Charity Jones here again, your jade muse continues her memoirs

In my live sojourn I described to you the method in which, Faith, Hope and myself managed to regain our honour coil office without having to study even once. As you might cause guessed from the other chapters in this hanker saga it might make involved with a peter in me. Fear not, dear proofreader, you are absolutely right

Big knocker and blonde hair will get you far in school I discovered with my popularity, but triple teaming your instructor with a pile of nubile teen flesh will almost always win. We were now fucking Mr Halston ( from our in conclusion chapter ) the English language instructor, Mr Kowalski from the Math department and Mr Chou for interpersonal chemistry. All we asked for this rotation of spunking in teenage twat were straight A's on our report card cards. They were quite consonant to it.

None of them of row knew about the others, each had to feel like they were the lord of the universe. Men fucking around behind their wives always need to feel this way, the male ego is such a flimsy thing. That's why I prefer undivided men who like to bed a lot, they're using us and we're suing them. lead the aroused clinginess with your wife or girlfriends

We also slowed down our other effort, but not to the decimal point I still wasn't getting laid regularly. It was down to 3 to 4 times a week as opposed to every single day. I was catching up on homework in course I didn't have trouble with, my energy for cheerleading was back to rule, and I wasn't so peevish around Chet my boyfriend anymore.

Momma had to explain it to me, that adult female often go through a"hussy"stage when they first discover their gender. It can pass off at any age and not just because I was a Virgin just a little over half a twelvemonth ago. She told me eventualy people settle down and either relocation past it, or proceed on to quality More then quantity. I had to match with her, I cleaved to the married person and experiences I loved and avoided just random screwing around. And to top it off, we had this give-and-take as Marcus'cum was dring on our faces after he blew a load on us during what had become on-going threesomes with Momma's beau.

My howling fellow Chet was unaware of our reverse-gangbangs of teachers and I had no aim on telling him. Yes, Chet the high-school adolescent pipe dream was my secret cuckold, but fucking the instructor was more like business to me then the fun I normally made Chet lick out of me. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy the sex, I just recognized this as prostitution plain and simpleton, thankfully it was done with respect

Of all the teacher we were fucking individually one or twice a calendar month after schooling, Mr Halston was our favourite. He had the most stamina, the magnanimous cock and could eat pussy like a lesbian. We had never met a sapphic, but we knew he was better then us at it, and we were gallon that loved muff diving. That and Hope and I would form him recite sonnets when he was fucking us. doggy style

But all good things come to an end and it was late in the twelvemonth when it did. And it did cum in our closing, but that's getting ahead of ourselves at the moment.

It was the beginning of May and this was to be the last sentence we fucked a teacher this year, so we saved our preferred Mr Halston for conclusion. He would ease up us this final score and then we were on our own for the end of year exams.We were studying solidly for those, so I was safe we could observe an A average, at spoilt gaucherie to a B+

We were in a semicircle as a last endowment to him we were letting him give us a nervus facialis all over our teenage faces. He was spunking his cargo on our faces, Hope the cum whore trying to hog it all when the Apocalypse burst through the classroom door. We all turned our heads to the allegedly shut up door and I got spunk in my eye as a termination. It burns like a kick I tell you.


Standing there was the cleaning lady everyone in school affectionately called"The Dragon Lady ”, Vice-Principal Gordon. She was all of five-foot-four, an intact inch taller than me but she terrified the fuck out of everyone she crossed. Our hears sank immediately into the floor. And Mr Halstons spunk simple machine instantly became a hitch noodle.

She had short cropped sword Lady Jane Grey hair, piercing gamey heart and unattackable Germanic feature article. The running joke was that she was German Nazi super soldier which wasn't put into production at the end of the irregular World War, but she was still scary. She always dressed severely too, tart horn rimmed glasses, even sharp pressed dress-suits all in gunship gray or in sinister. This was little different except she was in her German Nazi leather long coat this clip. Bitch

"Mr Halston, stand by the door ”, she hissed at our teacher.

He was lily-white as a ghost and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared smell at us and her. Images of divorce papers, termination card and a recollective prison sentence dancing in his head no doubt.



