The Old Schoolhouse

Eric leads the way to the schoolhouse.

I say, "Really guys? We're skipping school just to go to another school? I think you guys didn't get the memo."

Eric opens the door to the abandoned building. Lewis laughs and says, "Remember, we are roleplaying here. I'm the teacher and this class will probalby be unlike any other class you've had before."

I sigh. "Fine, let's go to school on senior skip day."

Lewis sits at the teacher's desk. Eric and I set at desks in the front row.

Oh god. Eric pulls out his notebook and a pencil. Lewis stands up with an old wooden ruler and says, "Good work Eric. Miss Gailliard, please take out your notebook and a writing implement."

I look at him dumbfounded.

Lewis taps his foot and says, "Miss Gailliard? Please tell me you didn't come to class unprepared." Someone is taking this teacher thing a little too seriously.

Using my best smartass tone, I say, "I didn't bring them. So what?"

Lewis does his best disappointed face, which is not unlike the one he uses when I grab the shotgun seat before he does. He says, "Stand up next to your desk and face the window."

Ohhh boy, here we go. I stand up next to my desk and turn to face the window.

"Bend over."

Ummm, okay. I bend over across the desk.

I hear the whistle of the ruler in the air a split second before it makes contact with my ass.

"Ow! What the hell, Lewis?"

Lewis says, "That's another swat for swearing at the teacher." Whack! God that stings.

"How many more times-" Whack! My ass can't take much more of this. Strangely enough, I'm almost turned on by this spanking session.

Without saying a word, he swats my ass two more times with the ruler. He says, "You may sit down now, if you are ready to learn."

I rub my ass cheeks through my jeans and sit down. Now I am squirming to find a comfortable position.

Lewis sits back down at the desk. He pulls out a book and pretends to read it, clearly not reading it since it is turned upside down. I look over at Eric, and guess what he is doing? Drawing stick figures fornicating. So really, other than Lewis being out of character, Eric and I are doing basically what we would be doing anyway, minus me getting my ass beat by a ruler. I am so glad school has become more civilized.

While Lewis is pretending to read in his best Charlie Brown teacher voice, Eric scribbles something on the page and shows me.

"I dare you to go topless right now."

This is not something I would normally do in class, but I am curious to see how the teacher handles it. I grab the hem of my shirt and pull it up and over. Eric snags the shirt in mid air. I unclasp my bra and toss it over to him, then sit there, staring at Lewis with my arms crossed under my breasts.

He finally looks up and the look on his face is priceless. I'm not sure if they planned this little skit or not, but based on his eyes and open mouth, I don't think it was totally scripted.

He clears his throat and says, "Miss Galliard, come stand by my desk and face the class, hands by your side."

Eric goes "Oooooooh" and I get up from my seat and stand in the appointed place. Eric is taking pictures, and I am actually blushing a little. I am rather exposed, and even in a pretend class setting, it still makes me tingle a little inside.

Lewis says, "Now, I want you to pull your jeans down and bend over."

Oh this is not going to be fun. I glance at his desk and see the ruler and the anticipation makes my stomach turn. I loosen my belt, undo my jeans and pull them down.

I almost get to my ankles before my ass cheeks are ablaze. He says, "Go ahead and stay bent over, please. How many swats do students get for taking their clothes off, class."

Eric says "Twelve!"

Twelve?

Lewis says, "Correct! Twelve. Eleven to go, Miss Gaillard. Please hold still."

Oh my god. I don't even want to see the welts I'm going to get from this. Each crack of the ruler on my ass sends my nervous system into overdrive. After the eighth stroke my ass is going numb, giving way for the titillation I am feeling from being spanked.

Finally I hear Lewis shout twelve, followed by the ruler striking. I wait, pondering what they could possibly do next. I can't help but notice the glistening moisture in between my thighs and the wet spot on the crotch of my panties. My god, that really was turning me on.

Lewis says, "Stand up and face me." I do. He looks at my panties and sees that the experience wasn't necessarily all that bad. He says, "Miss Gailliard, we are done with the ruler, but I am afraid you are going to need to remove the rest of your clothing as you appear to have soaked your panties and they will need to dry out."

