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The Living God’s forces landed upon the shores of France. But the Demoness Astarte’s forces gave fierce resistance. But Tom and his harem of beautiful samurai slaves, led by the graceful Hikaru, broke their backs and forced the opening the Legion required.

—Salvation 5:1-2

Mark Glassner – South Hill, WA

I walked into the first classroom I came across. “Sorry to interrupt, but I need a moment of your class’s time.”

“Who are you?” the professor asked, standing up from his desk. “I’m in the middle of a lesson.”

“I’m Mark Glassner, Pussy Scout,” I introduced myself. People gasped at their desks. I was infamous now. I savored it. “Yep, the guy everyone thinks is a terrorist. I’m looking for some nice, virgin cunts today.”

“Get the fuck out of here!” roared the teacher.

I just talked over him, “Everyone sit quietly until I tell you otherwise or until I leave the classroom,” I ordered. The professor sat back down, blinking in surprise. A few other students joined him. Fear crossed their faces. “Relax, I’m not going to hurt you. Nothing I do is wrong or offensive, okay. Now stand up if you’re a virgin.”

Five boys and seven girls stood up. I didn’t mean for the boys to stand up. I was about to tell the guys to sit down when an idea popped into my mind. I had been a virgin through school. It hadn’t been fair that all those girls didn’t put out for me. Maybe I could help out a fellow shy or unpopular guy. There was plenty of pussy in this school to go around.

“Girls, how many of you still have your hymens?” I asked, wanting to get the important stuff out of the way.

“I used a hairbrush,” a redhead blushed while a Black girl muttered, “Gymnastics.” A brunette and a Latina girl both lost theirs horseback riding. The other three just blushed, not admitting how they popped their cherries.

“Well, which girl in here’s the sluttiest?” I asked. Most of the class pointed to a slightly chubby girl in the back with a cute face, named Addison. “Well, slut, bend over the desk and let these guys bust their first nut.”

“Sure,” Addison gleefully answered, and I blinked. The girl seemed excited as she pulled down her panties and flipped up her skirt, exposing a pleasantly plump ass and a shaved cunt dripping with fluids.

“Okay, virgin guys, form a line and fuck her hard.”

The first virgin guy nervously walked up to the girl, pulling his hardening dick out of his jeans. “I…uh…” he stammered.

“Ohh, just slide it into my twat,” Addison moaned, wiggling her hips. “You can do it. I won’t bite!”

“Okay.” The guy rubbed his cock on her pussy and found her hole.

“Umm, that’s a nice cock!” Addison moaned as he slid in.

Then the young man hammered away at Addison, delighting in his first feel of a woman’s warm cunt. The other four virgin guys watched, excited to finally get to fuck a girl’s pussy and jealous of their classmate who beat them to it.

Addison wantonly moaned, “Ohh, such a nice cock! I love a cock up my naughty snatch! Umm, harder, harder, stud!”

Her moans followed me into the hallway. Those were some lucky boys, Addison was definitely a slut who would satisfy them. I wanted to stick around and watch, but there was only so many hours in the day and I really needed to find a pair of virgins with intact hymens.

* * *

Mary Sullivan

I went upstairs to take a quick shower. Afterward, I dug through my underwear drawer, found a red thong, and pulled it over my hips. Next, I pulled on a pair of cute, skinny jeans with scroll-work tracings on the rear pockets that really made my ass look nice. Lastly, I put on purple halter top that didn’t quite reach the waist of my jeans and left the back of my thong visible. I fished out some lip gloss from my purse, peach flavored, and applied a coat.

The sluts were waiting for me downstairs. All three were giggling and excited to go out. Alison, our first slut, was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a blue thong on display, and a flower printed belly shirt draped her breasts. Violet, our innocent slut, had white knee socks and a pleated, green skirt. For a top, she wore a green bikini.

“Are you wearing the bottoms?” I asked her when I noticed her top. Violet grinned and flipped up her skirt exposing her tight, naked ass. I reached out and squeezed her cheek. “Naughty slut,” I wickedly laughed.

Karen wore tight, hot-pink Lycra shorts with the word “Slut!” printed in sparkly red on her ass and a hot-pink, matching halter top, that had “Nice Tatas!” written in matching letters. She was definitely a slut and had some nice tatas. I licked my lips, my pussy itching.

“Let’s go, sluts,” I ordered.