I decided to wager up a farseeing lost skill I developed on my expert for nothing father that always worked. I opened my eyes wide of the mark and trembled my lip deliberately, my comfortably wounded Bambi look that always melted grownup into being wrapped around my digit

"Vice-Principal Gordon, I can explain -- - ”, I said in my full little missy articulation


"Save it slut ”, she barked at me

That took me by surprise. I had been called slut by a woman before, but usually only after her and I had swapped cum or I had eaten a load of jizz from out of her ass. That was playful, this was mean. She was out for blood.I gulped deeply and audibly..

Faith was getting to her feet, her hot Irish rakehell flowing at her friend being insulted ; but Vice star Gordon shot her a smell that would freeze down a bullet train in mid escape. Hope just covered her face in her hands, hating any sort of intense confrontation.

"For the last 4 calendar month you three piddling hussies have been treating this ticket school as your own personal bagnio ”, she said starting to pace in social movement of us

She continued as she slowly marched,"Sucking boys off behind the bleachers, screwing in the parking lot, running wagon train by the football team in the construction site, and now this trading your teenage whore ass to teachers for grades"

This was not expert, in fact it was horrible. She knew everything we had been up to at schooltime this year. dullard boys just had to gasconade didn't they, at to the lowest degree that has always been my distrust between now and then. In any eccentric, our jig was finally up it seemed.

"I should boot out the three of you right on the spot ”, she hissed

"Oh god no ”, Bob Hope whimpered behind her hired man

"And fire your pedophile ass on the speckle,"she snarled at Mr Halston.

"Please vice Principal, don't expel us ”, I began crying

"And just why shouldn't I, you blonde bimbo ?"

Just as I was about to break into a flood of tears at the intellection of being a teenage dropout, Faith's byplay sense jumped in the way of that oncoming railroad train

"Please frailty school principal Gordon, is there anything we can do to puddle this up ? ”, trust tried desperately looking for an Angle


‘ So, you vant to make a lot, ja ?"our Vice lead said, her High German accentuate finally coming out

Great, the stories were right, she was a Nazi super soldier.

"Yes ma'am ”, I said choking back tears,"we'll do anything you want."

Our Indo-European super-soldier Vice lead stopped pacing and turned and stepped up to me. She took me gently by the chin and tilted my head up to hers and to lock on me with her cold blade eyes.

"Anything ? ”, she said with just the hint of maliciousness

I forced back the onset teardrop,"Anything."

"Gut. Very very gut. ”, she smiled at me with the sense of taste of evil and let go of my head.

She stepped away from me and folded her arms across her chest, still looking very much like an SS officer in her leather long coat.

"On your fundament tramps and bend over your teachers desk"she told us

We nervously looked at each other, trying to figure out with one another what was going to hap next. Even Hope had taken her handwriting off her brass now. Her eyes were reddened and she looked even more scared than how I felt.

"Now ! ”, vice Principal Gordon commanded in a tone we had never heard before

We obediently got up and turned around and bent over Mr Halston's nearby desk. I was in the middle, with trust and Hope on my leftfield and flop respectively. We looked nervously at each other and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be fair, religious belief was more angry then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I don't think trust has ever been scared of anyone.

We heard her clump up behind us, probably in Nazi boots I figured. I looked back over my shoulder for a irregular, to see what she was up to.

"optic forward cunt ! ”, she snarled

"Yes ma'am ! ”, I replied looking forward

"Eyes forward until I say otherwise, do you three slovenly woman understand ?"


"Yes ma'am ”, the three of us murmured meekly.

That was when I felt something hard and flat and chill being dragged across my naked ass cheeks. Jesus H Christ ! She had a god damned paddle ! This was just getting bad and regretful. It was a female child in prison movie come to life

"Louder tramps !"

"Yes ma'am ”, the three of us said keeping our eyes now locked onto the chalkboard and some truly mindless notes on William Shakspere who had been 400 years too late to save us now.She continued walking behind us gently dragging her paddle across our bare buns as she paced up and down behind us..

"Very gut. Very gut indeed"

She stopped behind me and I felt her hand handgrip my ass, my head moving up in surpise, but still not turning around. She then did the same to the former two age bracket of mine. It was if she was inspecting substance, which was what I was truly beginning to consider I was under her eyes.

"Such wonderful teenager arsche, all the fucking and sucking, ja ?"

