Chapter 21- Educational Enrichment (Pt. 3)
#21 of Mom & Mum
As much as we didn't want to, the five of us got ready for the morning. We may or may not have eaten each other for breakfast instead of actual food. _Don't worry about it, cum is good for you; male or female. _The five of us all got into Morgan's car and left with plenty of time to spare. Too much time, unfortunately. As we were all sitting in the car waiting for the front doors to open, Tara started getting a little frisky. I was trying to get a little more shut-eye, but my teacher was having none of it. Immediately, my pants were being torn off in a hustle. "Tara, what the fuck? Can you not wait at all?" I was only half annoyed because I really wanted this, too. But we had like 3 minutes, now. That's definitely not enough time for a quickie.
My mothers and Rachael, however, were on her side. "Oh, come on, Jackie," Stacy whined. "Just because we get you all to ourselves after school," Morgan started with an evil purr. "Doesn't mean that's enough. We want you all the time, Master," Rachael continued. She placed my quickly hardening cock inside Tara's slimy pussy. "Ah! Your cock is so good, Master," Tara cried in ecstasy. "We just want to please you as much as possible, Master! Fuck me!" Oh boy, this ain't gonna end well.
For some stupid reason, my four women thought they could all quickly fuck and still have enough time for school. They were sadly mistaken. Not only were we 15 minutes late for the first period, but Tara and I had to run out together with our cum leaking from our bodies! It's definitely a bad look when the teacher and student have to burst in late at the same time. Not to mention, we smelled rancid. Thankfully, however, everybody was none the wiser. So, I guess my freaking out was all for naught. Well, for now.
Today wasn't really an eventful day, so class was a whole buncha nothing. It's June, and we only have around 10 days of school left. So, until finals come around, we don't have much. It was hard to pay attention to the nothingness, however, as both Gina and Francine were nonstop sending me pics of them fucking. It was so unbelievably hot, but it made me very uncomfortable. I just can't wait for summer; I'll be able to brutally fuck all of my girls for months without having to give a shit about anything else.
The annoyance, however, still wouldn't end even after I told the slutty mother and daughter to stop. "Your attention, please," the loudspeaker began. "Jackie Dusk, please come to Ms. Fyre's office." My blood stopped moving. Oh, dear Lord, what did I apparently do? Even though we're all seniors, I heard a very childish "ooh" coming from all of my classmates. Tara, on the other hand, looked scared. I know what she was feeling. Welp, I guess I'm going to die. May as well be a man about it. I stood up out of my chair and walked towards the door, my heart racing out of control. "Keep me updated, Jackie," my teacher whispered to me as I exited the room.
I entered the main office with a stream of sweat flowing down my back. Melonie Fyre is our school principal, and she makes damn sure people know it. But she's extremely odd with how she presents herself. Ms. Fyre is actually quite young; in her mid-20s, I believe. Being as young as she is, she's not a super professional person: she dresses very casually and actually has fun unlike other main-office workers in normal schools. But oh boy, does she wear her title well. She definitely earns her name of 'Fyre' with her sometimes wild temper. Sometimes we call her Ms. Brimstone because of how she strikes down upon slackers like an angry god. But all in all, she's a great person who adds a lot of personality to our school.
Remember those nice things I said about her? Well, now she's gonna make me regret it. Maybe. I really hope not. I entered Ms. Fyre's room in a nervous fidget. She's a short cat with black fur and long, bright, orange hair. She doesn't really care for dress codes, which is partially why we don't have any. As such, she usually wears orange sandals, a short, black top, and her signature white pants with flame details near the feet. She's a very fiery woman. It was almost hot, in a way. No, I didn't mean that to be a pun, I just mean that her overall demeanor is insanely attractive.
"Um, hello, Miss Fyre," I sheepishly muttered. Her long legs were propped up on her desk like she was relaxing. Well, she certainly had a relaxed look on her face. At least, she did until I entered the room. The flaming woman immediately put her legs back down and wiped dust from her shirt. "Ah, yes, Jackie, get in here," she said very stoically. I gulped very hard; I knew I was in trouble. I walked over to the single chair in front of her desk on nervous, wobbly legs. When I sat down, Ms. Fyre was immediately in my face, bent over the desk. I could smell smoke coming from her. The Fire and Brimstone were flaring up.
"Ya know, Jackie," she began in quite a harsh voice. "I know I don't always present myself as a standard principal. I know I can be very loose and laid back. But I know that most of the students here don't mind it at all." I had no idea where she was getting at. All I could do was maintain eye contact and nod my head.