Eric snickers. I glare at him, but I kick my sandals off and remove my thong and jeans. Lewis undoes his shorts, and after pulling his underwear and shorts down to his knees, out pops his rock hard erection. He points at it and says, "Miss Gailliard, if you please, I need you to climb on."

Oh god, even though my ass cheeks are insanely inflamed, the heat and wetness between my thighs is only intensifying. I walk over and straddle him, taking his cock with one hand and bracing myself with the other hand on his shoulder. He puts his hands on my hips. I guide his cock towards my pussy and he pulls me down. Then he tells me to slide up. I do. He pulls me down hard and fast with his hands. We repeat, building up speed. Oh fuck this is insane. I find my clit with my fingers to help things along for me. I hear Eric's zipper behind me and then he comes around behind Eric's chair. I open my mouth and receive his cock, going down on him while bouncing up and down on Eric.

The cowgirl spitroast is almost enough to push me over the edge. Caught in between these two is intense.

Then Eric pulls out and Lewis holds me in place on his cock. Eric goes to the desk and lays down length-wise. Lewis says, "Go climb on. I can't have all the fun." I disengage from Lewis and get up on the desk, straddling Eric. He takes his cock and guides it in between my pussy lips and I slide down. He pulls me down so I am mostly laying on him, with my breasts against his chest. His arms are wrapped completely around me. He starts his thrusts and builds up to a much faster and harder rhythm. I moan helplessly, completely at his mercy.

While this is going on, I feel something cold and wet between my ass cheeks. Then I feel something probing around my asshole and then it slips in. Lewis says, "Relax, it's just a finger."

I relax, at least until that finger starts sliding in and out, rubbing against the nerve endings in my sphincter. Between that and the rock hard piston that is pounding into my pussy, I am beside myself in ecstasy.

Then the finger leaves. The desk vibrates and I look behind me. Lewis has climbed onto the desk too. The desk is old, wood and sturdy, so I try not to think about whether or not it can hold up under the weight of all three of us.

I don't have time to think about that anyway, especially when something a lot bigger than Lewis' finger starts probing my asshole. Eric is holding me tightly so all I can do is squirm a little. I'm not going anywhere. Lewis' cock gains entry and he penetrates balls deep. I let out a long moan. Then when Lewis starts his strokes, I'm alternating between moans and whimpers.

I am sandwiched between two men, their cocks buried deep inside of me, fucking the daylights out of me. This sense of being dominated and powerless (other than the safeword) is a new sensation for me and I find myself reaching the first of several orgasms while they stretch my pussy and sphincter to their limits.

The moans from the first orgasm only spur them on to fuck me harder. Fuck how is it even possible?

I don't have time to ponder that when the second orgasm rips through my body. Eric says, "Dude, she just came!"

I am in a state of nirvana such that I am unaware of what my body is physically doing. My mind is ablaze with lights and colors and exotic smells that I can't even begin to describe.

Then Lewis has his release. The throbbing of his cock inside my ass pushes me to a new level. I feel like my sole need in life is to satisfy these two boys - no, men - who have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. Lewis dismounts and climbs off the desk. A surge of adrenaline allows me to break free of Eric's arms. I sit up, still solidly mounted on his thrusting cock and push down on his hips with all my weight. He stops thrusting. I take over, riding him hard, bouncing on his shaft, looking into his eyes. His hands move to my bouncing breasts and fondle them. His fingers twist my erect nipples sending waves of pleasure through me.

I see the look in his eyes and know it is time. I slide down one last time and clench his cock inside my pussy. In my heightened state of awareness, I feel every inch of his cock pulse as that first load of cum makes the journey into my pussy. The next nine blasts gradually fade in intensity and then he is done. I dismount, dripping cum out of my ass and pussy, most of it ending up on my inner thighs. Some of it ends up on the floor, and none of us are particularly concerned about cleaning it up.

They both come to me, each stroking a breast. I kiss each of them deeply in turn. I have been satisfied in ways I never thought possible.

Our heartbeats return to a normal rate and we all redress. It's a little uncomfortable having cum randomly leak out of my holes, especially with my jeans back on, but it isn't like I brought a change of clothes.

We walk out of the schoolhouse arm-in-arm, with me in the middle, back to the town square proper.