Charity John Paul Jones here again, your slovenly woman muse continues her memoirs

In my net sojourn I described to you the method in which, Faith, Hope and myself managed to regain our pureness bankroll positions without having to study even once. As you might consume guessed from the other chapters in this long saga it might have involved with a tool in me. veneration not, good readers, you are absolutely right

Big teat and blonde hairsbreadth will get you far in school I discovered with my popularity, but triple teaming your teachers with a pile of marriageable teen pulp will almost always succeed. We were now fucking Mr Halston ( from our last chapter ) the side instructor, Mr Kowalski from the math section and Mr Chow for chemical science. All we asked for this gyration of spunking in teen puss were straight A's on our reputation wag. They were quite agreeable to it.

None of them of course of study knew about the others, each had to feel like they were the master of the world. Men fucking around behind their wife always need to feel this way, the male ego is such a fragile thing. That's why I prefer single men who like to do it a lot, they're using us and we're suing them. forget the emotional clinginess with your wives or girl

We also slowed down our early effort, but not to the item I still wasn't getting laid regularly. It was down to 3 to 4 times a workweek as opposed to every unity day. I was catching up on homework in classes I didn't have trouble with, my energy for cheerleading was back to normal, and I wasn't so nettlesome around Chet my beau anymore.

Momma had to explain it to me, that adult female often go through a"trollop"stage when they first discover their sexuality. It can hap at any age and not just because I was a Virgo just a little over half a year ago. She told me eventualy hoi polloi settle down and either move past it, or travel on to quality more then measure. I had to tally with her, I cleaved to the cooperator and experiences I loved and avoided just random screwing around. And to top it off, we had this discussion as Marcus'cum was dring on our faces after he blew a load on us during what had become on-going trinity with momma's beau.

My grand boyfriend Chet was unaware of our reverse-gangbangs of instructor and I had no intention on telling him. Yes, Chet the high-school stripling dream was my secret cuckold, but fucking the teacher was more like business organization 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 field and simple, thankfully it was done with esteem

Of all the teachers we were fucking individually one or twice a month after school, Mr Halston was our favourite. He had the most stamina, the bounteous pecker and could eat pussy like a lesbian. We had never met a Lesbian, but we knew he was better then us at it, and we were gals that loved muff diving. That and Hope and I would pee him recount sonnets when he was fucking us. doggie vogue

But all estimable thing come to an end and it was late in the class 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 clip we fucked a teacher this class, so we saved our favourite Mr Halston for hold up. He would give us this concluding grade 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 worst gaffe to a B+

We were in a hemicycle as a last talent to him we were letting him give us a facial nerve all over our teen faces. He was spunking his incumbrance on our faces, Hope the cum whore trying to hog it all when the Apocalypse salvo through the classroom door. We all turned our heads to the allegedly locked door and I got spunk in my eye as a issue. It burns like a cunt I tell you.


Standing there was the adult female everyone in school affectionately called"The flying dragon Lady ”, Vice-Principal Gordon. She was all of five-foot-four, an entire inch taller than me but she terrified the fuck out of everyone she crossed. Our hears sank immediately into the story. And Mr Halstons touchwood machine instantly became a limp noodle.

She had short cropped steel grey hairsbreadth, piercing blue heart and strong Germanic features. The running trick was that she was German Nazi super soldier which wasn't put into product at the end of the Second World War, but she was still scary. She always dressed severely too, discriminating horn rimmed trash, even incisive pressed dress-suits all in gunship Thomas Gray or in bootleg. This was little dissimilar except she was in her nazi leather long coat this metre. gripe

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

He was white as a ghost and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared spirit at us and her. prototype of divorce newspaper publisher, expiry notice and a long prison sentence dancing in his brain no doubt.



I decided to meet up a long lost acquisition I developed on my salutary for nix father that always worked. I opened my oculus wide and trembled my lip deliberately, my best wounded Bambi look that always melted adults into being wrapped around my finger's breadth

"Vice-Principal Gordon, I can explicate -- - ”, I said in my practiced piffling young woman interpreter


"Save it slut ”, she barked at me

That took me by surprise. I had been called slovenly woman 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..

religion was getting to her metrical unit, her hot Irish stemma flowing at her friend being insulted ; but frailty principal sum Gordon shot her a look that would freeze a bullet in mid flight of steps. hope just covered her typeface in her deal, hating any kind of vivid confrontation.

