0 comments/ 102458 views/ 37 favorites Today’s Lesson, Class… By: DrMick So there I was, sitting in Mr. Rydell's biology class listening to him drone on and on about the bio-chemical make-up of plants or some stupid shit like that. God, didn't this guy know how boring he was? Sure, he was kinda cute for an older man, but that voice! It was just so...? So monotone! God, I wanted to put my head down on the desk and fall asleep. Couldn't he see that people were yawning?! Didn't he realize that this was SO not interesting to a group of horny 18-year-olds that just wanted to get to the chapter on human sexuality? Now THAT was gonna be fun. But how many more classes did we have to sit through until we got to that?! I looked at the clock on the wall. Damn, 30 more minutes of listening to this boring blah-blah-blah. I thought about raising my hand and asking for the hall pass so I could hide out in the girls bathroom for a bit, but then I decided I'd pass the time by writing a letter to my boyfriend, Tommy, instead. Being a year older than me, Tommy was now away enjoying his first year at college, while I was stuck here suffering through my senior year without him. It killed me to think of Tommy walking around that big college campus without me, surrounded by tons of hot girls. I'd get so jealous just thinking about them flirting with him. I knew Tommy must be so incredibly horny, having been away from me for the past few months. I prayed to God he wasn't hooking up with any of those dumb college sluts. One of my tactics to keep him from straying was to write him dirty letters. This way he'd know those stupid skanks at his school were nowhere as good as me in bed. I looked up at Mr. Rydell to make it seem like I was paying attention to him. And then I started my letter so that it looked like I was taking diligent notes. "Dear Tommy, Hi Honey! I'm just sitting here in biology class while Rydell blabs on and on about plants. When is he going to get into HUMAN biology, I wonder. I'd much rather sit here and listen to him talk about the bodies of women and men. God, that would turn me on. Listening to him describe how women's vaginas get all moist and sticky when they get aroused. And how men's cocks start to grow and get all big and hard. Uhhhmmmm... sounds good, doesn't it, baby? Are you thinking about my vagina right now as you read this? How you have that magic touch to get it soaking wet by just looking at me? I think it's wet right now while I write this dirty letter to you. I can feel it getting all warm and gooey between my legs. God, I just want to touch myself. Right here and now. Would that be bad? Do you think anybody in class would notice if I slid my hand down my skirt and fingered my coochie-coochie-coo for just a little bit? God, I want to SO...FUCKING...BAD, Tommy. Fuck it, I'm going to do it! I don't care if I get caught. I NEED to feel how wet that pussy is! Ready? Here we go. Oh shit, Tommy! My hand is slithering down into my skirt... Oh fuck, my panties are completely SOAKED! I'm sticking my hand inside my panties now and my fingertips are... they're... oh fuck YES... they're massaging my clit... Shit, I can't believe I'm doing this in public, Tommy. No one in class even has any clue I'm touching myself. I'm just gonna play with myself then, while I write you this nasty little letter. I'm gonna grind on my big, wet clit while I tell you about the fantasies I've been having lately. I can't stop thinking about the next time I see you. Are you sure you can't come home any sooner than Thanksgiving? I can't believe you've left such a horny little bitch like me all alone here in this boring small town. God, you don't know how badly I wanna get fucked, Tommy. But don't worry, I wouldn't screw any of these moronic needle-dicks in town. No, there's only one cock I wanna wrap my warm, wet lips around. Only one bulging shlong I want buried in my pussy. Only one magnificent prick spewing it's hot steamy cum all over my body... and that YOURS, Tommy! Your big, thick, strong cock, Tommy. Shit, Tommy, the next time I see you and that big beautiful prick of yours, I'm going to show you how bad I need to get fucked. I'm gonna get on my knees and I'm going to unzip your pants and I'm going to take out that dick that I've missed so much. And I'm going to nuzzle my face all over it as it starts to grow big and hard. I'm going to watch it grow to full size in my hand, marveling at its power. Then when it's all bulging and veiny, I'm going to worship that cock of yours, Tommy. I'm going to worship it with my lips...and my tongue...and my throat. That's right, Tommy, I'm going to deep-throat that huge cock of yours. Remember, how I used to do that for you, baby? God, I miss feeling your cock in my throat. I miss making that big, beautiful prick feel oh so good. So, yes, I'm going to take you down, Tommy. All the way, until your balls are resting on my chin. And then I'm going to look up at you, as I'm swallowing your entire dick, and I'm going to show you the