"We all like to be laid back from time to time, ya know? It can be nice to not have to act professionally all the time. But there are times when you need to have dignity and self-respect. Would you agree with me on that, Jackie?" Where was she going with this? Despite my confusion, I gulped loudly again and pulled the collar of my shirt away from my neck. I could feel her fiery rage heat up the room.
"Uh, a-absolutely, Miss F-Fyre," I stammered. "We all love to have fun, but we're also adults, and we all have responsibilities, and we need to stay like adults when the responsibilities are to be attended to." The dark kitten smirked at me as if not satisfied by my answer. "Oh really, Jackie? You think that?" I nodded as I wiped the sweat from my brow. It was getting increasingly hotter as each minute passed.
The fiery feline moved back to her desk. She placed her strong hands onto her monitor and grew red in the face. "Then tell me, Jackie," she said through clenched teeth. She turned her arms around and showed me her computer screen, showing me something more horrifying than I had anticipated. "Why you are having sex with one of our teachers in this video?!" I couldn't believe what I was seeing: security camera footage of Tara and me fucking each other's brains out! I completely forgot that there were cameras in her classroom, because there aren't in every room. Usually, for each department, it's one camera for every other room. We live in a very safe town, so extra security has never been a problem here. I know that the cameras aren't always checked, anyway.
But now I know that they are always checked at the worst of times! Ms. Fyre had a front-row seat to our display of student-teacher relations going overboard! My body was in pain as I had just gone from sweating my skin out to freezing in my blood and bones. There was a deadly chill running through me that would rival any polar icecap. I stared in shock as my degrading secret had gotten out to the most important person in my school. "Betcha didn't think I would find out, didja?" Despite her lava-like demeanor, her angry words cut into my face like ice.
"I... uh... I don't..." I didn't have anywhere to start. It was useless, anyway. Why bother lying when the most substantial form of proof of your crime is staring you in the eyes? It was all over for me. "I am honestly shocked, Jackie." Ms. Fyre said, albeit in a calmer voice, now. It reeked of disappointment, though. "You, from what I have known, are a very mature student. You come to class on time, you always work hard, you almost never miss deadlines, and your grades are above average. But here you are, fooling around with one of our own teachers, Ms. Manx."
I watched in shame as a blurry cycle of me ramming Tara's ass in her desk chair looped over and over on the dim screen. I felt like I was nothing. Less than nothing. I was so ungodly ashamed of myself. I've never had a hard time containing my lust until about a week ago. Why the fuck did we have to do that in school, of all places?! Jesus, I'm a fucking idiot! And now Tara is going to get fired because of me, I bet.
I started sobbing. My diaphragm spasmed as I cried intense tears of shame. Although my head was held in my hands, I could tell Ms. Fyre didn't like this. I heard her get up and walk towards me, her flip-flops intimidating me. Snot ran from my nose at an alarming rate, and my forearms were getting soaked in salty tears. "I... I'm so sorry, Miss Fyre...!" I gave a depressed yell. I had a swirling cloud of shame suffocating my lungs. Breathing got harder and harder as my ribs felt compressed by my emotions.
I tried to once again call out to her in between disgraceful sobs. "I'm such... I'm such a... an embarrassment to... our school!" My body shook in surprise as I felt a firm hand grip my back. I had no idea her grasp was so... strong. She's not exactly a frail woman, but she doesn't have a huge physique, either. She grabbed onto my shirt and pulled my wet, swollen face from my hands.
The burning woman looked at me with emotional eyes. "Jackie, please, calm down. You're making this harder than it needs to be." Her voice sounded so... lovely. I've only heard it a few times, like during award ceremonies and the like. Seeing and hearing her talk like that to me of all people calmed my nerves greatly. She was sitting precariously on the edge of her desk, bent over just enough to be eye to-eye with me. We sat there in almost silence for a couple minutes while I tried to contain my emotions. Then, the unbelievable happened:
Melonie Fyre, the fiery, feisty principal, pulled me in for a hug. She got me out of my chair and wrapped her arms around me in a loving, almost motherly hug. She started purring rapidly, trying to get me to do the same. Begrudgingly, I started rattling my throat as well. It helped calm me down greatly, and I felt all the water in my eyes slowly retreat. How is she doing this? __Why_ is she doing this? Melonie Fyre has a reputation in our district for being a tough woman who shows little compassion towards sub-par students. Why is that all of the sudden changing here?_ I was still on edge, however. Any minute now, she's gonna throw me onto the ground, smack me with a ruler, and expel me from the school. And I was so close to graduating! Why does my life have to fall apart like thi-?
