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Story Codes: Teen female/Teen females, Teen female/Teen female, Teen male/Female, Teen female Masturbation, Teen male/Teen female, Watersports, Oral Sex, Sex Toys, School, Teacher, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Interracial

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Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this!

Juliana has the biggest smirk on her face as Bree sullenly stands beside her. The bitch did it on purpose. Took your favorite girl to be on her team for water balloon dodge ball. You flex your hand as you stare out at the girls standing before you.

There’s a lot of great choices. You want someone fast and quick. All the girls are staring at you with eager looks on their faces. They squirm, their shoes squeaking, their boobs jiggling in their tight, white tops. Nipples poke from their tits.

Some many great choices.

Your eyes fall on Darcie. She’s the most limber girl in school, or so she claims. A cheerleader. She looks so excited right now. Her hips wiggle from side to side, her hot-red gym shorts hugging her pussy, leaving quit the enticing cameltoe.

“Darcie,” you say.

“Yes!” she squeals and darts to you, her long mane of bleached hair flowing behind her. She grabs your arm and giggles in excitement.

“Well, well, who should I choose,” Juliana purrs, staring at the girls. “Jordan. Let’s go!”

Jordan, her short bob of cherry-red hair, looks more than a little disappointed to be chosen by Juliana. That just makes the Head of the Inquisition Squad look even more annoyed as Jordan slouches over to stand by Bree.

“Me, me, me!” Ramona moans, the Hispanic girl’s wavy-brown hair spilling about her face. She’s a possibility.

“You won’t be disappointed with me,” Esmerelda purrs. The redhead, her curly locks falling about her face, has confidence as she stands there with her hands on her hips. “I’m a gymnast. We know how to twist and bend.”

It’s quite the sales pitch. “Esmerelda.”

She does a cartwheel out of sheer enthusiasm, you suspect, and ends up on your other side. Her red hair sways about her face as she grabs your left arm. She presses her round boob into the side of your arm.

“We’re going to kick ass!”

“We’ll see,” Juliana purrs. “Posy. I like your style.”

Posy let’s out a sigh. Her blue eyes flash to you and then she heads to Juliana. Posy is a petite girl, the smallest in the class. She’s going to be a hard target to hit. It’s a good choice. You were thinking about her, but now you have to pick someone else.

“You know I have passion, Sultan!” the dorm leader of the Devas said. Meg is standing there, her braid of brown hair spilling down her back. “You know I do.”

She does. “Yeah, sure, Meg. Let’s go.”

“Yes!” Doing a fist pump in celebration, she jogs out to you while you start thinking about who you want next.

The girls are all athletic. Basima, Ramona, Deanne, and Yenifer all have their qualities. Ramona is staring at you with such hope in her eyes. It’s clear she wants to be on your team. That sort of passion is great. She’ll make—

“Ramona!” Juliana says, giving you a nasty look.

“What?” Ramona gasps. “I mean…” She throws a pleading look to Coach Muriel, but the woman just gives her a stare back. “Fine! Be on your dumb team.”

“My dumb team is going to win,” purrs Juliana. “Unless you want to have to eat their pussies and drink their pisses. Don’t you want to be of the ones doing the pissing?”

“I could be doing the pissing on his team,” Ramona says. “I don’t wanna drink piss.”

“Then play to win!”

Well, Ramona’s gone. The three left are all amazing. It sucks that someone has to get picked last. They are all staring at you. Basima is great. She’s amazing, but… Yenifer has a toned body. She looks like a runner. Good endurance might just pay off.

“Yenifer,” you say.

“Thank god,” she moans, squeezing her nipples. She trots over. “You won’t be disappointed, vato.”

“I know.” You grin at her.

“Well, Deanne or Basima,” says Juliana. “We all know how hopeless Basima is when she’s not in the water. Come on, Deanne, let’s kick his ass and piss in their mouths.”

“Yay?” Deanne says, looking disappointed.

“And I get my sexy Basima,” you say, pulling away from the other girls as the Arabic cutie is looking down at her feet. “My secret weapon.”

She looks up and then stumbles to you. “You didn’t pick me, Sultan. You ended up with me.”

You grab her ass and pull her to you. “And did you hear Juliana’s opinion of you?”

She nods.

“You going to prove that bitch wrong?”

A slow smile spreads on Basima’s lips. “I am, Sultan. I am.”

“Good.” You lean in and kiss her, squeezing her rump. She’s got a great ass. Feels amazing beneath your fingers. Her lips taste sweet. You shudder, your cock throbbing as you enjoy this moment. You want to keep kissing her, but you have to kick Juliana’s ass.

And, sadly, some of the girls you like. Sorry, Bree, you think. I can’t go easy on you.

The whistle blows then Coach Muriel says, “Okay, okay. Let’s get playing. Since Studmuffin chose second, his team gets the first round of balls.”

“What?” Juliana gasps.

“Only fair,” you say, breaking the kiss with Basima. Coach Muriel tosses you a water balloon she had picked up earlier on. Then she tosses a second to Darcie. You grip yours and grin, so eager for this.

