Charity Casey Jones here again, your hussy Muse continues her memoirs

In my net visit I described to you the method in which, Faith, promise and myself managed to regain our pureness axial motion perspective without having to study even once. As you might have got guessed from the other chapters in this prospicient saga it might have involved with a cock in me. fear not, dear readers, you are absolutely decently

Big tits and blonde hair will get you far in schoolhouse I discovered with my popularity, but three-bagger teaming your teachers with a pile of marriageable adolescent flesh will almost always succeed. We were now fucking Mr Halston ( from our endure chapter ) the side teacher, Mr Kowalski from the Math section and Mr Chow for chemistry. All we asked for this rotation of spunking in teenager twat were straight A's on our story cards. They were quite agreeable to it.

None of them of course knew about the others, each had to feel like they were the schoolmaster of the universe. Men fucking around behind their wives always need to feel this way, the male ego is such a fragile affair. That's why I prefer single men who like to fuck a lot, they're using us and we're suing them. exit the excited clinginess with your wives or girlfriend

We also slowed down our former exploits, but not to the point I still wasn't getting laid regularly. It was down to 3 to 4 times a calendar week as opposed to every one day. I was catching up on homework in classes I didn't have trouble with, my vim for cheerleading was back to formula, and I wasn't so fractious around Chet my boyfriend anymore.

mum had to explain it to me, that women often go through a"adulteress"level when they first discover their sexuality. It can encounter at any age and not just because I was a virgin just a little over half a year ago. She told me eventualy people settle down and either move past it, or be active on to quality more than then amount. I had to agree 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 cargo on us during what had become ongoing troika with mum's beau.

My terrific boyfriend Chet was unaware of our reverse-gangbangs of teachers and I had no intention on telling him. Yes, Chet the high-school teen pipe dream was my secret cuckold, but fucking the teachers 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 harlotry knit and simple, thankfully it was done with respect

Of all the teacher we were fucking individually one or twice a calendar month after school, Mr Halston was our favourite. He had the most stamina, the biggest cock and could eat pussy like a gay woman. We had never met a lesbian, but we knew he was better then us at it, and we were gallon that loved muff diving. That and Hope and I would make him recite sonnets when he was fucking us. bow-wow dash

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

It was the beginning of May and this was to be the last clock time we fucked a instructor this year, so we saved our pet Mr Halston for endure. He would give us this terminal mark and then we were on our own for the end of yr exams.We were studying solidly for those, so I was dependable we could asseverate an A average, at rack up skid to a B+

We were in a semicircle as a last gift to him we were letting him establish us a facial all over our teenage faces. He was spunking his consignment on our faces, Hope the cum whore trying to hog it all when the apocalypse outburst through the classroom door. We all turned our promontory to the allegedly engage threshold and I got spunk in my eye as a resultant. It burns like a gripe I tell you.


Standing there was the woman everyone in school affectionately called"The 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 floor. And Mr Halstons spunk machine instantly became a hobble noodle.

She had unawares cropped blade Grey hair, piercing sorry heart and strong Germanic language features. The running joke was that she was nazi super soldier which wasn't put into output at the end of the mo earthly concern War, but she was still scary. She always dressed severely too, precipitous horn rimmed eyeglasses, even incisive pressed dress-suits all in gunship grays or in black. This was little different except she was in her Nazi leather long coat this meter. kick

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

He was whiteness as a touch and trembled quickly through getting dressed, shooting scared looks at us and her. Images of divorce papers, termination notification and a long prison judgment of conviction dancing in his foreland no doubt.



I decided to play up a retentive lost skill I developed on my right for nothing father that always worked. I opened my eyes spacious and trembled my lip deliberately, my best wounded Bambi face that always melted adults into being wrapped around my finger's breadth

"Vice-Principal Gordon, I can explain -- - ”, I said in my best little girl voice


"Save it slut ”, she barked at me

That took me by surprisal. I had been called slattern 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 understructure, her hot Irish people blood flowing at her friend being insulted ; but frailty Principal Gordon shot her a look that would freeze a bullet in mid flight. Bob Hope just covered her face in her hands, hating any kind of intense confrontation.