We piled into my cute Eos. Karen was entrusted with the GPS. I wasn’t that familiar with South Hill, and I had no idea where any of our destinations were. I had check out yelp and found the highest rated florist in South Hill—Nellie’s Flowers. Karen guided us there. It was pretty easy; we didn’t really need the GPS. We just drove straight up Meridian for twenty or so blocks and pulled into a small shopping center.

Nellie’s Flowers was sandwiched between a smoke shop and a teriyaki restaurant. The windows were full of beautiful flowers on display. The four of us piled out and headed into the door. The sweet perfume of flowers wafted over us and a small bell rang above our heads.

“Well, hi there,” a sandy-blonde woman said, a big smile across her beautiful face. My pussy clenched. She was just delightful. “Come on in. I’m Nellie and, as you might have guess, the owner.”

Nellie was a gorgeous woman wearing unflattering clothing, a pair of mom jeans and a loose, conservative blouse. A gold cross dangled about her throat. Her cheeks colored as I strolled in, my wish affecting her. All women found me attractive.

“I’m Mary,” I said, holding out my hand.

She hugged me instead, arms encircling my torso. Her round breasts pressing through her blouse made my nipples tingle. “Welcome!”

I hugged her back and let my hands slide down to cup her ass. She stiffened for a moment as I gave her a squeeze. “Oh, my. You are a friendly one,” she gushed but didn’t break the hug. She squirmed. She was probably so confused why she was reacting this way.

A back door opened and Nellie jumped away. A man walked in carrying a bag of potting soil. “Oh, hello,” he nodded. He was Nellie’s age, late twenties, and hand a friendly smile on his plain face. “I’m Larry. I see you’ve met the missus.”

Nellie nodded, her hands smoothing her shirt. And then she saw Violet. “Well, honey, did you forget your top?”

“No,” Violet smiled, her pigtails swinging about her shoulders and her small breasts jiggling in her bikini top.

“Oh, well, are you going swimming later?”

“Nope. Just staying cool.”

That was my slut.

Larry kept his eyes adverted, though I saw the struggle. Violet was enticing. We all were. Alison shifted her hips, her eyes sizing up Larry, a bold smile on her lips. I knew what that slut was thinking. She was always on the look out to seduce a man.

“So, um, how can I help you…?” Nellie arched her eyebrows.

“Mary. And I’m getting married. So I need flowers.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful.” Nellie gave me another hug, though it was a quick one. She seemed fearful of acting too friendly with her husband around. My pussy was on fire. I wanted to seduce this upright woman into lesbian sin.

“Well, let’s start brainstorming,” Nellie said, leading me farther back where there was a table. Larry didn’t join us; he puttered around, tending to the plants. “So, what’s your color theme for your wedding?”

“Um…”

“You haven’t thought of one?”

I shook my head.

Nellie grabbed my hand, giving me a squeeze. Her fingers were so light. I smiled and squeezed back. “That’s okay. We can figure one out for you.”

“I’m so happy I have you to guide me through this,” I said. I stroked her fingers.

Nellie’s cheeks grew crimson and she jerked her hand back. “Wow, it is getting hot back here.”

“Uh-huh,” I grinned.

Karen, Alison, and Violet giggled, squirming in their seats.

Nellie talked about flowers. I was attracted to white and pink, and she suggested having purple to add a vibrant splash. My hand drifted below the table and I rested it on her thigh. She froze for a moment, glancing at her husband as he puttered around.

“Tell me more about the flowers,” I purred. “Don’t mind my hand.”

Nellie swallowed as my hand slid up her jeans, squeezing her warm flesh beneath. “What…what are you doing, Mary?”

“Being friendly,” I purred, my fingers dipping between her thighs. She parted for me as I pushed higher and higher. “Don’t you want me to be friendly?”

“Well…I…”

“Everything going well, honey?” Larry asked, walking by.

“Y-yes, dear,” she muttered as my hand, hidden by the table, dipped between her thighs. I rubbed at her crotch and she let out a moan.

“You okay, honey?” he asked.

“Yes.” her voice was high-pitched, almost strangled. “Just…um…a cramp.”

I rubbed a single finger up and down the groove of her pussy, pressing her jeans and panties into her sex. Alison grinned at me and mouth, “You’re so naughty, Mistress.”

I winked back.

“Do you need anything?” he asked.

“I’m fine. Thanks, honey.”

Larry moved off, continue tending the plants.

“You need to stop,” Nellie whispered. “Please, Mary. This isn’t right. It’s a sin. I’m married.”

“And I’m engage,” I purred. “So just relax and tell me more about snapdragons while I make you feel wonderful.”

