A man drained dry

Jesse practically burst through the unlocked door into Daniel’s office. All he really wanted to do was go to bed and sleep off the stresses of this day… But he dare not fail to achieve his very first ever homework assignment, certainly not after already being punished for missing half of his first lesson.

“I need some help with my homework, can I please suck your...” He began, before rapidly pulling short.

Daniel was indeed sat at his desk… but so was Claire. He had the small, flexible girl’s knees up to about the level of her ears on each side and was sliding in and out of her back passage. The lithe creature was steadying her light frame against the arms of his chair and giving out a whole series of lurid squeaks. This was the first time Jesse had seen her since finding out she had once been a ‘Carl’ ...and seeing her completely naked in this position sent strange shivers throughout his body. He couldn’t help but stare at the perfect, little shaved pussy she seemed to have and the way her ass just seemed to gulp down the pillar of flesh impaling it. The memory of that heavy, metallic lump being embedded in his own rear came rushing back. Somehow he felt hollow without it… just for a moment.

“Oh… not another one…” Panted Daniel, clearly at a point in the proceedings where he couldn’t stop, even at this slack-jawed intrusion. “I’m sorry Jess… I don’t think I’ve got another one- *ahhhh*… in me…”

He collapsed gasping back into his seat, while clearly cumming heavily into Claire’s rectum. Jesse could practically see the girl twitching as each sputtering expulsion went off inside of her. She slipped herself straight off of him and stretched her arms upwards, ignoring the trickle of creamy-white liquid already beginning to slide down her inner leg.

Daniel looked absolutely exhausted, his penis flopping listlessly to one side as it deflated. “These first few days while you all get used to your new study systems nearly kill me… every year. I’m sorry Jesse but you should have got in line earlier… I’ve got nothing left to give…”

Claire was staring at the other teen her age with slightly patronising confusion though. “You’ve just got to suck one cock… is that it?”

Jesse nodded, somehow feeling he was being judged. But the naked girl took him by the wrist and led him out of the room without another word.

“I had to take one load from a different person in each of my pussies.” She offered, calmly and informatively, as they wandered down the corridor. When even this caused Jesse to have that dim, nonplussed look on his face she further clarified: “One man fucked my face-pussy on the walk home, Whitney did my front pussy during dinner and now Daniel’s finished off in my ass-pussy… They said it would help to start getting everything as stretched out as possible now… before things really started getting interesting.”

The calm way she just relayed this, without a blink at describing her mouth as a ‘face-pussy’, unsettled Jesse to the core. Here he was still shaking after a few street punks had masturbated onto him and it’d taken twice as long as anybody else to stuff a plug in… While this small, quiet creature who only stood up to about his shoulder just jumped up and walked away from an anal ravaging without a second’s thought. How was she only a ‘3rd class fucktoy’ and he, some kind of sought-after investment in ‘perfection’? He guessed that much the same thoughts were passing through her head, as the girl dragged him on towards her own shared room.