"For the last 4 months you three little jade have been treating this finely school as your own personal house of ill repute ”, she said starting to pace in front line of us

She continued as she slowly marched,"Sucking boys off behind the bleacher, screwing in the parking lot, running trains by the football team in the construction situation, and now this trading your teenage whore ass to teachers for tier"

This was not unspoiled, in fact it was frightful. She knew everything we had been up to at school day this year. Stupid boys just had to tout didn't they, at least that has always been my suspicion between now and then. In any typeface, our jig was finally up it seemed.

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

"Oh god no ”, Hope whimpered behind her helping hand

"And raise your pedophile ass on the touch,"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 tears at the thought of being a teenage dropout, Faith's business concern mother wit jumped in the way of that oncoming geartrain

"Please Vice school principal Gordon, is there anything we can do to make this up ? ”, religious belief tried desperately looking for an angle


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

Great, the level were mightily, 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 corpus stopped pacing and turned and stepped up to me. She took me gently by the chin and tilted my fountainhead up to hers and to put away on me with her cold blade eyes.

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

I forced back the oncoming rent,"Anything."

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

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

"On your pes tramp steamer and bend over your teachers desk"she told us

We nervously looked at each former, trying to reckon out with one another what was going to happen next. Even Leslie Townes Hope had taken her bridge player off her brass now. Her middle were reddened and she looked even more frighten than how I felt.

"Now ! ”, vice Principal Gordon commanded in a step 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 midriff, with Faith and promise on my left and right respectively. We looked nervously at each other and I bit my lip as I tend to. To be fairish, trust was more angry then scared, you could tell by her gritted teeth. I don't think Faith has ever been scared of anyone.

We heard her clop up behind us, probably in Nazi boots I figured. I looked back over my articulatio humeri for a 2d, 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 fornicatress understand ?"


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

That was when I felt something hard and flat and sang-froid being dragged across my naked ass brass. Christ H Christ ! She had a god damned paddle ! This was just getting spoilt and worse. It was a girls 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 inane notes on Shakespeare who had been 400 long time too late to economize us now.She continued walking behind us gently dragging her boat paddle across our bare buttocks as she paced up and down behind us..

"Very gut. Very gut indeed"

She stopped behind me and I felt her paw hold my ass, my brain moving up in surpise, but still not turning around. She then did the same to the early two cohorts of mine. It was if she was inspecting heart, which was what I was truly beginning to think I was under her eyes.

"Such wondrous adolescent arsche, all the fucking and sucking, ja ?"

She clearly was seeking an solution from us because suddenly there was a whooshing and the paddle came firmly down on my fundament and I let out a yelp. It took only seconds but I heard the woosh and smack on flesh as our Nazi vice-principal treated Faith and Hope to the Sami darn discussion. 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 surely I didn't like it

"Every time I ask you a question, you vill serve it, translate huren ?

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


"And just to evidence you I am serious"

And down came the paddle firmly on my former butt cheek. I felt as though my ass must be glowing as red as an ember by this point.. My redheaded booster and tyke compatriot received the same treatment..


The risky part was that she didn't stop. Our Vice Principal really went to townsfolk with her wooden board. She swung difficult and mercilessly on our bent grass over derrieres. It was hard and rapid on us all. These weren't short love taps.She was full on walloping our hindquarters with steady swings.All three of us were crying at the sheer abuse that our gluteous mazimus'were receiving.

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

frailty dealer Gordon stopped her pounding of our fundament long enough to wave the paddle at him.

"You have three options Mr Halston ; tender your resignation, keep your mouth shut, or bend over and wait your spell ”, 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 options he did, I easily would have chosen silence as well.