"For the last 4 months you three little slut have been treating this all right school as your own personal bordello ”, she said starting to yard in front 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 teacher for grades"

This was not good, in fact it was horrible. She knew everything we had been up to at shoal this year. Stupid boys just had to shoot a line didn't they, at to the lowest degree that has always been my mistrust between now and then. In any showcase, our jig was finally up it seemed.

"I should expel the three of you right on the touch ”, she hissed

"Oh god no ”, Hope whimpered behind her handwriting

"And fire your paedophile ass on the patch,"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 burst into a flood of split at the thought of being a teenage dropout, trust's business sense jumped in the way of that oncoming train

"Please vice Principal Gordon, is there anything we can do to work this up ? ”, organized religion tried desperately looking for an angle


‘ So, you vant to make believe a deal, ja ?"our Vice corpus said, her German emphasize finally coming out

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

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

Our Aryan super-soldier Vice Principal 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 put away on me with her dusty steel eyes.

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

I forced back the oncoming tears,"Anything."

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

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

"On your feet bum and bend over your teachers desk"she told us

We nervously looked at each early, trying to reckon out with one another what was going to materialize next. Even Hope had taken her manus off her face now. Her eyes were reddened and she looked even more fright 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-grass over Mr Halston's nearby desk. I was in the middle, with Faith and Hope on my left hand and right respectively. We looked nervously at each other and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be average, Faith was more wild then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I don't think religious belief has ever been scared of anyone.

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

"eyes forward bitch ! ”, she snarled

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

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


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

That was when I felt something concentrated and flat and cool being dragged across my naked ass cheek. Christ H Jesus ! She had a god damned paddle ! This was just getting worse and worse. It was a girls in prison house movie come to life

"Louder tramp !"

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

"Very gut. Very gut indeed"

She stopped behind me and I felt her hand clench my ass, my oral sex moving up in surpise, but still not turning around. She then did the like to the other two age bracket of mine. It was if she was inspecting essence, which was what I was truly beginning to think I was under her eyes.

"Such tremendous teen arsche, all the fucking and suction, ja ?"

She clearly was seeking an solvent from us because suddenly there was a whooshing and the boat paddle came firmly down on my backside and I let out a yelp. It took only seconds but I heard the woosh and savor on flesh as our Nazi vice-principal treated Faith and Hope to the same damn treatment. And they both let out their own several screeches.

"answer me ! ”, she commanded

"Yes ma'am ! ”, we cried out.

"Gut huren"

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

"Every time I ask you a head, you vill answer it, see huren ?

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


"And just to demo you I am life-threatening"

And down came the dabble firmly on my early can cheek. I felt as though my ass must be glowing as red as an ember by this point.. My redheaded friend and boor compatriot received the same treatment..


The worst part was that she didn't stop. Our frailty Principal really went to town with her wooden board. She swung punishing and mercilessly on our set over derrieres. It was heavily and rapid on us all. These weren't slight love taps.She was full on walloping our roll in the hay with steady swings.All three of us were crying at the sheer abuse that our gluteous mazimus'were receiving.

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

Vice Principal Gordon stopped her pound of our butts long enough to wave the boat paddle at him.

"You have three pick Mr Halston ; tender your resignation, keep your mouth shut, or bend over and expect your crook ”, she said in a musical note that tolerated no questioning.

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

"Tyrone, would you please issue forth in and fasten young Ms Jones ”, the nazi said seemily sated from beating our bums.
I heard the door open and whom I assumed was Tyrone the schooling custodian enter the room. I didn't dare work my head teacher and look, fearing another round of paddling. Nor did I effort to even to front in any direction former then forward. I could hear organized religion and Hope whimpering to either side of me.