“Rules are simple,” says Coach Muriel. “If you get hit by a water balloon and it bursts on you, then you’re out. You can only go out of bounds to pick up an not popped balloon, not to avoid getting hit. If I blow the whistle and call your name, go sit on the bleachers and cheer your side on. Winner team gets serviced by the loser. Watersports are allowed, but let them get naked before you pee all over them. We don’t want to stain the uniforms. And it’ll be done in the locker room. I don’t want my floors stained.”

“Sounds good,” Juliana says. “Going to enjoy pissing in your mouth.”

“I think you just want me to urinate all over you again, but you’re too scared to admit it.” You wink at her. “Don’t worry, I’ll crush your team so you’ll get to live out that sick desire of yours.”

“Well, I’m not getting pissed on,” Ramona says.

“Nope,” Jordan adds, wiggling her hips. “Sorry, hot stuff, we’re going to have to wipe your team out.”

“Just don’t hit his cock,” moans Deanne. “After we piss on him, we’re going to want to use that dick and we don’t want to take chances that we’ll hurt him.”

“Right,” Posy says. “Cock is off limits!”

“We’ll see,” Juliana says.

Bree glares.

“Oh, coach, can we say no friendly fire,” Juliana asks as she stands before Bree. “You know, don’t want to accidentally take out your teammate. These things can get crazy.”

“Fair enough.” Coach Muriel motions you to the court.

There was a natural divide on the volleyball court that’s painted on the gym floor. It’s smaller than the basketball court. Making it easier to bunch up. You and your team are ready. Each team has a trash can full of water balloons. They’re about the size of a baseball and come in all sort of neon hues: oranges, purples, pinks, greens, yellows, and blues. Everyone grabs two, the balloons beading with water. Darcie’s standing up front while the other team is backing up. They’re bunching together. Bree steps up to the front. She looks… open.

She winks at you.

The whistle blows.

Water balloons fly.

You throw your first water balloon at Bree. It sails straight at her chest and bursts across her white t-shirt. The water slides over her round breasts, melting her t-shirt to her tits. The pink hue of her flesh bleeds through, nipples standing up straight and proud. Other balloons are bursting across the floor, leaving bits of rubber and water everywhere. Juliana dodges right to avoid Darcie’s balloon.

“Bree!” Coach Muriel calls.

“Darn it,” Bree sighs and then slouches to the stands, her wet tits jiggling.

Everyone’s running for the cans to grab fresh ammunition. Esmerelda throws hers as Posy tosses one back. The two balloons hit each other, bursting between them. The game is on, sneakers squeaking on the wet floor and girls bouncing. A furious exchange of water balloons flies back and forth. The other team is avoiding you, though, throwing at your girls. Darcie squeals and darts to the right only to get hit on the right boob.

The burst of water is incredible. It’s distracting seeing her dusky nipple bleeding through the material. Even though she’s on your team, it’s a shame to lose her.

“Darn it,” she groans.

Coach Muriel’s whistle blows.

As Darcie heads back to the stand, you scoop up a fresh balloon and throw it at Juliana. She dodges quickly to the side. Purple streaks by your face. Basima gasps and dives for the floor. It flies over her head. She rises up, holding her water balloon to her chest and gains her feet. She runs up to the line and hurls it for Juliana.

“Fuck!” she gasps and dives to the floor again, rolling.

It hits Ramona in the tits. She gasps as the water bursts over her round tits. Her brown skin looks incredible through the wet t-shirt. It’s such a distracting sight. She sighs and heads towards the bleachers to sit with Bree and Darcie. Posy nearly hits you while you stand there ogling the naked tits. You dodge out of the way. A moment later, Jordan hits Meg, plastering her t-shirt to her chest.

As Meg walks off, Esmerelda whips another water balloon at Juliana, intent on hitting her, but she spins around it and whips her own at Basima in a smooth motion. Your busty Arab lover dives to the ground, landing on her boobs. You wince even as a water balloon flies at you from Posy.

You do the impossible and catch it, moving your hand with it to slow the momentum and spinning around. It’s something you learned how to do playing football. Soft hands. You come around and whip it back at her, but her petite body lets her dodge it easily. Deanne jumps into action and runs up to the line. She fires a yellow bullet at Yenifer. She squeaks in shock and it bursts across her chest hard, her large tits rippling from the impact, their brown perfection revealed by the water soaking her t-shirt.

“¡Mierda!” she gasps, stumbling back.

You dart back for the trash can and grab a fresh one. You slam the blue balloon at Deanne. She squeaks in fright and, instead of dodging, turns her body to protect herself. It strikes on the ass, soaking her shorts but not her t-shirt. Still she staggers off, shaking her head at herself.

Juliana whips a yellow one at you, a streak that you barely can see coming. But your body’s been honed playing football. You duck under the balloon and thrust your hand into the can, fishing out another one which you throw back at her. The bitch is quick. She dodges it only for Jordan, who’s preparing to throw, to get hit right on the tits.

She gasps as the water soaks her t-shirt, her lovely, round breasts and dark-red nipples appearing. She sighs and passes her balloon to Posy while Juliana grabs a fresh one.