"Tyrone, would you please follow in and guarantee young Ms Jones ”, the nazi said seemily sated from beating our bums.
I heard the doorway open and whom I assumed was Tyrone the school day steward enter the room. I didn't dare turn my head and facial expression, fearing another bout of paddling. Nor did I endeavour to even to bet in any direction early then forward. I could take heed Faith and Leslie Townes Hope whimpering to either side of me.

As Tyrone stepped in straw man of me, Faith and Hope were pulled back and off the desk by their tomentum, both screeched and were pulled away by Vice Principal Gordon. Tyrone bent down in front of me, and I tried imploring the old nigrify janitor with my eyes to not do what he did adjacent. He took my hands and tie down them together behind my back at the wrists.

Faith and Leslie Townes Hope were forced to their knees just to the side where Mr Halston stood in the quoin. Their center were red from tears, hope's makeup was making her look like a racoon. Old Tyrone took some more lengths of rope from his coveralls and tied promise and organized religion's bridge player behind them as well.

That's when vice Principal Gordon took of her tenacious coating and stepped in front man of me. I knew I was in shit when I saw what she was wearing under her"Nazi uniform"it was worse, far worse. She was in a black leather bustier, thigh high leather the boot and covering her crotch was a thick farseeing Black person strap-on she had strapped to her leg.

"Now all you little huren are going to see vhat ve do with sluts in my school ”, she said slapping my face with her *cock* a couplet meter

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

"Come my rothaarige huren, you must get me gear up “, she said dragging Faith behind me

In bit I heard gagging audio right behind me, familiar ones too. It was the distinctive sound of Faith being facefucked, I had heard it in adequate group setting over the endure near year with her to acknowledge it when I heard it.

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

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

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 core. Not that I had a chance to check it out very long as Tyrone very quickly shoved his tool into my mouth. He gripped the binding of my caput and without any foster cool proceeded to get laid my mouth as thought it were just another kettle of fish 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 honorable enough for now slut, and Loretta Young Ms Jenkins, start sucking your teacher cock like the trollop you are"

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw where Leslie Townes Hope was kneeling by Mr Halston. She tearfully and obediently opened her lip and Mr Halston reluctantly pulled out his limp dick and fed it to hope. That's when I felt soul's face pressed to my crotch from behind, like they were literally having my case showed into my gage side.

"scratch line licking your whore-sister's arsche and fotze,"she commanded Faith

And puzzle out my"arsche"and"fotze"she did. Luckily we had been in this location before many clip already and she knew how to accomplish my speckle even from a forced angle. I guess if we were end for a molestation, we might as well try to make it easier on each other. She slurped her way up and down, tonguing my clean bunghole too as instructed.

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

I all but howled in torment as she anallly ravaged me, but I couldn't do anything but give suffocate gurgling audio around Old Tyrone's big blackened hammer in my mouth. And picking up on my cues of discomfort, our nazi Bitch started really ramming into me.

As VP Gordon anally punished me, Old Tyrone had gripped me by the back of the chief and was thrusting his big lightlessness dick further and further down my throat. I couldn't do anything to resist or set my own pace. Tyrone barely gave a shit if I could breath, maybe pulling out enough for me to gasp a breathing place every 30 seconds or so. Drool was pooling down my mentum and dripping onto the floor, it was so bad I had not dribbling out of my nose.

The worst contribution was the despite my throat ravishing, I'm also a big anal slut. The anal ramming I was getting, though incredibly painful was stretching my nervousness right out, coupled with Faith's licking of my twat and occasional button tonguings ( you try doing better from that angle ), I was well un my way too cumming

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

"Cum for me you footling sporting lady ”, 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 experience Old Tyrone's shaft beging to expand in me.

"Keep his cum in your mouth huren"she ordered


He dumped volley after volley into my mouth, and had to agitate my impulse to accept as I usually do

Nazi Bitch laughed at my spunk humiliation and then wrenched her *cock* out of me. I felt like s he had been ramming a long in me without any lube. My ass scathe like it was on fervor. She gripped by pilus and pulled me off the desk. She pulled me across the room and dumped me down beside Hope.