The Christian woman squirmed fighting her orgasm as I played with her pussy through her jeans. I added a second finger. Her breasts rose faster and faster and her words stumbled as she talked about white daisies and pink orchids.

“Just relax and give in to the pleasure,” I whispered.

Her eyes locked on her husband. “Please. I…I don’t want to do this. I love Larry.”

“Good. Love is wonderful.” My fingers slid up. I unsnapped her jeans. Her zipper rasped. I toyed with the waistband of her panties. “I love my fiance so much.”

“Then why are you doing this?”

“Because I want to feel pleasure. Don’t you?”

Nellie shook her head. “This is a sin. You have to stop.”

I pushed my hand into her panties. She was so warm and her pubic hair was soft. I found the wet lips of her pussy. She shuddered, her metal chair squeaking as I stroked the lips of her pussy. The sluts talked louder about the flowers, masking her sighs.

“If you want me to stop, then make me,” I purred. “But you don’t. Your hot, little cunt is just begging to be fingered. You can’t resist. You have to give into this depravity.”

I found her clit and circled it. Nellie shuddered and moaned, “Why can’t I stop you? Why am I sinning?”

“Because it feels amazing,” I purred, squeezing my own thighs together.

“How’s it going?” Larry asked, walking over.

“Good,” I smiled, shoving a pair of fingers up into her pussy. “I think we’ve settled on white daisies and snapdragons mixed with pink orchids. And then maybe some deep purple anemone for the splash.”

Nellie’s pussy clenched down on my fingers. “Y-yes, dear. It’ll be so beautiful.”

I worked my fingers in and out of her pussy as I smiled at her husband. “Yes. And it’s been so much fun to get to know your sweet wife.”

“She’s the best,” Larry nodded. “Love you, babe.”

“Love you,” Nellie moaned as I fingered her pussy. “So much. I just…I just want to explode with love.”

Nellie squirmed. Her orgasm neared.

“You are amazing, babe.” Larry leaned over the table. Nellie tensed, her pussy clenching down on my fingers.

Larry kissed her on the lips.

She moaned and shuddered, her pussy spasming on my fingers. Her arms wrapped around her husband’s neck, holding him against her lips as she came. I savored the moment. My own pussy ached to be touched. Nellie shifted in her chair as her climax reached its peak.

I slipped my fingers out, holding them up. The sluts giggled as I licked them clean. Nellie had a spicy musk. I savored it.

“Wow, babe,” Larry said when he broke the kiss. “That was…passionate.”

Nellie’s cheeks were red. “Sorry. I…I don’t know what came over me.”

Larry glanced at my sluts. He must think his wife was jealous and wanting to prove something. I smiled; if only he knew. “Okay. Well, I’m going to head on out.”

“Oh, sure,” Nellie gasped.

I grinned, squeezing my thighs in anticipation of introducing Nellie to even more naughty delights

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Mark Glassner

An Asian girl disappearing into a bathroom caught my eye as I roamed the campus. She looked perfect for my friend Tom. He wanted a petite, young Asian slut with a harry bush for a sex slave. The girl met the first two requirements. Hopefully, she had a hairy bush.

I followed the girl into the restroom.

She jumped in surprise when she saw me, exclaiming in some Asian language. She was short, her breasts were small bumps beneath her violet blouse, and she had long, straight, blue-black hair. Her skin was pale as any Caucasian but with a slightly olive, creamy cast to it that transformed her into some exotic creature.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked her.

”Hai,” she answered, nodding her head.

“Do you have your hymen then?”

She frowned, shaking her head.

“Your cherry? Your maidenhead?”

“Sorry, I do not understand,” she answered with a thick, melodic accent.

“Where are you from?” I asked.

“Shishibone, Japan. I am exchange student.”

“Get undressed.”

Looking downcast, she pulled her violet blouse over her head, exposing a plain white bra. She bent down, untied her shoes, and pulled them off, followed by her socks. Then her blue jeans came off. She was slim, with boyish hips and a flat ass. She flushed when I saw her panties. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, her body trembling with shame. She reached behind her, fumbling at her bra clasp. Her were little puffs of flesh, with dark, hard nipples. Finally, she peeled off her panties, exposing a black forest of pubic hair so thick I couldn’t even see her cunt.

“Well, you’re what Tom wanted,” I grinned and reached out for her pussy.

She backed way and I snapped, “Don’t resist!”

She stopped, swallowing as I slid my hand through her soft, silky pubic hair. She moaned when I brushed her tight slit. I slid my finger into her cunt, sinking in without any resistance. Disappointment soured me. No hymen.