They both are ready to throw. Your team spreads out and gets ready. Juliana and Posy are both eyeing your team looking like hungry predators. Without even a word, they both throw their water balloons at Esmerelda. She gasps and darts to the right. Juliana’s pink misses but Posy’s green hits Esmerelda on the thigh. Esmerelda gasps, her curly, red hair bouncing, her legs dripping.

You snag a fresh water balloon, your trash can running low, and throw it at Posy. She’s quick, but not this time. As she twists to dodge, you hit her right on the ass. She gasps as you soak her rump in water, the shorts molding to her perfect rump. It’s not transparent, but it is a sight.

Juliana growls. It’s down to two to one.

She grabs a fresh water balloon and throws it at you while Basima hurtles hers at Juliana. The bitch dodges it and rips out three water balloons, holding two in one hand. She throws her first at you. Then a second and a third, hurtling them fast. You’re dodging while Basima is reloading, holding two in her own hand.

Juliana curses and rushes to grab more as Basima throws both of hers. They… go wide.

Everyone reloads. The pair of you face Juliana. She stands on the balls of her feet. There is determination in her eyes, her fingers squeezing her water balloons.

“Go, boyo, go!” Bree shouts.

“Don’t cheer him on!” shouts Deanne. “I don’t want to get pissed on.”

“Sultan’s gonna win!” roars Darcie.

“Come on, boy,” Juliana shouts.

You throw your water balloon at her hard, a blurring missile. Basima hurls hers a second later. The Head of the Inquisition Squad throws her balloon before her and strikes yours, bursting it in mid air. Basima’s misses again.

Then Juliana throws her second water balloon at Basima. It’s rushing at those big, lush tits of your Arab lover. It’s a hard throw. It’s going to hurt those sensitive tits. Without even thinking, you throw yourself in the path. You’re flying sideways.

The water balloon bursts across your chest, soaking your t-shirt. The impact stings, but you can take it. You hit the court and slide, groaning. You’re out just like that. You groan and hand your last water balloon to Basima. Juliana grabs two fresh ones. You head off the courts as the last two face each other.

Basima versus Juliana.

“You can do it, Sultana,” you say. “Put that bitch in her place!”

Juliana roars as Basima smiles. A balloon hurtles from Juliana’s hand, a pink blur that streaks across the dividing line. Basima’s ready. She darts to the right and then comes up with her arm cocked, ready to unleash it.

The Head of the Inquisition Squad gets on the balls of her feet, ready to dodge right or left. Basima doesn’t throw it yet. She’s waiting, her arm held high. Juliana is focused on it, ready to toss her own the moment Basima hurtles hers. Everyone breathless for what’s about to happen.

You’re on the edge of your seat. Wait is Basima waiting for? Is she baiting Juliana to throw. The Head of the Inquisition Squad furrows her brow. It’s clear she’s as confused as you are. She rocks, tensing, prepared to dodge, all her focus on that balloon held high.

Everyone is.

Then Juliana growls and draws back her own hand.

It’s then that you notice a yellow balloon casually tumbling towards Juliana. Not fast at all. Basima’s lobbed her off-hand one. It’s not heading fast. Juliana sees it and gasps. She stops her throw and lurches to the right.

Basima throws her primary one.

The green streaks so fast you can hardly follow it as it flies at Juliana. In mid-dodge, it’s too late of her to stop her momentum. She tries to shift her weight, but the balloon bursts across her tits instead, soaking the front of her t-shirt.

Juliana’s round breasts are exposed over everyone to see.

“Sultana!” you cry and dart to Basima.

As the coach blows the whistle, you scoop up your Arabic queen. She throws her arms around your neck and her legs around your waist. She grinds her crotch into your hardon as she kisses you with every ounce of passion she has.

Her tongue dances with yours. You grab her ass, squeezing her rump as the girls of your team swarm around you. Darcie and Esmerelda are jumping up and down on either side of you, wet t-shits clinging to bouncing breasts. Meg hugs you from behind while Yenifer hugs Basima.

They’re bouncing, squealing, cheering.

“Boyo, yes!” Bree shouts. “I love you!”

“Yeah, go, Sultan!” Posy cheers. “Our dorm won.”

“But we lost,” Deanne groans.

“I don’t want to drink piss!” moans Ramona.

“We lost,” hisses Juliana as she stands up. She glares at you. “Let’s get this over with, boy.”

You break the kiss with Basima. “Right, Bitch.”

You carry Basima in your arms as everyone heads to the locker room, Coach Muriel leading the way. She has a nice shake to her ass. She’s clearly eager for what’s to come. Maybe she’s into watersports. Or maybe she’s just eager in getting some of your dick.

You’re ready for it.

You carry busty Basima into the locker room, your dick so hard. The girls’ locker room is like the boys but it’s way bigger. There must be a locker in here for every girl who’s a student, padlocks on each of them.

“Okay girls, get naked!” Coach Muriel orders then pulls off her own tight, white t-shirt. A pair of round breasts topped by pink nipples pop out, her curly, brown hair swaying about her shoulders. She grins at you.