She clearly was seeking an reply from us because suddenly there was a whooshing and the boat paddle came firmly down on my behind and I let out a yip. It took only seconds but I heard the woosh and smack on flesh as our Nazi vice-principal treated faith and Hope to the same tinker's damn treatment. And they both let out their own respective screeches.

"answer me ! ”, she commanded

"Yes ma'am ! ”, we cried out.

"Gut huren"

I didn't know what ‘ huren'meant, but I was pretty for certain I didn't like it

"Every metre I ask you a interrogative sentence, you vill answer it, understand huren ?

"Yes ma'am"we answered, Hope and I were crying again at this point


"And just to register you I am serious"

And down came the waddle firmly on my other butt cheek. I felt as though my ass must be glowing as red as an ember by this point.. My redheaded champion and goth compatriot received the same treatment..


The worst character was that she didn't stop. Our Vice head really went to town with her wooden board. She swung unvoiced and mercilessly on our bent over prat. It was severely and rapid on us all. These weren't little beloved taps.She was full on walloping our asses with unfluctuating swings.All three of us were crying at the sheer vilification that our gluteous mazimus'were receiving.

"Ms. Gordon, is this really necessary ? ”, Halston meekly tried speaking up.

vice head teacher Gordon stopped her hammering of our butts long enough to curl the paddle at him.

"You have three options Mr Halston ; tender your resignation, keep your oral fissure shut, or bow over and expect your turn ”, she said in a tone that tolerated no questioning.

Mr Halston chose neither unemployment or showing solidarity with his little harem. To be fair, if I was given his alternative he did, I easily would have chosen silence as well.

"Tyrone, would you please come in and insure young Ms Daniel Jones ”, the nazi said seemily sated from beating our bums.
I heard the door give and whom I assumed was Tyrone the schooling custodian enter the elbow room. I didn't dare turn my school principal and face, fearing another rung of paddling. Nor did I endeavor to even to look in any direction other then forward. I could hear Faith and Hope whimpering to either side of me.

As Tyrone stepped in front of me, faith and Leslie Townes Hope were pulled back and off the desk by their hair, both screeched and were pulled away by Vice Principal Gordon. Tyrone turn down in presence of me, and I tried imploring the old black janitor with my oculus to not do what he did next. He took my hands and bound them together behind my back at the wrists.

Faith and promise were forced to their knees just to the position where Mr Halston stood in the corner. Their middle were red from tears, Hope's makeup was making her facial expression like a racoon. Old Tyrone took some more lengths of rope from his coveralls and tied Hope and religious belief's hands behind them as well.

That's when Vice corpus Gordon took of her long coating and stepped in social movement of me. I knew I was in asshole when I saw what she was wearing under her"German Nazi uniform"it was worse, far worse. She was in a black leather bustier, thigh high leather boots and covering her crotch was a wooden-headed longsighted black strap-on she had strapped to her leg.

"Now all you picayune huren are going to see vhat ve do with sluts in my school ”, she said slapping my expression with her *cock* a match times

She gripped trust by he hairsbreadth and pulled her away to around behind me.

"come my rothaarige huren, you must get me fix “, she said dragging religion behind me

In import I heard gagging sounds right behind me, familiar ones too. It was the classifiable sound of Faith being facefucked, I had heard it in enough group scenes over the last near twelvemonth with her to recognize it when I heard it.

"Tyrone, stick your big drecksneger cock down Charity's throat ”, vice Principal Gordon said offhandedly.

"With pleasure ma'am ”, the old man smile

It took all of a match seconds for the old man to unzip his coveralls. For an old guy he sure was packing a lot of sum. Not that I had a probability to tick off it out very long as Tyrone very quickly shoved his prick into my mouth. He gripped the back of my head and without any further aplomb proceeded to bed my mouth as thought it were just another mess for him.

I tried salivating a bit so that he wouldn't choke me completely and could lube him up, and as I did so I heard Vice Principal behind me

"That's good enough for now slut, and Loretta Young Ms Jenkins, start sucking your teacher cock like the jade you are"

I looked out of the niche of my eye and saw where Hope was kneeling by Mr Halston. She tearfully and obediently opened her mouth and Mr Halston reluctantly pulled out his limp dick and fed it to Hope. That's when I felt somebody's fount pressed to my genitalia from behind, like they were literally having my face showed into my indorse side.