Well, I could still have fun with her before giving her to Tom. “What’s your name?”

“Hikaru.”

Hikaru shuddered as I fingered her. I smiled and slipped a second digit into her hot cunt. My thumb rubbed her hard clit in slow circles. Her cunt grew wet and her breath quickened. Soft moans escaped and her face twisted with surprised pleasure

“Hikaru, you’re going to be Tom’s sex slave,” I told her. “When your classes are over, you will wait outside of the main office for him to pick you up. He drives a red Toyota pick-up truck. You will do whatever nasty, dirty thing he wants. You love him and you will be his for as long as he wants you. Do you understand?”

Hikaru nodded and submissively bowed her head. “Yes. I will be a good slave for Tom.”

“Bend over the counter,” I ordered. “I’m going to break you in for Tom.”

“Yes, sir.”

Hikaru bent over the counter, her thick bush peaking between her thighs. I pulled out my cock and my phone and called Tom. As the phone rang, I slid my cock into her wet cunt. She tensed as my dick pushed inside her virgin cunt. Her pussy clenched down and she moaned as I savored her tight, velvety depths. She let out a soft sigh, almost a moan.

“Hey,” a sleepy voice growled into the phone.

I fucked Hikaru with slow thrusts. “I found your slave.”

“Really!” Tom almost shouted. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him so excited outside of playing D&D.

“Yeah, she’s a cute, little, Japanese exchange student,” I told him. “Nice, tight cunt.”

“You fucked her?”

“Fucking her right now,” I groaned, Hikaru’s tight cunt massaging my dick. “She’s looking over her shoulder at me, and she has a beautiful smile on her face. I’ll send you a pic.”

“Thanks, man,” Tom groaned.

“Smile,” I told Hikaru as I slammed my dick into her depths. I held up my phone and snapped a photo of Hikaru, her doll-like face framed by her blue-black hair. I sent it to Tom before slipping my phone back into my pocket.

I grabbed Hikaru’s hips and fucked her hard. “You are so fucking tight,” I groaned, my balls slapping into her clit.

Hikaru sighed, biting her lip. She was quiet. I liked my women to make noise when I’m fucking them. I could order her to moan, but I’d rather she did it on her own. I slid a hand down her stomach and between her thighs. Her cunt tightened and she squeaked as I stroked her clit.

Her breathing quickened. I stroked her clit harder, working my thumb in fast circles, matching the speed I pounded her cunt. Her tight ass jiggled. She squirmed on the counter, biting her lips as she fought her pleasure.

A low, throaty moan escaped her lips, and then her dam broke and she panted, “Oh, your tool is stirring me up! Stirring up my cauldron. Yes! Stir me up! Stir me up! My cauldron is boiling over!”

I fucked her harder. “Then cum, slut!”

Hikaru’s cunt spasmed on my cock as she came. “Yes, I am boiling! Iku! Iku!”

The bathroom door swung in. “Oh, my god, Professor Beck is such an asshole,” a Black, young woman complained as she entered.

“Right, graduation’s Sunday, why is he…what the fuck!” her friend gasped as she stared at me.

“So good!” Hikaru gasped, her cunt bathing my cock in her passion.

The Black girl had a cute nose. Her skin was the color of chocolate, and her black hair was braided in rows across her scalp ending with beaded braids at the base of her neck that clicked as her head moved. She wore tight, blue jeans and a black shirt with some band’s logo on it. Her friend was fair skinned, with a round face, hazel eyes and long, brown hair. She wore a black skirt and a red halter top.

“Don’t leave,” I quickly ordered, “and don’t freak out. Everything’s okay. I’m allowed to fuck anyone at your school. I’m a Pussy Scout, here to check the talent of all you slutty ladies!”

“Oh,” the Black girl swallowed, her eyes widened as she absorbed my commands.

Hikaru’s cunt tightened as she realized people were watching her get fucked. She hung her head in shame as she stifled her moans. She bit her lip, her face contorting as she held back her passion. Her pussy convulsed again, a second orgasm rippling through the slut.

“Either of you girls virgins?” I asked.

“No,” the Black girl admitted while her White friend nodded her head.

“Do you have your hymen?”

“No,” she whispered, her cheeks going red.

Her Black friend laughed, “She popped her cherry with a carrot.”

The White girl blushed even brighter.

“I bet you girls have to take a piss?” I asked, smiling at the nasty thought rattling in my head. I remembered the words Mary had whispered in my ear about the pee slut she enjoyed at the club last night.