The other girls strip naked. Your team is tearing off their wet clothes, getting naked in no time. The other team, minus Bree and Posy, are going as slow as they can. Especially Juliana. You’ve already set Basima down and ripped off your clothes and Juliana is still playing at folding her top, her round breasts jiggling, covered in beads of water.

The other girls are getting naked. Jordan doesn’t look happy. Nor does Ramona. She peels off her shorts, bending over so her round breasts sway. Deanne slides off her shorts, her ass pointed at you. Her shaved pussy peeks out between her thighs, her large tits swaying as she moves.

“Juliana, get those shorts off,” Coach Muriel says. She’s naked, a landing strip of brown hair leading to her shaved cunt.

“Fine,” Juliana mutters. She shoves off her shorts. “Let’s get this over with.”

“Oh, you want it,” you say, noticing the gleam on her shaved cunt. “You’re juicy.”

Her cheeks flush even redder. “That’s sweat.”

“Riiiiight!”

She whirls, her twin, golden braids flapping. She marches to the shower area and kneels. The rest of her team does the same, forming a line of kneeling girls. Bree smiles at you. She’s ready to submit to what you want. Posy, too.

You pull your team around you and whisper your instructions to them. They all nod, grinning.

The six of you stride over, your cock throbbing as it bobs before you, bare feet smacking on the tiled floors. Your girls spread out, each one going for their assigned girl. Basima to Bree, Darcie to Ramona, Meg to Posy, Esmerelda to Jordan, and Yenifer to Deanne. You head for Juliana. She glares at you, her eyes burning hot.

“Now!” bursts from your lips.

Meg, Darcie, Basima, Yenifer, and Esmerelda all dart towards Juliana. In a flash, they’re surrounding her, turning around and thrusting their cunts out at the girl. Then five streams of golden urine splash on Juliana.

She splutters as she’s getting pissed on from every side. She splutters, the urine striking her in the face, on her round tits, and the top of her hair. The girls are soaking her in their urine, your dick so hard and throbbing.

Coach Muriel chuckles in delight as she steps up beside you, her whistle dangling between her breasts. “Well played.”

“She wanted watersports,” you say, shrugging.

“That she did.”

Juliana could do nothing more than splutter, they drench her in piss. The golden liquid runs down her body, spilling in windy rivulets across her belly to her pussy lips. It drips to the floor, a puddle of yellow forming beneath her.

It was such a humiliating sight. Juliana endures it. The girls all groan as they force out the last spurts of their urine. The petering streams splash across Juliana’s body and then they go dry. She drips there as your teammates all giggle and then dart for their respective girls.

“Hey!” Esmerelda says as she steps up before Jordan. “I expect to have some wonderful orgasms on your mouth.”

“Mmm, you got it!” Jordan moans. Her cherry-red bob of hair sways as she plunges forward and buries her face into Esmerelda’s cunt. The natural redhead throws back her head and moans her delight.

“Hey, Bree,” Basima says. “Do you mind licking me?”

“You’re one of the boyo’s sultanas!” Bree glances at you and winks. “I would love to eat your pussy. Plant that cunt on my face. I’m starvin’!”

You smile at the sight. Darcie pulls Ramona in to get her cunt munched on, and Yenifer has Deanne feasting away. Meg grins at you while Posy dives into that thick, brown bush. Meg moans, her braid swaying behind her.

Juliana glares at you and then she shifts into a kneeling position and opens her mouth. Piss drips down her body. It covers her tits and soaks her pussy lips. There’s not a single bit of her that’s not drenched in urine.

“Pass,” you say and then glance at Coach Muriel. “Care to do the honors?”

“You’re not going to piss in my mouth?” the coach asks as she saunters to you, her round breasts jiggling.

“Only if you want me to,” you say.

“Pass.” She falls to her knees and then grabs your cock. “But feel free to dump all the cum you want into my mouth, Studmuffin. I’m going to just enjoy this. Mmm, it’s going to be yummy.”

She slides her lips over your mouth. You shudder as she does that. It feels incredible. You groan, your head tossing from side to side as you love every moment of her lips sealing about your dick. She’s got quite the mouth on her. It just feels so good to have her sucking on you.

She bobs her head, sliding her lips up and down your cock. You groan, loving your PE teacher’s blowjob. She’s going to make you cum hard. The girls of your team are all moaning and gasping, their breasts jiggling.

They are such a sight to watch. Esmerelda has two fistfuls of Jordan’s cherry-red hair. Yenifer’s grinding her shaved twat onto Deanne’s lips. Bree is making Basima’s big boobs heave, your green-haired cutie feasting on your Arab beauty’s cunt. Meg’s shuddering, clearly loving what Posy’s doing, and Darcie’s moaning as she holds onto the back of Ramona’s head.

Juliana glares at you and rubs her piss-soaked pussy with her fingers.

You wink at her.

Coach Muriel’s tongue dances around your cock. She has such a wonderful one. Your balls tighten as you love what she’s doing to you. Her suction is incredible. She’s sucking cock like she’s been dreaming of doing this for years.

Probably has.

You slide your hands through her curly, brown hair. You thrust away at her mouth now, fucking her as you savor the feel of her nursing on your dick. It’s an incredible delight. You love every second of it. You throw back your head.