She started stroking my back. Now I was baffled. Though I had a shirt only, I could feel the fuzzy heat of her fingers seep through and bring warmth to my body. It almost felt... sensual... and I certainly was not a fan. I pulled away in a frantic motion and fell back into my chair. "Ms. Fyre, what on Earth are you doing?" My eyes were wide open in utter bewilderment from my superior. The fire-haired woman bent down slightly and stared into my eyes. I felt an aura of... something, coming from her. It was hard to tell what she was feeling. Luckily, she opened her mouth, hopefully about to give me an answer. "Jackie, you naughty boy," she purred, fire engulfing her eyes. "You were turned on by that?" She looked down at my pants. No, you've gotta be kidding me.
From just hugging this woman, I grew rock hard?! I checked myself and stared in horror as my pants became tented from my increasingly aware erection. I clamored to hide both my painfully hard chub and my painfully sweaty face from her. She laughed a little. Her laugh sounded like pure evil. "Jackie, I was going to tell you I wasn't mad. Well, not completely. I was actually understanding, more than anything." She pulled a regular chair from across the room and sat in front of me. "This kinda stuff happens, Jackie. I know this year has been rough for you, and I thought 'Maybe he needed a way to cool off.'" She removed my grip on my face and flung me into hers. Fyre's breath smelled of burning wood. She was truly the personification of Hell.
"But now I see what's really up," she hissed. Cinders flew from her mouth and singed the tips of my whiskers. "Now I see what you really are. You're just like me: a sex addict. A dirty, horny, sex addict who needs to be pleased all the time." Wait, wait, wait. Pause. Hold the phone for like five seconds. Just like you?! You're a principal! And I'm a student receiving punishment for their actions! Why in the fuck are you telling me your sex-scapades?!
I tried to speak, but my lips were crushed by the imminent kiss of my principal. I wanted to pull myself off, but it was a losing battle. Each opportunity I got to try and move, Ms. Fyre would embrace me harder. I was almost able to push her away, but she took hold of my arms and bent them behind my back. I was completely locked in this embarrassing position, being forced to kiss my superior.
She eventually slipped her tongue into my mouth. I couldn't help but do the same to her. My erection poked further and further into my pants as our steamy making-out drove it home more. Her tough tongue bumped wildly across mine. Her bristles felt like true sandpaper. But it didn't hurt; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I could feel myself melting in her grip, slowly turning me into hers. Ms. Fyre immediately ripped herself off of me, leaving my lonely tongue hanging outside my mouth.
I pulled it back in and stammered over my words. "M-M-Miss F-Fyre... that was..." I didn't get to finish as I was soon taken from my seat and pulled forwards onto her. I lay flat upon the burning woman on top of her desk. I looked deep into her eyes and could only see an ungodly lust. A fire of passion that burned brighter than any supernova in the history of the universe. A sexual desire so immoral, that it felt almost wrong not to do this.
"Jackie, you're gonna fuck me like how you fucked Tara. Got it?" Her stoic voice counteracted her insanely inappropriate behavior. Her seriousness stuck into my face like cold needles. They were soon melted, however, as the flame in front of me began to strip herself. And by God, was this woman the epitome of hot. Her chest shook wildly as she frantically tore off her black hoodie. She had no bra underneath. I moved a little so I could help Ms. Fyre remove her pants. They, too, had no underwear beneath them. What a fucking slut. I love her already.
I could smell a degrading odor emanating from her privates. I moved off her and knelt down on the floor. Her pussy looked utterly fantastic. It was so unusually wet all around. Her lips were almost swollen with anticipation. I felt her hand once again grab my head. "Hey! You can appreciate my body later. I need your big dick. Now!" I gave an exaggerated nod and hopped back up onto my woman. I pulled my pants down to finally free my intense erection. Ms. Fyre stared in amazement and started drooling immediately.
She growled sexually. "Oh God, that looks so fucking delicious! Stick it in me, you big hunk!" I swiftly moved down and did as she asked. With almost zero resistance, I shoved myself deep into my principal. I was sent into an ethereal realm of sexual goodness. And I could tell the same was happening for Ms. Fyre as well. I'll just call her Melonie.