Both girls nodded.

“Good, Black girl, drop your pants and panties and White girl, get down on your knees and let your friend piss in your mouth.”

“Damn!” the Black girl exclaimed. “You’re one nasty cracker.” She unbuttoned her pants, and slid them down her chocolate legs, followed by her red thong, exposing a hairy, black bush. Her friend knelt down and placed her lips at the Black girl’s cunt. “Hot damn, you’re going to let me pee in you mouth, Petrina?”

“Yeah,” Petrina muttered in disbelief.

“Petrina, you should be happy, you get to be a cute, little pee slut,” I told her. “Nothing makes you happier than to drink someone’s pee.”

“Oh, Fernie, let me drink you pee,” Petrina begged, my commands transforming her thoughts. I had such power. “Please. It would make me so happy!”

“Fuck!” Fernie moaned. She squirmed and then yellow urine splashed into Petrina’s mouth. Petrina sealed her lips over her friends cunt, swallowing as fast as she could. “Damn this is so nasty! Christ, my pussy is getting wet.”

“I guess you’ll have to eat her pussy, Petrina,” I ordered.

Fernie shuddered as she finished peeing. Petrina moaned as she licked her friend’s cunt. Glimpses of pink pussy appeared amid the forest of black hair. It was such a hot sight. I pounded Hikaru harder. My balls tensed as the pee slut licked her friends pussy clean.

“I’m gonna cream your cunt, Hikaru!” I groaned. “Fuck, that is so nasty watching her lick up piss!”

I buried my cock deep into Hikaru’s tight cunt. My body tensed and then I erupted. My load shot into Hikaru’s pussy. The pleasure rolled through me. I drew back and slammed in again as my cock erupted three more times.

“Fuck, you were good, slut,” I grinned as pulled out of Hikaru’s cunt. Her pussy was so tight, my cum didn’t leak out. I smacked her ass. “A slut always thanks a man who cums in her.”

“Thank you, sir,” Hikaru moaned. She would be perfect for Tom.

“Fuck, that’s so hot!” Fernie groaned. “You made that fucking girl your slut! Holy shit! Holy shit! This is so hot! I’m gonna cum! Petrina, fuck! You have a hot tongue.

Fernie writhed on Petrina’s lips, smearing her hot cunt around her friend’s face as she came. Fernie moaned and kept grinding her pussy on her friend’s face, eager for a second orgasm. Petrina kept licking, moaning as she devoured her friend’s pussy.

My cock throbbed. My bladder was full. I could use the toilet, but why? There was a cute, little pee slut here. Why waste my piss in the toilet when Petrina would love to drink my urine?

“Hikaru, take Petrina’s place licking Fernie,” I ordered. “Petrina, take off your panties and come suck my cock.”

Petrina stood up, reaching under her skirt to pull off a blue thong, her face was messy with piss and cunt juices. Her eyes were dazed, disbelief panted across her face as she crawled over to me and took my cock in her hot mouth.

Hikaru gracefully knelt beneath Fernie and gently licked Fernie’s cunt. The Black girl growled, grabbed Hikaru’s head and shoved her head into her cunt. “Eat me better, bee-atch!” Fernie barked. “Yeah, that’s it, dig that nasty tongue of yours into my cunt. Mhh, you just might be a Grade A cunt eater.”

Petrina sucked my pussy-stained cock into her mouth.

I shuddered and commanded, “Spread your legs and start peeing, bitch.”

The girl spread her legs. She sucked harder at my cock as her urine splashed on the floor, forming a yellow puddle that spread across the tiles and around her knees. Her mouth sucked harder, my cock swelling erect in her mouth.

“You are a fucking piss slut,” I moaned as I relaxed my bladder. I sighed as the pressure dwindled. My urine splashed into her mouth. It was almost like cumming, but not nearly intense. It had that same feeling of ejaculation flowing through my cock, sending a pleasant tingle through my body. It was made all the more exciting by pissing in a cute girl’s mouth.

“That’s it, slut, drink my piss!” I groaned as my piss died.

She swallowed and spluttered, some of my urine trickling out of her mouth and running down her neck to soak into her halter top. I forced out a few, last drops as her tongue flicked along the crown of my cock.

“You got the floor dirty, pee slut,” I shouted. “Bend down and lick that piss up like a good, little pee slut.”

Petrina released my cock and lowered her head. She moaned as she licked her own piss off the floor, savoring the flavor.