“Fuck, that’s nice,” you groan. “Coach Muriel, you are a foxy lady.”

“Yeah, she is,” Darcie moans. “Ooh, yes, yes, Ramona, get that tongue in my cunt. Oh, you know how to love my pussy.”

“Yes, yes, yes, Posy,” Meg gasps, her long braid of dark-brown hair spilling down her back. “Ooh, you’re going to be getting a mouthful of pussy cream.”

“Bree,” whimpers Basima, her eyes closed and her big boobs jiggling.

Juliana thrusts several of her fingers into her cunt, frigging them with such angry passion as she drips in piss. You love it, your dick throbbing in Coach Muriel’s hot, wet mouth. You thrust away at her, burying your dick to the back of her gullet.

She moans in delight, sucking on you the entire time. You love this bliss, savoring the pleasure of her nursing on your cock. Your heart pounds in your chest. It’s beating hard and fast as you revel in the growing pleasure in your nuts.

You’re going to flood your coach’s mouth. She’s going to gulp down all that cum. You can’t wait for it. You smile, your dick throbbing as she nurses on you. Her sloppy suckles mix with the moans and gasps of the girls.

“I’m going to cum!” Esmerelda moans. “Oh, yes, yes, Jordan, just eat my pussy. Mmm, I want to cream that mouth.”

“Damn,” you pant. “You want my cum, Coach Muriel.”

She moans around your dick.

She nurses, building and building that explosive pressure at the tip of your cock. Your nuts tighten. You slam to the back of her throat and draw back your hips, the suction increasing. You shudder, so close to bursting.

“Oh, yes, Posy!” Meg moans, her braid dancing. “Drink it! Drink that cream.”

“Deanne!” Yenifer squeals. “Oh, that’s so good. You’re so awesome at eating cunt. Oh, that’s so good.”

Hearing the girls climaxing sets your off. You spurt over and over again. Your cock fires all that jizz into Coach Muriel’s mouth. She gulps it down with such delight. She swallows it all, her eyes squeezing shut.

“Fuck!” you growl, the pleasure slamming through your body and striking your mind.

“Ooh, ooh!” squeals Esmerelda, her curly, red hair flying.

“Oh, Bree!” Basima groans. “Oh, Bree, that’s it. Oooh, I love you. We’re both the Sultan’s sexy women. Yes, yes, yes!”

“Fuck!” gasps Darcie. “Ramona! You wonderful slut!”

The girls are all gasping. Tits are heaving. Juliana squeals as she cums, soaked in piss. Her face contorts. You shudder, dumping the last of your cum into Coach Muriel’s mouth. You savor her nursing on your cock, eager for more. But there’s none left.

She rips her mouth off your dick, panting. Her eyes burn with need. You know what she craves. “On your hands and knees, Coach!”

“Yes, Studmuffin!” She spins around and bends over. She has a tight ass. Fit. She wiggles it, her shaved pussy lips puffy and needing a dick. “Girls, get the strap-ons out of my office. Feel free to fuck the losers!”

All the girls on your team squeal and dart for the coach’s office. They burst inside while you fall to your knees. Your cock throbs. You’re so eager to fuck the PE coach. With a grin, you press your dick into her cunt.

Thrust.

You bury to the hilt in your coach’s cunt. She shudders and moans, her pussy holding you tight. She squeezes about you. It’s an incredible passion. You love the feel of her about you. That silky embrace is incredible.

The girls burst out of her office holding various strap-on dildos. They pull on the harnesses. Fleshy cocks and smooth shafts bounce before the girls. The losers are all getting on their hands and knees like the coach, wiggling their asses.

Their cunts drip with their excitement.

Yenifer is the first to pull hers on. She rushes forward and goes for Deanne. She falls to her knees and rams that dildo into the blonde girl’s cunt. Deanne howls in delight, her head throwing back. She whimpers in delight.

Then the other girls are falling on their partners.

Dildos are burying into cunts. Squeals of delight echo through the locker room. Juliana pants, watching it all. Her hard eyes meet yours. She’s dripping in piss and doesn’t seem to care. You wink at her, fucking the coach hard.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Bree moans. “Ooh, that’s it, lass. Fuck my cunt!”

“Gladly!” Basima purrs, her big boobs heaving as he pumps away at the green-haired cutie’s cunt.

“Ooh, that’s it,” Posy gasps. “Fuck my cunt, Meg. Fuck my cunt with that big, huge shaft. Goddamn, that’s so good. You’re going to make me cum.”

“Just explode!” groans Meg, her braid bouncing.

You watch those girls fucking before you, plump rumps clenching as they drive dildos into hot cunt. You savor the pussy you’re in, slamming your cock hard and fast into the twat squeezing down on you. You’re going to explode. Just burst with pleasure. It’s going to be great.

Coach Muriel moans as you plow into her. She rocks back into your thrusts, her pussy squeezing about you. She’s hot and tight in all the right places. You slide your hands up her body, grabbing her tits and squeezing them.