"Oh my God! Your cock is fucking huge! Give me more! More! More!" My ears started to ring over my lover's immense enthusiasm. I, too, was finding it hard not to cry out. Her pussy was hot, just like the rest of her body. It was so unbelievably slippery, as well. As I thrust into her, it was hard to not accidentally slip out and miss her hole entirely. She moved my head to face hers and looked deep into my eyes.
"Jackie, I've been needing this. I can't fucking control myself this time of year. My heat is so excruciating! Give me mo-AH!" I rammed into her G-spot immediately and sent her body into a frenzy. Melonie gasped in thrill as I effortlessly broke her senses. She had absolutely no idea that I was used to this kinda thing.
As I kept drilling my fiery bitch, I could feel her slowly start to go crazy. Her tongue was hanging out, she made incomprehensible noises, her eyes rolled back, and her pussy was flowing like a river. Ahegao, I think it's called. It was such a big turn-on for me, to see a girl who would always act so high and mighty above everyone else suddenly become a slave to my cock. "Yeah, you take that, you dirty whore!" I yelled at her. My inner sadist started showing.
I took my claws and gripped her large, jiggling breasts. As I poked her soft nipples, her moans became higher and higher. I chomped down onto her fun bags and was overcome by a sudden climactic yell. "Jackie! I'm cumming! Your dick is destroying me!" I wasn't even halfway to my orgasm and I had already made my woman squirt. I could feel her cum shoot out of her sloppy cunt like fireworks. The rug beneath us was probably getting ruined.
I unlatched my jaws from her tits and instead bit down on her neck. As I tickled her soft skin with my teeth and tongue, I could feel even more of her juices drip down my sack. I decided to get even rougher: I bit down onto her neck while slapping her tits. Melonie soon started breaking even further. Her fragmented sanity was becoming harder to piece back together, and I was truly destroying her. With how my baby was reacting, I'm guessing she hadn't had a dick in a long time. Well, I was certainly happy to have volunteered.
After giving Fyre's right tit abuse, I switched my mouth to the other side of her neck and started smacking her left tit. She was going absolutely mental with pleasure. I saw Melonie's claws come out from her fingers and grip the desk beneath us. I felt her legs shakily wrap around my back as she tried to force me deep into her nasty, wet tunnel. I thrust deeper than I could before, thanks to her help. And my principal so graciously rewarded me with yet another lathering of her cum around my length. How much liquid is in this girl? How wet could a cat possibly get? I didn't want to worry about it. All I wanted was to fuck Melonie's lights out, and I think I was doing a superb job.
She removed her shaky claws from the wood under her and fastened them onto my back. It was a sharp pain, but I actually really liked it. Maybe I'm a bit of a masochist as well? Who knows? I looked back into the wet slut's face and watched as her eyes rolled in total bliss. "You... you keep... making me... c-cum..." She gasped between intense moans. "H-How are you... not... finished?" I guess my little candle isn't used to marathon sex. While brutally thrusting into her slippery pussy, I gave her a grateful kiss on the muzzle. "Babe," I said, panting harder than before. "I'm not even close to being done with you."
My comment gave her both a look of untapped lust and complete horror. She truly was not prepared for a fucking like this. I took my cock and pulled it out of her pouring cunt. I hadn't even cum yet and she was expelling her liquids like a volcano. It was total madness how wet this woman was. Before my whore could give a dejected sigh, I flipped her onto her stomach and shoved her head into the desk. I gripped my lubed cock and plunged deep into her juicy cunt once again. I could get much deeper this time, as evident by Melonie's even louder screams of sublime joy. "Yes, Jackie!" She cried, almost unintelligibly. "Fucking wreck my pussy! Own me and make me your fucking whore! Turn me into worthless fuckmeat!" Well, if you say so.
I once again took my cock out of her greasy hole. She gasped in joy as she knew what I was about to do. "Yes! Fuck my ass! Pound the shit outta me!" I slipped my lathered dick into her beautiful ass with great ease. Unlike my other women, Melonie seems to have had great experience with anal, as her muscles snuggly coiled around my meat. Snug, but not super tight. It gave me an extreme feeling of familiarity with my other sluts. I ruthlessly pounded the fiery bitch with my cock, all while telling her how bad of a slut she is. "Yeah, you're a useless slut, you know that?" I hissed at the flaming beauty. "Yes!" She cried in amazement. "Yes! I am only here to please you! Cum in me! Cum in my worthless asshole so I know you're satisfied with me!"