"get-go licking your whore-sister's arsche and fotze,"she commanded religious belief

And figure out my"arsche"and"fotze"she did. Luckily we had been in this position before many meter already and she knew how to arrive at my spots even from a forced angle. I guess if we were end for a harassment, we might as well try to make it leisurely on each former. She slurped her way up and down, tonguing my uninfected bunghole too as instructed.

Her look was pushed further down and then I felt a big dollop of sit drop onto my back door. In a couple seconds later I could sense the top dog of the fat Joseph Black latex strap-on pressed against my anus.Vice head gave out a short laugh and without anything remotely resembling gentleness, showed her *dick* into me.

I all but howled in torture as she anallly ravaged me, but I couldn't do anything but produce croak gurgling strait around Old Tyrone's big black cock in my mouth. And picking up on my discriminative stimulus of discomfort, our nazi cunt started really ramming into me.

As VP Gordon anally punished me, Old Tyrone had gripped me by the rear of the head and was thrusting his big nigrify gumshoe further and further down my pharynx. I couldn't do anything to baulk or set my own pace. Tyrone barely gave a darn if I could breath, maybe pulling out enough for me to gasp a breath every 30 seconds or so. Drool was pooling down my chin and dripping onto the floor, it was so bad I had not dribbling out of my nose.

The worst division was the despite my pharynx ravishing, I'm also a big anal trollop. The anal ramming I was getting, though incredibly painful was stretching my spunk right out, coupled with Faith's defeat of my twat and occasional clit tonguings ( you try doing better from that angle ), I was well un my way too cumming

I tried holding it back, but my legs started trembling the way they often do when I climax, and VP Gordon took noticed. She leaned over on top of me, pressing her body weight unit into me. She grabbed my hair in one handful and twisted a heavily nipple of mine in the other.

"Cum for me you picayune whore ”, she barked in my ear.

And damned if I didn't cum as commanded, the submissive in me came out to play so it seemed. I had never been dominated before, and this was far from consensual, but I couldn't help but get off on it.

And just as I was finished cumming, I could feel Old Tyrone's pecker beging to expand in me.

"Keep his cum in your mouth huren"she ordered


He dumped salvo after volley into my sass, and had to fight my itch to live with as I usually do

Nazi squawk laughed at my punk humiliation and then wrenched her *cock* out of me. I felt like s he had been ramming a yearn in me without any lubricant. My ass distress like it was on fire. She gripped by hair and pulled me off the desk. She pulled me across the room and dumped me down beside Hope.

She then pulled promise away from sucking Mr Halston's dick. She actually whimpered a bit at that too being the oral fanatic she is. German Nazi bitch then pulled her to where over to where Faith was kneeling at the boundary of the desk. She then gripped Faith and pushed her over the desk and placed Leslie Townes Hope between her peg where organized religion had been eating me

"Mr Halston, fuck her throat and cum all her slutty fount when you're done"

Mr Halston began pushing his peter between promise's rim, but I was soon obscured by Old Tyrone who was now shoving his half voiceless prick between my tits. The dirty old bastard would spit between my titty and occasionally stroke himself for lube.

"I said FUCK her pharynx Mr Halston, or do you not want a job come Monday morning"


With that I started hearing the sick gagging phone again that I must feature been making myself. Moments later I could hear the muffled scream of Faith as what I can only assume was VP Gordon also mercilessly fucking her ass.

Eventually Tyrone got fully hard again, but kept spitting between my tits for lube. He pulled hy head back and fucked my big tit and looked over at the show. Ignoring me was the rack up voice of that mortification

Mr Halston came in trust ‘ s mouth, and we were all swapped out again by VP Gordons hands dragging us by the tomentum. I found myself forget oceanic abyss in Hopes ass and pussy as the German Nazi Bitch ruthlessly fucked her rectum for all she was worth. All the whilst the now hard again Old Tyrone was face fucking Hope just as mercilessly.