“You are one nasty, fucking piss slut,” I groaned, my cock throbbing hard before me. I moved behind her, flipping up her skirt. She looked up in alarm and barked. “Keep licking up your piss, slut. Don’t stop just cause you’re about to get your first dick up your snatch!”

Her pussy was covered by a mat of brown hair, wet with urine. I knelt down on the floor. Luckily, the puddle of pee didn’t reach this far. I rubbed the head of my cock on her cunt. Petrina moaned as I pushed into her tight depths.

“Damn,” I groaned, slamming into her tight cunt as she lapped up her piss.

“That’s nasty!” Fernie moaned. “Petrina, you are a nasty slut. I’m going to have so much fun with you tonight!”

Hikaru moaned as she licked Fernie’s pussy with passion. The Japanese girl’s arms were wrapped around the Black girl’s waist, hugging her ass. Fernie writhed, grinding her hips on Hikaru’s hungry mouth.

The bathroom door opened and a girl texting on her smart phone walked in, so focused on her device she reached the first stall before she realized what was going on. Her blue eyes, framed by red-rimmed glasses, widened in surprise, her hand going to her mouth. She wore conservative, white blouse tucked into her long, black skirt. Her hair was black, cut short, with a single red streak down her left bangs was at odds with her conservative dress.

“Oh, jeepers,” she gasped and then flushed.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked, a girl dressed this conservatively must be.

“No,” she said, backing towards the door.

“Well, come piss in Petrina’s mouth. She wants to drink it. Right, slut?”

I smacked Petrina’s ass and she gasped, “Yes!” and went back to licking up her piss.

“I…what,” stammered the new girl as she moved over. “Is that pee she’s licking up?”

“She’s a pee slut,” I laughed, fucking slowly into Petrina’s cunt. “So hike up your skirt, drop your panties, and let her drink your piss and eat your tight cunt.”

A frilly pair of pink panties came out from beneath the new girls skirt, and she walked over to Petrina. The pee slut wrapped her arms around the girl’s hips as her head disappeared beneath the girl’s skirt. Petrina’s cunt squeezed my cock as the new girl pissed in Petrina’s mouth.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” the new girl moaned. “Oh, wow. You’re the real Mark Glassner.”

“Yep,” I grinned.

Petrina shuddered beneath me. She slurped and gulped the new girl’s piss as she came. Her cunt throbbed about my dick, massaging my shaft. I fucked her harder, savoring the velvety grip and the depravity of the moment.

“Oh, wow her tongue feels nice,” gasped the new girl. “Umm, she’s almost as good a carpet muncher as my cousin!” A delicious shudder went through the new girl, “Her tongue is agile. I bet she’s ate some girl’s snatch before.”

“Oh, she has,” moaned Fernie. “We lez out all the time at our apartment! That’s how I know she popped her cherry with a carrot. I watched her do it! And this little Asian slut’s learning to do a good job. I’m going to cover your face in my juices, sugar. Just keep sucking my clit, you little lezzie slut! Oh, crap, I’m coming! This lezzie bee-atch is making me cum!”

The new girl gasped, “Yes, right there, pee slut. Lick my dirty pussy clean. Oh, yes, oh, fricking yes, that’s amazing! Oh, oh, here it cums, baby, here it cums. Drink my girl cum like you drank my pee!”

“Damn, Maya!” Fernie gasped at the new girl. “Cum on the pee slut’s face!”

Maya bucked on Petrina’s face. She shuddered and moaned before she stumbled back, slipped on the pee, and fell on her butt. “Oh, shoot!” she gasped and quickly stood, her ass wet. She had landed in Petrina’s piss.

Flushing in embarrassment, Maya walked over to the sink, and pulled off her skirt, washing it in the faucet. Her bush was black, neatly trimmed, and drenched with pussy juices. I watched her nice ass as I fucked Petrina.

My balls boiled. Petrina licked and slurped her piss up from the floor like a good slut. The pleasure surged through me. I slammed into her depths and erupted. My dick pulsed, the pleasure roaring through me.

“Fuck, that was nice,” I panted and pulled out of her. I smacked her ass. “You’re a great pee slut, Petrina.”

“Thank you, sir,” she panted.

Fernie had released Hikaru and was just finishing buttoning her jeans. “That was good, slut,” Fernie panted, patting Hikaru on the head.

“Hikaru, get dressed and remember to wait out front after class,” I ordered, zipping up my pants and heading out to find my virgins.

“Yes, sir,” Hikaru answered as I barreled through the doors.

To be continued…

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