“Oh, that’s it, Studmuffin!” she groans, her cunt clenching down tight. “Just ram that dick into me. Yes, yes, that’s it. That’s fucking it!”

“You got it, Coach,” you growl. You always listen to your coaches. Why stop now?

You thrust into her with hard strokes. You plow into her, burying your dick into her snatch over and over again. It feels incredible to do that. To ram into her and feel her snatch squeezing about your dick. You groan, your balls smacking into her.

You watch the girls fucking before you. Basima’s plump ass jiggles and Yenifer’s brown booty has a nice quiver to it. Esmerelda’s curly, red hair bounces as she fucks Jordan, and Meg has herself a tight rump. Darcie’s moaning as she plows into Ramona.

The girls getting fucked are having a blast. Juices run down their thighs, spilling out of those hot cunts of theirs. It’s a stimulating sight. You savor it as you thrust away at the tight twat of your coach. She feels amazing wrapped around you.

“Oh, my god, that’s good,” Bree moans. “Fuck my cunt! Ooh, ooh, you’re almost as good as the Sultan!”

“Thank you so much for saying that, Bree!” Basima pants. “Ooh, yes, yes, I love being in his harem! It’s such a hot delight!”

“Sounds like it!” Meg groans. “Ooh, I should have gone onto the roof. We blew it, Posy. We blew it! Why did we have to be such cowards? Juliana loves the humiliating things the Sultan does to her.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Juliana growls.

“Then why are you going to let me do such wild things to you tonight?” you ask. “You’re going to be so humiliated. Ooh, it’s going to be amazing!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” gasps Coach Muriel. “Oh, your cock, Studmuffin. Your fucking cock is churning up my pussy. I’m going to cum so hard on it.”

“Good!” you growl.

You fuck hard into her cunt. You churn her up with your hard strokes. You fuck into her hard and fast. Every thrust into her brings you closer and closer to firing all that jizz into her. you’re going to love it.

The gasps and moans of the girls resound through the locker room. They are fucking fast and hard. The slap of flesh on flesh echoes about you. Boobs heave. You can see the side-profile of Basima’s as she plows into Bree’s cunt. The Arabic girl is fucking hard.

“Fuck,” you moan, pumping away with powerful strokes. “That’s it, Coach Muriel. That is it. You feel incredible.”

“So do you, Studmuffin!” Coach Muriel rocks back into you. “Oh, yes, yes, I’m going to cum on this dick.”

“Tell me about it!” Ramona moans. “Ooh, Darcie, jam that dick into me. Just fuck me so hard. I love it. I sooooo love it!”

“Right?” gasps Darcie. “I know how to fuck with a strap-on. Oooh, but I wish I was getting fucked by the Sultan. He is amazing. Just the best.”

“Hell, yeah!” Bree moans. “Basima! Basima. I’m cumming!”

Bree tosses her head, her green hair flying. Then Posy squeals, pussy cream gushing down her thighs and splashing on the floor. The scents of hot cunts swell in the air. Deanne groans next, her cunt getting churned up by Yenifer’s thrusts.

“Oh, Esmerelda!” Jordan moans. “Ooh, fuck, that’s good. That’s it. That’s what I need. Fuck, yes!”
Esmerelda thrusts forward into Jordan’s clearly cumming cunt. Then the natural redhead joins the artificial one in rapture. Esmerelda’s ass clenches before your face while she shudders and moans out her delight.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Darcie moans. “I’m going to cum, Ramona. I’m going to cum fucking your cunt so hard. Ooh, so close!”

“Ooh, just hold out!” whimpered Ramona. “Just… just… Oh, fucking god, I love this!”

“Me, too!” howled Darcie.

“¡Mierda!” gasped Yenifer, burying forward.

You watch the girls cumming. Meg joins them and then Basima. You slam into Coach Muriel, the scent of hot cunt fills the air. You sway, savoring that wonderful aroma. It’s such a delight to enjoy. The coach squeals out her pleasure, her cunt writhing around you.

“Oh, fuck, yes!” she moans.

You grip the coach’s hips and fuck her hard. You thrust away at her writhing snatch, savoring her hot flesh convulsing around you. With a hard plunge, you slam to the hilt in her. The pressure explodes in your nuts.

You erupt.

You fire blast after blast of cum into her cunt. You flood her over and over again. The pleasure sparks across your mind as you howl out your pleasure. It’s incredible to cum in the coach’s cunt. To feel her pussy sucking at your dick. She milks you, hungry for your spunk.

“Goddamn, fuck!” you growl, gripping her hips. “Shit, shit, shit!”

You spray her pussy with your cum. You shudder, unleashing every drop of cum you have into her cunt. You plump her full of your seed. You groan through the pleasure. It’s such a wonder. You shudder as the rapture turns into bliss.

“Damn,” you pant and pull out of your coach. You smack your cock on her rump. “You’re a great fuck, Coach.”

“Mm, that was some good hustle from you,” she says. “Good hustle from all you girls. That’s class. Put the strap-ons away and then shower up. You all need to be fresh and ready for whatever second period throws at you.”

“Especially if I’m in your class, boy,” Juliana says. “I’ll be with you every step of the day.”

