A taste of cooperation

Once all was said and done… there were five groups of four students all bound together by the metal plugs shoved securely into their rears. Jesse shuffled awkwardly with the feel of the thing resting inside of him, constantly convinced it was about to fall out. This resulted in him standing upright with his thighs clenched together, ankles turned out as if he desperately needed the bathroom. A glance around revealed several others giving off similar signals, picking out those that were not used to such treatment.

The seniors had returned to stand beside Ms Julian at the bottom of the staircase, each returning to their individual aspect of loveliness without a hair out of place. The teacher herself stepped forward once more to offer one last instruction.

“Excellent! Well now that is out of the way… in a moment we will lead you upstairs to your classroom where one of my colleagues will begin the first of your actual lessons at this school. However, it is important that you always remember to thank those who help you with your education in any way, be that by guiding you, teaching you or punishing you… Therefore the first group task for each team of four of you, will be to bring one of us to climax orally. You will get down on your knees, and begin immediately.”

As one, the class descended… though there was some degree of anxious shuffling as those still unused to high-heels or butt-plugs worked out the practicalities of those extra complications. There seemed to be no particular assignment as to which group serviced who… so Jesse caught a smile from the tall, thin senior and hoped that she might reach them first. It was not to be, however… The one that he had now internally labelled as ‘The Menace in Frills’ made a beeline for his group. She paid little attention to him, but the teen realised the pupil on the far end of his chain was the other underwear-offendee… who the Menace had practically ripped free of her fancy lingerie. This was definitely some sort of power play.

She said nothing when she arrived though. Simply standing over them as they worked out the mechanics of shuffling forward on their knees while still tangled together by quite short chains. Inevitably, the tent-like nature of her thousand, hooped skirts meant they all had to crawl inside to find a hot and enclosed space surrounding her smooth and dainty legs. What was not so expected, was the absolutely humongous cock and balls that lay drooping inside there. Jesse had never dreamed one could grow so big… especially on a young lady who couldn’t be much taller than him. The two who were in the centre of his chain-gang set to work on it at once… clearly more than a little practiced at the art of spreading saliva over a shaft of waiting flesh.

Which left him face to face with the lingerie-less daddy’s girl, who still looked a little red-eyed and teary from that whole exchange. She was big-eyed and pretty… wearing a lot more makeup than he was and with her shoulder-length, blonde hair tied up in cutesy, little pigtails.

“Come on then!” She half-barked, half whispered to him. “Let’s get this over with quickly…”

But Jesse didn’t quite know what to do to help… there wasn’t enough room for him to squeeze in around the front and get access to that swelling penis. He supposed he could slip between her legs and do something with her testicles…?

“Oh, for heaven’s sake-” Huffed his partner. “Like this!”

She then promptly stretched herself up and spread their hostess’s ass-cheeks, burying her nose between them. Jesse watched in amazement as she jammed her tongue into the puckered star she found there and worked away with diligent seriousness. With a start, he jumped forward to help… the two of them taking it in turns and switching to sucking at the back of the senior’s balls in between. It wasn’t long before some muffled squawking from the other side of the equation told them their task had been completed… and someone had earned a large, salty mouthful for the trouble.