I wanted to kiss this woman so badly. She was so fucking beautiful and knew exactly how to treat her Master. I gave her ass one particularly hard thrust and bent over my shaking lady. "Y'know, Melonie," I whispered with a sadistic purr. "I never would've guessed how much of a sad, pathetic whore you are. You're such a brainless slut who acts all high and mighty. But deep down, you need cock; like the filthy skank you are." My degrading monologue sent shivers down both of our spines. Even I was impressed by my evil tongue. Yet again, Melonie started to leak from her hot pussy, and I could hear her musky cum drip onto the rug. My fiery fucktoy just nodded. "Yes, I'm just a whore. But I'm your whore, Master..." There it is.
Delighted by her nickname for me, I started up my brutal fucking again. The black babe wailed in excellency as her asshole was ravaged more than she could handle. It was soon getting to be more than I could handle, too. My breathing got hoarse very quickly as my body soon approached its limit. I tried not to give it away, but this certainly wasn't Melonie's first rodeo. "Oh? Is my Master about to cum?" She tried to sound surprised, but couldn't help her intense moaning. I took my babe into my hands one more time, startling the poor kitten. I pulled out and flipped her back onto her behind.
I grasped her fluffy throat and pulled her close. "Yeah, I wanna stare into my worthless slut's face as I pump her sweet pussy full of my cum. Do you want my kittens, whore?" She started drooling from every end, especially her mouth. She gave a struggling moan of approval while trying to concentrate on her breathing. I smiled a wicked, toothy grin and drove back into Melonie. Her suffocated cries of bliss echoed throughout the room. The desk rattled, with pens and pencils dropping onto the floor from our intense fucking. I could feel myself about to blow my load. I took my strong grip off of Melonie's neck and intimately kissed her forehead.
"Master, I want to get pregnant with your babies! Knock me up! I want to be swollen with your love!" Was she being serious? I mean, she's in heat, so she could actually get pregnant. But knowing her, she'd want it so bad. "Well then, here's your reward, slut!" I roared into her ears as I gave one final drive into her slushy cunt. Her muscles clenched around my cock as she once again was sent into orgasm. I could feel the force of her orgasmic yells against my fur. I stretched myself as far as I could into her juicy pussy before I came. It was an intense cumshot. I could actually feel some recoil. Meanwhile, Melonie felt heavenly. I saw as the young flame's face contorted into an adorable grin of giddy pleasure. I felt my vocal cords rip as my conclusive yell broke our surroundings.
We stayed attached to each other for minutes. I couldn't help but love how amazing my principal's body was. I was actually getting quite sleepy. I decided to lay a head on her pillowy breasts. Melonie stroked my sweaty hair and spoke heavenly to me. "I loved that, Jackie. I love you, Jackie." Her soft hands twirled around my locks daintily. I quivered in contentment and nuzzled further into her chest. "Mhm, you're amazing, Ms. Fyre..." As soon as my eyes got droopy, however, my head was pulled up to hers. "Oh no you don't, Jackie," Melonie said with a delightfully devilish grin. "You're only gonna call me Melonie. Got it?" I stared into her wonderful orange eyes. The intensely passionate fire I saw earlier had died down, letting me know she was satisfied. That made me feel happy. I nodded to my beauty, licking her delicious nips as my head fell down. "Got... it... Melonie..."
She giggled contently and shoved my head away. "Hey, that tickles! Stop it!" Nah, I'm good. I took my hands to her armpits and let my fingers work their evil magic. In fractions of a second, Melonie was in full-on tears from laughter. Though her voice was still damaged, she made frantic, adorable pleas. "Jackie, stop that! D-Don't tickle me so hard! I... I can't...!" I was still inside my darling principal, so I felt the full force of her orgasm once again rush onto my limp cock. A mix of our sexual fluids drowned my lower body. Ms. Fyre's body convulsed yet again. Damn, to think I could make her cum in an instant with just my fingers. Am I a superhero?
All wonderful things, however, have to cum to a close. It was almost time for second period, and I really wasn't in the mood to be late. I pulled myself out of my burning lover with frail gasps of delight. Melonie graciously licked every ounce of cum from my cock. I saw her eyes turn into hearts for a slight second as she swallowed all of my disgusting spunk. We grunted annoyingly as we changed back into our clothes. We really didn't want to leave each other. I kissed Melonie one more time and then headed for the door. "Well, that was certainly... amazing, was it not?" I looked at my beautiful babe with satisfaction. She smiled. "Absolutely, Jackie. I loved that so much. Come in after lunch and we'll do it again!"
Gulp, again?