“Me, too,” Bree shouts. “Communication is going to be so hot.”

You grin and then gather up your discarded clothes and head to the boys’ locker room. You take a quick shower and then dress in your uniform. You wonder what a class like communication will be like. Will you be taught how to speak? There’s a lot of lies around this school. You’re not certain communication is a strong suit here. But tonight, you’re going to get answers from the headmistress herself.

You whistle at what you’re going to do tonight. Juliana is going to be your biggest ally in figuring out what is going on at this school and she doesn’t even know it. That amuses you to no end. You smile, so eager to get the school day done.

But there’s going to be lots of delights, right?

Dressed in your gray slacks and white shirt, you head out to see the girls emerging, hair wet. Juliana has her piss soaked uniform, glaring at you. Then she turns and marches out towards the school. Bree darts up followed by Basima.

“Are you in my Communication class?” you ask the Arabic girl.

Her face falls. “No, I have Advanced Physics.”

“But you got me, boyo!” Bree says. “And the pleasure of having Basima glommed to your other arm as we walk back to the school. What more could you want.”

You grin and nod in agreement.

The three of you saunter out of the gym. You feel good about this plan. Things are going to work out just right. You can feel it. Once you have enough time alone with the Headmistress, she’s going to break. You’re going to find out just what the fuck is going on in this school.

You three step outside. You can’t help but look at the picturesque mountains around you, the slopes covered in forests until they reach the glacial-capped peaks. You’re so remote. You don’t know how you got here or why you agreed to go to an all-girls’ school. Why wouldn’t you be at your normal school? It’s your senior year. Your chance to captain the football team. Maybe get a scholarship. You probably aren’t good enough to go pro, but you could have come close.

So why are you here?

Girls pass you on the way to PE themselves. They giggle at the sight of you, a saunter to their steps. You wink at them and they burst into squeals of delight. This school does have its perks that’s for sure.

Inside the building, Basima kisses you, her tongue dancing with yours. She breaks away. “Have fun in class, Sultan. I’ll see you at lunch then at swim practice.”

“Right, I’m on the swim team.” That seems weird, too, but it’s not like they have a football program. And spending time with girls in bathing suits…

Only, who do they compete against if no one is allowed to leave the campus?

You ponder that as you head up to the second floor where your Communication class is. Bree clings to your arm the entire time. You pass Ji-Young. She gives you and Bree both a kiss before she darts off.

Then you spot Terra. She murmurs, “Master,” as she passes by.

You reach the classroom and step inside. A girl squeals.

You smile as Alyx, your lap girl, darts up to you. Her braids of thick hair flap behind her. She hugs you and presses her face into your chest, rubbing her features back and forth. It had been hot taking her anal cherry today.

“Sultan!” she breathed in delight. “I didn’t know you were in this class.”

“How could I pass up a chance to have you sitting on my lap during a class?” you say, winking at her.

She beams at you.

Juliana is already sitting in a chair. They are in a circle in the center of the room. It held no desks. She has her arms folded, giving you such a dirty look. Her uniform is stained in urine. It’s drying, but the scent remains.

“Oh, my, Juliana,” says a woman with a long fall of blonde hair. Her large breasts swell out the purple blouse she’s wearing. “What happened to you. You’re positively drenched in urine.”

“I made a mistake,” Juliana says.

“Yeah, you didn’t ask if you could take off your clothes before I pissed on you,” you say. “But that’s okay. You’ll learn next time.”

The teacher glances at you, her green eyes widening. “You, eh, did that to Juliana.”

“I did.” You smile and sit down on the chair across from Juliana, Bree taking the one next to you. Alyx hops onto your lap and squirms about in place, her skirt spreading over your legs. She feels so delicious like that.

“Pussy or asshole, Sultan?” she asks.

The teacher gives you a curious look. “She’s my lap girl,” you explain as Alyx slides her hand beneath her skirt to reach for your fly. “So she can sit on my lap whenever she gets the chance.”

“Yep!” Alyx finds the zipper to your fly and draws it up. She’s squirming more and more as she does this. Then she reaches in and fishes out your cock.

Humming happily, she lifts up to impale her cunt down your cock. You groan as she does that, Bree grinning beside you. Alyx whimpers as she takes more and more of your dick into her tight, hot cunny.

She bottoms out on you. Every inch of that sweet delight is on your cock. It’s an amazing delight to feel. Your cock throbs in her snatch. You can’t help but grin at the delight of this. It’s a wonderful pleasure to experience.

“Damn,” you groan.

“Well, this is going to make class interesting having you in it,” the teacher says. “I’m Miss Nia. And in this class, we strive to communicate with each other.”

“Sounds good,” you say. “I’m eager to start communicating with all these girls.”

They are filtering in and gasping at the sight of you. A titter runs through them. They appear to be from all four of the grades. They take their seats, though the last two to fill up are the ones by Juliana, the girls sitting there wrinkling their noses.

“Okay, okay!” Miss Nia says, clapping her hands. “We have our new celebrity here today. And it looks like he knows Alyx.”

“Do you have his cock in you?” asks a girl with short, brown hair. Her blue eyes are wide. She squirms as she sits by Juliana.