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

"Mr Halston, fuck her pharynx and cum all her slutty face when you're done"

Mr Halston began pushing his dick between Bob Hope's lips, but I was soon obscured by Old Tyrone who was now shoving his half hard peter between my tits. The muddy old cocksucker would spew between my tits and occasionally stroke himself for lube.

"I said FUCK her throat Mr Halston, or do you not require a job come Mon morning"


With that I started hearing the honk gagging strait again that I must have been making myself. instant later I could hear the dull 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 tits and looked over at the show. Ignoring me was the speculative percentage of that humiliation

Mr Halston came in trust ‘ s sassing, and we were all swapped out again by VP Gordons hands dragging us by the whisker. I found myself buried deep in Hope ass and pussy as the 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 load this clock time in Hope's backtalk, which must induce been a night maria for a self professed cum junkie like her, and VP Gordon pulled out. She pulled the busty goth off of the table.She positioned us face by side each other facing her. My ass was on fire and I knew sitting down was going to be a cunt tonight let alone the quietus of the weekend

VP Gordon then ordered as kneeling missy to spit our cum loads on each others faces. I was ordered first to skewer on promise, when I demurely shook my head the Nazi kick picked up the paddle off the trading floor

I looked at Hope with an apologetic supercilium scroll and spit the cum rightfulness in her face, it was pretty foul. Then Hope spit in Faith's face, and then Faith grudgingly spit her cumload in my face. It was humiliating being ordered and objectified like this. And VP Gordon just couldn't block laughing.

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

"I expect to see you three every Friday night after school untill the end of the year to proceed 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 meter she had finished all but raping us and we made our way painfully back to my property. We soldiered down the road leaning on each other. My nipple ached and burned from the twisting. My ass cheeks felt like they were on fire from the paddling. And I felt like someone had stuck a telephone up my ass.

We staggered our way back to my home having already planned on crashing there anyways. As we wandered into the trailer parkland we noticed a twosome companion cars drive out.

"motherfucker, 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 Nazi Bitch. They obviously had come looking for us.

As we walked up to the footling terrace of the double astray Momma and I shared, a couple of the boys from the squad stepped out in very good spirits.

"Hey, looks the political party is about to jump again ”, one of the teen boy said

We hobbled up the stairs past the male child and were about to infix, feeling like we should break the news we couldn't fuck tonight inside. But then the second SOB spanked me on the ass. SONOFABITCH that hurt ! ! ! !

"whoreson ! ”, I exclaimed turning on him.

Faith then pushed him down the stairs summoning a bit of vigor 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 friend

I didn't have to mull what the meant long, as soon we entered the animation elbow room I could figure that out. Momma was laying face down on an air mattress she used for acts at the Zebra cabaret. Her face was down but her ass was up in the air. The smell of fret, sex, touchwood and beer filled the apartment. Beer tail were all around the floor.

The big titted bum 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 boobs. I'm a 32DDD, but mammy was a 36G… that top was ruined to denounce, with cum and beer stains on it.

We collapsed on the couch and I poked at mom with my understructure to wake up her up. We fished a beer out the nearby ice chest and drank in silence. okay, promise got behind Momma and ate the cum dripping out her first, but then she joined us on the couch for silent grumbly musings.

Fortunately there was only a few weeks left in the schooling yr, but those weeks sucked and sucked bad.

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

We were pissed off at the guy cable fucking Momma and not waiting for us, so we punished them by not giving them a end party before the big game at the end of the year. Which we then naturally lost.

The following last weekend of shoal was my seventeenth natal day, and mommy had already picked out 6 guys to service me. But come the night in interrogation my catamenia struck with a vengance.

In curt a rotten end to an otherwise great schooling year

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

And I had two keen easily protagonist now

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


I guess I'll have to say you about my 17th summertime, but this is a estimable place to end this part of the story


END OF FAITH, HOPE, AND Greek valerian