the front of the classroom, ‘what can I say, I’m a slut for huge cock, right baby?’ Sanddy directed her question at Robert, her boyfriend, who was presently being anally ridden by the teenage pornqueen Diamond Gazongas.

‘Oh yeah, total slut,’ Robert agreed, ‘she’ll suck anyone’s dick.’

‘What’s all this about texts?’ Vixen cut in, as Charles hammered away at her tight but elastically stretchable asshole. ‘I received a text from Charles this morning that featured that little whore.’

‘Don’t – blame –me –guys –‘ Sanddy said with a suspicious, frozen smile as she inched from the dais back into the classroom, ‘I’m just a girl that answered a science question right.’

‘Yeah, so she could get up there and smoke on her teacher’s meat pole!’ Candi Hart retorted from the class.

‘Well, is that so bad?’ said Sanddy performatively, coming up to Candi and jiggling her tits in her face, Candi slurping errant strands of Charles’s thick semen as they roped off her. ‘Hey Robert,’ Sanddy suggested as Candi smacked her lips all over her massive tits, ‘how about I do an ass to mouth and then you can slide your dick between my cum-lubed knockers?’

Meanwhile, at the front of the classroom, Nurse Pennyweather had made it up to the dais where Charles was analizing Vixen, who was now squirting gloriously. From their perspective, the class would have only been able to see Vixen’s wild, voluminous, two-tone hair, two massive fleshy domes sticking up out of her chest, and a series of fountain-like squirts shooting up periodically to splatter Charles’ chest. Looking down at her adversary, Felicity could see that Vixen’s eyes were white, rolled up in the top of her head, and her tongue was lolling out.

‘Fuck me, Charles, you’re breaking her!’

‘Never mind, Felicity!’ announced Charles, ‘we have you as a super qualified medical professional to put her back together again!’