C. Ralston: Turning on her teachers

"Oh, oh yes!" Ginger moaned, throwing her whole twisting, climaxing body back against the corn-holing teacher. "Fuck me! Fuck my hot asshole! Fill my buns with your warm cream!"

"It's… it's… HERE!" Downing screamed maniacally. "My cock is spraying! Take it, bitch, take it right where you deserve it – right up your tight little ass!"

Ginger mewled with joy and rolled her head from side to side in a frenzy of cum-excitement. She felt the hot jizz geysering up into her bunghole, a flood of burning cock juice, as her own fluid boiled out of her climaxing pussy. It mixed with Downing's gooey jism and ran down the insides of Ginger's taut thighs as the spunk overflowed the girl's filled ass channel. The overpowering fury of their joint cum rolled on and on, lasting as long as the ball juice shot from Downing's dick and the clear, heady liquid spattered out of Ginger's pussy.

When the last drops had drained away, the teacher pulled his drooping cock out of the girl's puffy rectum and wiped it on the sheets. Having a better idea in the midst of his efforts to clean it, Downing tapped the thoroughly drained girl on the shoulder and pointed to his dwindling dong.

"Suck it!" he commanded her, a cruel smile on his lips. "Lick it till it's clean!"

Ginger started to argue, but the look, in the teacher's stern eyes, and the memory of his fist hammering into Nancy's jaw, made her hold her protests. Ginger turned around on the small bed, cum dripping out of her ravaged butt, and sucked the ugly, brown-stained dick into her mouth.

Almost gagging on the smelly prick, Ginger forced herself to suck down the remains of Downing's salty cum and her own pussy and ass juice. The degraded teenager wondered hopelessly where her once-vaunted morality had vanished to.

She had enjoyed this monster's cock up her tender ass chute, she hadn't minded it when he had forced her to suck it earlier, she had liked the feel of it up her pussy, and now, the ultimate shock, she didn't really mind eating Downing's shit-smeared meat at this very moment!

"What… what now?" Ginger panted, releasing the squeaky-clean tool, almost hoping that he would command her to go on licking it until it was hard once more and then fuck her with it.

"Now? Now, my little slut, I get dressed and go back to my room," Downing said confidently, his pious smile back again. "Then, on Monday, I report you and that slumbering bitch over there as the filthy, cunt-licking lesbian snatches you are!"

Downing sprang up off the bed and stepped into his trousers. He was pulling his shirt back on by the time Ginger was sufficiently over her shock to speak.

"You, you mean… after what I did for you, you're still gonna try to ruin us?" the angry teenager shrieked.

"Did what?" Downing asked contemptuously. "My cock is clean, I just came in here, my dear. Your asshole is full of cum, but that's not surprising, considering what a hot-blooded little trollop you are. Some boy probably fucked you silly, just before you and your teacher began engaging in the queer orgy I found you partaking in. Do you want to scream for the management, dear? Go ahead, I'm ready with my story!"

Ginger turned crimson with rage, but she remained silent. Downing was the most respected member of the school faculty, Miss Caldwell was a first year teacher. There had been stories about her and the male students before – no doubt true, from what Ginger had seen of Nancy's hot nature – it was doubtful anyone would believe Ginger and Nancy over Downing!

The self righteous, hypocrite swaggered over to the door. He turned and smiled at Ginger and his still-unconscious colleague.

The bus rolled down the mountain, its tires singing on the clear, dry roadway. Ginger sat disconsolately by the window, staring at the beautiful countryside without really seeing it. Her friends were laughing and carrying on all around her, frying to draw the miserable, worried brunette into their high spirited horseplay, but Ginger barely noted their existence with an occasional wan smile.

"Jeez, Ging, you're about as much fun as a sprained ankle this morning!" Tony kidded the girl.

"Yeah, just because you missed the last party 'cause you were stuck with Caldwell, that's no reason to act like the world has ended!" one of the girls teased. "There'll be other parties, you know."

Todd was sitting next to the unsmiling Ginger.

He slipped his hand around her shoulder, casually copping a feel of her braless left breast through the thin blouse.

"Yeah, chin up, honey. We can have another party right here, if you want!" the horny boy whispered, thumbing the girl's nipple to erectness.

A flash of desire shot through Ginger's cunt as Todd's busy thumb glided over the distended flesh bump. She looked around, slightly red-faced, at the others in the group.

"Come on, Ging, why don't you fuck your troubles away?" Tony encouraged the embarrassed nymphet. "We'll screen you from the teachers and the rest of the square-ass kids!"

"Yeah, let's get in the back seat and get it on!" Todd urged her. "No one will see us, except our friends, and they've already seen it all anyway!"

Ginger didn't know what to do. She couldn't believe how much she had changed in a week! The little teen had gone up the hill a virgin, fighting against lewd thoughts. Now she had been thoroughly fucked in every hole her youthful body had to offer and the mere mention of balling in broad daylight in front of ten people – which surely would have made her gasp, with righteous indignation a few days ago – had her panting to drop her shorts and smile at the others as they watched Todd put the meat to her!

"I… I don't know!" the wavering girl whined hopelessly.

"Well I know!" Todd whispered, ground the brunette's nipple between his fingers, eliciting an immediate, unmistakable moan of desire. "Your nubs are nearly tearing a hole in your sweater, your tits are firm as billiard balls, and I bet that sweet little gash of yours is wet as melted snow!"

Ginger sighed and twisted uncomfortably in the seat. It was true, of course. Her cunt was moist and hot, and her tits were jumping every time Todd touched their sensitive tips.

"Okay," she whispered weakly. "But we gotta finish in time for me to get in the john and clean up before we roll into town."

Todd grinned, as did the group of horny boys and girls, and helped the weak-willed girl up. They made their way down the aisle between the seats, swaying as the big vehicle negotiated the mountain curves, and plopped down in the back seat.

The group of boys and girls in their small clique, who had commandeered the rear of the bus when they had boarded, sat up taller in their seats and lounged in the aisle. Tony and another boy completely blocked off the view down the narrow passageway, holding onto, the overhead luggage racks and pretending to talk basketball with the others in the group. All eyes were slyly turned toward the rear seat.

"Umm, let's get these out first!" Todd murmured in Ginger's ear.

The grinning teenager eased Ginger's cardigan sweater off her shoulders and unbuttoned the blouse slowly, savoring the moment when the material parted and her pert, ripe jugs rolled into view. Todd leaned over and took a nipple in his mouth and began to suck.

Ginger was in a wild, frenzied mood. It was weird, sitting slumped down in a bus, with the snowy mountains whizzing past outside the window in the sunlight, her tits bared and a boy's mouth hungrily nursing them as friends she had known since grade school looked on. It was the craziest, most surrealistic scene Ginger could imagine, but it was turning her on even more quickly than Todd's lips on her erect nipples.

"Oh, suck them baby! Yes, oh, yes!" Ginger's voice was so low and insistent it surprised even her.