As Tyrone stepped in front line of me, Faith and Hope were pulled back and off the desk by their hair, both screeched and were pulled away by frailty principal sum Gordon. Tyrone bent down in front end of me, and I tried imploring the old pitch blackness janitor with my center to not do what he did succeeding. He took my hands and bound them together behind my back at the wrists.

faith and promise were forced to their knee just to the side of meat where Mr Halston stood in the corner. Their eyes were red from weeping, Bob Hope's make-up was making her looking like a racoon. Old Tyrone took some more lengths of forget me drug from his coveralls and tied Hope and Faith's hired man behind them as well.

That's when vice Principal Gordon took of her foresighted coat and stepped in front of me. I knew I was in son of a bitch when I saw what she was wearing under her"Nazi uniform"it was worse, far unfit. She was in a black leather bustier, thigh luxuriously leather boots and covering her private parts was a thickly long black strap-on she had strapped to her leg.

"Now all you piddling huren are going to see vhat ve do with slut in my school ”, she said slapping my cheek with her *cock* a yoke times

She gripped Faith by he hair and pulled her away to around behind me.

"semen my rothaarige huren, you must get me prepared “, she said dragging religion behind me

In moments I heard gagging strait right behind me, comrade ones too. It was the distinctive sounds of religion being facefucked, I had heard it in enough grouping scenes over the hold out near year with her to acknowledge it when I heard it.

"Tyrone, stick your big drecksneger cock down Greek valerian's throat ”, vice dealer Gordon said offhandedly.

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

It took all of a couple seconds for the old man to unzip his coveralls. For an old guy he sure was packing a lot of nitty-gritty. Not that I had a chance to arrest it out very long as Tyrone very quickly shoved his tool into my mouth. He gripped the rear of my head and without any foster poise proceeded to fuck my back talk as thought it were just another hole 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 frailty star behind me

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

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw where promise was kneeling by Mr Halston. She tearfully and obediently opened her backtalk and Mr Halston reluctantly pulled out his hobble hawkshaw and fed it to promise. That's when I felt someone's face pressed to my crotch from behind, like they were literally having my human face showed into my back side.

"head start licking your whore-sister's arsche and fotze,"she commanded Faith

And lap my"arsche"and"fotze"she did. Luckily we had been in this position before many prison term already and she knew how to reach my spots even from a forced slant. I guess if we were end for a harassment, we might as well try to make it easier on each other. She slurped her way up and down, tonguing my fairly bunghole too as instructed.

Her face was pushed further down and then I felt a big dollop of sit cliff onto my backdoor. In a couple seconds later I could experience the head teacher of the fat inglorious latex paint strap-on pressed against my anus.Vice principal gave out a scant laugh and without anything remotely resembling softness, showed her *dick* into me.

I all but howled in torture as she anallly ravaged me, but I couldn't do anything but name expire gurgling sounds around Old Tyrone's big sinister cock in my sass. And picking up on my clue of discomfort, our German Nazi Bitch started really ramming into me.

As VP Gordon anally punished me, Old Tyrone had gripped me by the back of the caput and was thrusting his big inkiness prick further and further down my throat. I couldn't do anything to protest or set my own rate. Tyrone barely gave a diddley if I could breath, maybe pulling out enough for me to puff a breath every 30 seconds or so. baloney was pooling down my chin and dripping onto the floor, it was so bad I had not dribbling out of my nose.

The defective part was the despite my throat ravishing, I'm also a big anal retentive slut. The anal ramming I was getting, though incredibly painful was stretching my brass right out, coupled with faith's licking of my pussy and periodic clitoris 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 free weight into me. She grabbed my hair in one handful and twisted a hard nipple of mine in the other.

"Cum for me you slight harlot ”, she barked in my ear.

And damned if I didn't cum as commanded, the submissive in me came out to make for 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 shaft of light beging to expand in me.

"hold his cum in your mouth huren"she ordered


He dumped volley after volley into my mouthpiece, and had to contend my itch to swallow as I usually do

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

She then pulled Leslie Townes Hope away from sucking Mr Halston's dick. She actually whimpered a bit at that too being the oral examination fiend she is. Nazi Bitch then pulled her to where over to where religious belief was kneeling at the edge of the desk. She then gripped religion and pushed her over the desk and placed Bob Hope between her legs where Faith had been eating me

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

Mr Halston began pushing his pecker between Hope's rim, but I was soon obscured by Old Tyrone who was now shoving his half intemperately putz between my tits. The grime old by-blow would pitter-patter between my mamilla and occasionally stroke himself for lube.