“I’m the Sultan’s lap girl!” Alyx says, her cunt clenching down hard on your cock. It feels incredible to have that sweet delight wrapped around your shaft. Just a perfect treat.

“Well, why don’t we start with you,” Miss Nia says, pointing to the girl who spoke.

“I’m Alfreda,” she says, hopping to her feet. “I’m originally from Holstein, but now I live here!” her smile cracks for a moment. “I’m in the Graces Dorm. A sophomore, yay! I hope you’ll let me try out being your lap girl!”

“Maybe,” you say. “But Alyx is doing such a good job.”

She moans in delight.

“He knows me,” Juliana says, waving her hand.

“I’m Florina Hernández,” the Hispanic girl says. She has brown eyes and two hard nipples poking at the crisp, white blouse she wears. “Muses Dorm. I’m a sophomore. Uh… that’s it.” She sits back down, squirming.

A girl with dark-brown hair stands up. She stretches her back, her boobs pressing into the front of her blouse. “Catherina Hext! Junior in the Amazon Dorm! We’re the best! And I love to play tennis. Maybe you’re good at serving.”

“Not really,” you say, and grin. “Right, Juliana.”

She mutters beneath her breath.

A Chinese girl stands up. “Wei Yu. Also an Amazon! We do rock! I’m on the swim team.” She smiles at you. “I hope you’ll make practice awesome!”

“Maybe,” you say and wink.

“I’m Delores Gardner,” the girl sitting on the other side of Bree says. “Fates Dorm. Uh, a sophomore, of course. And, I… Well… Please to meet you!” Blushing, she sits back down, her braid of long, red hair dancing down her back.

“He knows me,” Bree coos. “Same dorm.”

The girl sitting next to you stands up. There’s something familiar about her. She’s a senior. You feel like you’ve seen her in an orgy with other girls. But of course, you haven’t. “I’m—”

“Magdalena,” you say.

Juliana gives you a sharp look.

“We met yesterday.” You grin at her. “Don’t you remember?”

“Er, yeah,” Magdalena says, looking a little confused but she’s being polite. “Of course. Didn’t get a good meeting. I’m in the Angels Dorm. We fly high. You should have picked us. You would have loved it, cabron. I’m on the Track and Field team. Pity you went swimming. You would have been great.”

“Yeah,” you say, confused why you had picked that sport.

“I’m Sapphire!” a blonde girl said with flashing, green eyes. The tips of her short tressers were frosted blue. “And I’m the winner of Best Pussy Eater two years running! Play tennis, and you’re cute, cutie. Mmm, just yummy. I might have to go for Best Cock Sucker this year.”

“Glad to help you practice,” you say then look to the last girl.

“I’m Ryleigh Waters,” says a Black girl with a bright smile. “Junior in the Valkyrie Dorm.” She has a nice set of tits. Really big. “I play basketball even with these big girls. Shame you didn’t join our team. I would love to guard you. I’d be all over your fine body.” She winks at you.

You grin back.

“Well, that was some great examples of communication,” Miss Nia says. “Just wonderful. That’s what we’re here to do. Communicating is the most important thing we can do. So, let’s have a fun activity.” She puts her hands on her hips and looks around. “We have twelve of us here, right? Well, we should form up into pairs to practice our communication. Now, you’re probably wondering how we should do it.”

“Talking?” asks Ryleigh. “Isn’t that it?”

“That’s one way we can do it,” she says. “But there are also nonverbal cues I want you to pick up on. So, when you have your partner, you have to compliment them. Tell them what you like about them. The person who is complimented will then say how that feels. Now, I know this will be awkward, so let’s just all get naked. That way, we’ll be as free as possible.”

You grin as Alyx slides off your cock. That wonderful glide of hot pussy feels incredible. She bounds off and your dick bobs before you, soaking in her juices. You stand up and begin undoing the buttons of your shirt as the girls are stripping.

As you thought, Ryleigh has a big pair of tits. They are large and succulent, her nipples a darker shade of brown from her breasts. She arches her back and wiggles her shoulders, her boobs bouncing before her in such an enticing way.

In fact, she’s got the largest tits in the room. Most of the girls have small boobs. Alyx has little mounds that she is eagerly showing you. They’re as dark as Ryleigh’s. The Black cutie smiles up at you as she squirms.

“They’re gorgeous,” you say.

But she’s not the only one with gorgeous breasts. Delores and Alfreda have small titties that are just so suckable, and Florina has these conical tits topped by succulent nipples. Catherine and Wei, the two Amazons, have round breasts that jiggle as they squirm. Magdalena has a rather huge pair, and Bree’s are always a delight. Juliana cups hers, already naked. She’s clearly glad to be out of her clothes as she stares at you.

“Well, why don’t you pick first,” the teacher says, staring at them. “Whichever girl you want to be your partner.”

They all rush to you. There are eleven naked girls that all want you to pick them. Do you pick Juliana to work on her more? Alyx because she’s so cute? Bree because you know how to make her purr? But there are the other girls that are just so enticing. Cute, adorable, and hungry.

Which do you pick?

To be continued…

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