Classroom chaos

Courtney's eyes are locked on the desk in front of her, where Mrs. Shaw shares kiss after kiss with an increasingly pliable Kevin. Her hands roam through his hair and across his back before she pulls back with a smile. Courtney is initially puzzled as the bespectacled teacher climbs onto Kevin's desk before she lifts her skirt, revealing dripping lips capped by a dark thicket of hair. She crooks her fingers with a smile and the honors student eagerly begins exploring her snatch.

"Mmm, that's it, stud," she purrs. Mrs. Shaw slowly unbuttons her shirt, a plain but overtaxed bra coming into view. With a flourish, she tosses her shirt to the floor, the bra quickly following. Courtney sees her teacher's full buoyant tits, jiggling ever so slightly as her fellow senior eats out Mrs. Shaw.

Courtney's attention is shattered as a puff of breath hits her ear. "Mmm, look at him putting that tongue to work. I could go for some of that attention right now, couldn't you?" the previously forgotten Jenny says.

"What? No..." Courtney says, but Jenny continues as if not listening at all.

"Or maybe get a taste of teach myself," she says. "Shaw is looking fine today, with those girls out." The teacher gives a little shimmy, sending her titties dancing. "I bet that pussy is to die for too. Look at Kevin practically inhaling it."

The teen indeed is completely absorbed in the snatch of their formerly standoffish teacher. If anything, his pace has increased as he moves his mouth around her slit and arcs his tongue through her pussy, lapping at her folds. His hands knead and slap Shaw's ass roughly.

Despite Courtney's best intentions, she find Kevin's whole-hearted effort and Mrs. Shaw's commanding presence and obvious enjoyment arousing. It's like some demented porno come to life just steps away.

"Of course they're not the only show in town," Jenny's voice cuts in again. A soft yet firm hand pulls Courtney to her feet, and there's Ella right next to her, her mouth parted ever so slightly, her nipples hard points under her top, a hand vanishing into her jeans where it caresses with obvious intent. Her brunette classmate was obviously as taken with the show as she was if not more so.

"Maybe you want to help a girl out? Or maybe ... you want to enter the main event." Jenny spins her head between her palms and Courtney's eyes widen at the debauched orgy that has consumed the rest of the classroom. Nearly all the students are coupling in twos and threes in what can only be called a pornucopia of poses as they give in to the strange savage hunger.

Cindy is bent over a desk, Mark plugging the library assistant from behind as he fulfills her earlier request. Her blond bob shakes with his thrusts.

Allie's pigtails bounce as the brunette cheerleader sweeps her tongue along Samantha's dark pussy. The newspaper editor returns the favor in kind below her.

Yvette rides Mike on a space cleared on the floor, the track star after a different kind of endurance record today. Andy and Jim surround the couple, the former putting his journalistic skills to work the scene on his phone. Whether the video of the willowy blond with flowing hair and the varsity tennis player will be watchable is debatable, though, with the boys stroking as they watch the fucking.

Also coupling on the floor are Rachel and Steve. The slender Vietnamese girl and her fellow member of the school band make new music. They spoon with his arm across her breasts and her pants still around her ankles.

Against the wall, Daequan slams into Nora's thick ass as she profanely urges him on. The volleyball star's mocha skin shines as she takes the class vice president's thick cock deep and hard.

Nearby Julie rocks back and forth on a desk, Tommy driving into her from a standing position. The backup quarterback pistons into the brunette cheerleader, her strong legs locked behind his back as she looks to quench her sudden desire, or at least to take the edge off so she can get back to ... things she's sure are important, but oh, god, this feels so good.

The final seven students in the class are clustered in two groups on the floor. Julie's paler, thinner twin, Kimmy, is the meat in a spit roast, with Raul the chess player plowing her from behind as he grips her braided ponytail and debate team captain Luke filling her mouth.

Next to them yearbook photographer Molly is at the center of quite a scene. The freckled redhead has her legs spread wide as Amy dines on the treat within. The Korean softball player's thick ass begs for attention as she works Molly's pussy, but it's the redhead who's further occupied. On one side she diddles Katherine's twat, while on the other she jerks Johnny's cock.

Just when Courtney thinks she's seen it all, she jumps as a pounding on the door pulls her attention in yet another direction.

"Open the fucking door! Please, hurry!" a disheveled-looking Annette Harris screams, smacking on the door and jiggling the knob. But the effort is short lived, as what can only be called a crimson behemoth appears behind the art teacher and plants its hands on either side of her, pinning her against the glass.

"Got you!" it says. "Now let's sculpt a masterpiece." Courtney can't see what happens next, but the curly-haired teacher's hips rocking into the door and wails and moans can only mean one thing.

"Well, I guess there's no use pretending anymore," Jenny's husky voice says behind her. A puzzled Courtney turns around to see a statuesque version of Jenny, with golden eyes aflame in her red horned face. A prehensile tail waves threateningly behind her, as do a pair of large batlike wings. Mrs. Shaw sports the same crimson skin and horns as she and Kevin crash together feverishly on his desk.