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


With that I started hearing the sick gagging sounds again that I must bear been making myself. Moments later I could hear the muffled screaming of religious belief 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 pap for lubricating substance. He pulled hy forefront back and fucked my big tits and looked over at the show. Ignoring me was the whip part of that humiliation

Mr Halston came in religious belief ‘ s sass, and we were all swapped out again by VP Gordons hands dragging us by the hair. I found myself buried deep in Hope ass and pussycat as the Nazi beef ruthlessly fucked her rectum for all she was worth. All the whilst the now hard again Old Tyrone was face fucking promise just as mercilessly.

Eventually Tyrone blew another warhead this time in Hope's mouth, which must have been a dark mare for a self professed cum nut like her, and VP Gordon pulled out. She pulled the busty goth off of the table.She positioned us side by English each other facing her. My ass was on fire and I knew sitting down was going to be a gripe tonight let alone the sleep of the weekend

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

I looked at Hope with an apologetic brow curl and spit the cum right in her aspect, it was pretty cruddy. Then promise spit in organized religion's cheek, and then trust grudgingly spit her cumload in my face. It was humiliating being ordered and objectified like this. And VP Gordon just couldn't check laughing.

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

"I expect to see you three every Friday dark after school untill the end of the class to cover your penalty, 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 topographic point. We soldiered down the road leaning on each other. My nipples ached and burned from the twisting. My ass cheeks felt like they were on flaming from the paddling. And I felt like someone had stuck a telephone up my ass.

We staggered our way back to my abode having already planned on crashing there anyways. As we wandered into the dawdler commons we noticed a couple familiar cars drive out.

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

We were supposed to foregather the football game boys at 6 for our monthly company, 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 niggling patio of the repeat astray momma and I shared, a couple of the son from the team stepped out in very undecomposed spirits.

"Hey, looks the company is about to bug out again ”, one of the teen boy said

We hobbled up the stairs past the son and were about to enter, feeling like we should break up the news we couldn't screwing tonight inside. But then the bit whoreson spanked me on the ass. SONOFABITCH that hurt ! ! ! !

"son of a bitch ! ”, I exclaimed turning on him.

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


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

I didn't have to contemplate what the meant long, as soon we entered the living room I could figure that out. mommy was laying aspect down on an air mattress she used for acts at the Zebra night club. Her face was down but her ass was up in the air. The odor of exertion, sex, tinder and beer filled the apartment. Beer lav were all around the floor.

The big titted tramp 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 dummy. I'm a 32DDD, but mum was a 36G… that top was ruined to shit, with cum and beer stains on it.

We collapsed on the couch and I poked at momma with my invertebrate foot to stir up her up. We fished a beer out the nearby cooler and drank in silence. Okay, Hope got behind mum and ate the cum dripping out her first, but then she joined us on the lounge for silent grumbly musings.

Fortunately there was only a few calendar week left in the schooling year, but those workweek sucked and sucked bad.

Every Friday after school we got our asses wrecked by the Nazi gripe with Old Tyrone and Mr Halston doing the facefucking. We'd stumble back nursing home, but then we'd be no just for sex like our adventures usually were on a Friday. And god knows there was no anal until Mon because of that anal harassment. That left Wednesday 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 survive party before the big game at the end of the class. Which we then naturally lost.

The following last weekend of school was my seventeenth birthday, and Momma had already picked out 6 Guy to serve me. But come the night in interrogative sentence my period struck with a vengance.

In inadequate a shitty end to an otherwise enceinte school day class

I had the summer to descend to depend forward to, three months away from the Nazi Bitch, no more cheerleading practise, no Sir Thomas More homework

And I had two dandy in effect Quaker now

I planned to get even with German Nazi cunt one day, but at least I could rent some time off for me again


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


END OF FAITH, Hope, AND brotherly love