Eventually Tyrone blew another burden this time in Bob Hope's oral cavity, which must ingest been a night mare for a ego professed cum junky like her, and VP Gordon pulled out. She pulled the well-endowed goth off of the table.She positioned us side of meat by incline each other facing her. My ass was on fire and I knew sitting down was going to be a cunt tonight let alone the rest of the weekend

VP Gordon then ordered as kneeling girls to ptyalise our cum loads on each others faces. I was ordered first to spit on Hope, when I demurely shook my foreland the Nazi beef picked up the paddle off the flooring

I looked at Leslie Townes Hope with an apologetic brow curl and skewer the cum right in her face, it was pretty awful. Then Hope spittle in Faith's face, and then religion grudgingly spit her cumload in my face. It was humiliating being ordered and objectified like this. And VP Gordon just couldn't stop laughing.

She dismissed Mr Halston first and straightened herself out, neatening her hairsbreadth and tying her strap-on back down to the inside of her second joint. Tyrone then went on to bring his cart in and claean up the desk and the spit and cum from the floor like he was doing an routine job.

"I expect to see you three every Friday Nox after shoal untill the end of the yr to continue your punishment, if you don't you're expelled."

She truend away from us and walked away as if we didn't exist. We quietly cleaned up and put our clothes back on and left school.

Outside it was already dark, it was close to 9 by the time she had finished all but raping us and we made our way painfully back to my lieu. We soldiered down the route leaning on each former. My nipples ached and burned from the overrefinement. My ass impertinence felt like they were on fire from the paddling. And I felt like mortal had stuck a telephone set up my ass.

We staggered our way back to my home having already planned on crashing there anyways. As we wandered into the prevue park we noticed a duet familiar railroad car drive out.

"cocksucker, the gangbang… ”, Faith sighed out.

We were supposed to meet the football boys at 6 for our monthly party, but we obviously couldn't make it due to our punishment at the hands of the German Nazi bitch. They obviously had come looking for us.

As we walked up to the little patio of the doubling wide mom and I shared, a couple of the boys from the squad stepped out in very expert spirits.

"Hey, looks the party is about to take off again ”, one of the teen boys said

We hobbled up the stairs past the boys and were about to put down, feeling like we should demote the news we couldn't fuck tonight inside. But then the 2nd asshole spanked me on the ass. SONOFABITCH that hurt ! ! ! !

"motherfucker ! ”, I exclaimed turning on him.

Faith then pushed him down the stairs summoning a bit of vitality just to do that, and we trundled inside


"What a bitch, at least her mom was fun to party with. ”, the frst guy said picking up his acquaintance

I didn't have to mull what the meant long, as soon we entered the livelihood way I could reckon that out. Momma was laying face down on an air mattress she used for acts at the Zebra clubhouse. Her nerve was down but her ass was up in the air. The flavour of sweat, sex, kindling and beer filled the apartment. Beer cans were all around the floor.

The big titted hobo of a mother of mine was snoring happily having been fucked and alcoholised into unconsciousness. What sucked for me was that she was wearing my chearleed top scrunched above her boob. I'm a 32DDD, but Momma was a 36G… that top was ruined to stool, with cum and beer stains on it.

We collapsed on the sofa and I poked at Momma with my foot to wake her up. We fished a beer out the nearby cooler and drank in silence. okeh, Bob Hope got behind Momma and ate the cum dripping out her low, but then she joined us on the couch for silent grumbly musings.

Fortunately there was only a few workweek left in the school year, but those weeks sucked and sucked bad.

Every Friday after school day we got our backside wrecked by the Nazi Bitch with Old Tyrone and Mr Halston doing the facefucking. We'd stagger back home, but then we'd be no near for sex like our adventures usually were on a Friday. And god knows there was no anal until Monday because of that anal retentive harassment. That left midweek for some furtive fun, but rarely were fun boys available.

We were pissed off at the guys fucking Momma and not waiting for us, so we punished them by not giving them a cobbler's last party before the big secret plan at the end of the year. Which we then naturally lost.

The following finally weekend of shoal was my seventeenth birthday, and mama had already picked out 6 bozo to service me. But come the nighttime in head my period struck with a vengance.

In short a crappy end to an otherwise corking schooling year

I had the summertime to come to attend forward to, three months away from the Nazi Bitch, no more cheerleading practise, no to a greater extent homework

And I had two great best protagonist now

I planned to get even with Nazi Bitch one day, but at to the lowest degree I could exact some time off for me again


I guess I'll have to tell you about my 17th summer, but this is a good place to end this part of the tale


END OF FAITH, HOPE, AND Jacob's ladder