sheer joy in my eyes. Oh so happy to have your cock back where it belongs... in my throat. Are you sitting there, getting hard yet, stud? I can't see how you wouldn't be. God knows how horny all this dirty talk is making me. I'm making a puddle of pussy juice all over my chair. I don't know how I'll ever get up from my seat without sticking to it. But let's get back to our first fuck when we see each other again. After I thoroughly suck your cock and bring you right to the brink of blowing your load in my mouth, I'm going to slowly slide your cock from my pursed lips. You're going to beg me to jack you off so you can coat my face and my tongue with your delicious cum. But I'm just going to giggle and squeeze tight around the base of your cock to keep you from ejaculating. You'll call me a dirty dick-tease, and I'll just squeeze the base of that cock harder to ensure it doesn't cum. Then, I'm going to tell you I have a big surprise for you. You're eyes will go wide with anticipation. Looking up at you I'll say, 'Tommy, sweetie, you know how you've always wanted to fuck me up the ass? Well, guess what, baby? Today's your lucky day. I'm ready, Tommy. I'm ready to take that huge cock of yours in my asshole.' I'm going to watch your face melt with ecstasy as I tell you this. Then I'll stand up and climb onto the bed. I'm on all fours and I look over my shoulder at you with my sex-crazed eyes saying, 'Please, Tommy, pop my anal cherry.' You're just staring at my beautiful, snow-white, virgin ass. 'Spread me open,' I tell you. I feel your hands parting my cheeks. Then I feel your warm breath washing over my exposed asshole. Goddamn, it feels good, Tommy. I've never felt this vulnerable with you and yet so comfortable at the same time. I'm giving myself to you wholly. Exposing the most secret part of my body. The wonderment of this new sexual experience is going to my head and it causes me to say the most bizarre things, but yet they come out of my mouth so naturally... 'Sniff it, Tommy,' I tell you. I feel you place your nose right on my tiny little asshole and you start to inhale. My pussy is instantly drenched. I have a mini orgasm just from you smelling my asshole. My body starts to quiver and you inhale deeper and deeper. 'Smell me, Tommy, smell my asshole...' I whimper as I continue to cum. God, I can't believe we're doing this, baby. Being this dirty It's driving me so fucking crazy. I can't stop saying filthy, depraved things. 'Do you like that, Tommy? Smelling my fucking ass?!' I hear you grunt 'yes' as you try to stick your nose even farther into my asshole. 'Oh yes, Tommy, sniff it until you can smell the last shit that I took!!' As soon as I say this, I regret it. God, that was GROSS! Why would something like that come out of my mouth? But you like it, Tommy, don't you? I can tell because you inch your nose ALL THE WAY into my hole. And you deeply inhale the glorious bouquet that is my ass. It's as if you just can't get enough. God, Tommy, if this isn't true love then I don't know what is. Your nose, all nice and snug, deep inside my asshole. Smelling my most secret smells. Oh, Tommy, I love you inhaling my sexy ass-stink. But now I want you to taste that ass, and I tell you so. 'Make it nice and wet, baby. Nice and wet so that your cock will just slide in there.' Oh. My. God! Your tongue on my asshole is sheer heaven... I feel my body start to shake and an another orgasm overtakes me unexpectedly. 'Yes Tommy!' I scream. 'Eat my ass!! Get it all sloppy-wet for your big cock!' You're such a good boyfriend, Tommy. Tongue-fucking my horny little asshole, getting it ready for its first fuck. 'That's it, sweetie,' I encourage you. 'Toss my salad. It feels SOOOO FUCKING GOOD!' You must really love the way I taste. You're lapping away as if your last meal on earth were the juices leaking out of my ass! 'I can't take this anymore,' I growl. 'I need to feel that big cock shoved up my ass.' As much as you're disappointed that you have to stop giving me a rim job, you're more than happy to poke that big cock of yours where the sun don't shine. 'That's it, Tommy,' I tell you, 'turn this little anal virgin into an anal whore!' You slide it in and I gasp at the sensation. It's a weird mixture of pain and pleasure. It's so tight and it burns, but at the same time feeling the bulging veins of your prick dancing on the nerve endings of my anal tunnel... sweet Christ, Tommy, it's like nothing I've ever felt before! You feel my anal ring start to loosen up, accepting its fate. It's going to get fucked no two ways about it, because I know how good this must feel for you, and I would never dream of stopping it. And besides, I'm really starting to like this now. 'Look at me, Tommy,' I say glancing at you over my shoulder. 'Look at me taking your giant cock in my tushy.' You tell me how good it looks to see your cock sliding in and out of my asshole. You tell me how cute it looks seeing tiny goose bumps covering my butt cheeks. I look down between my legs and watch your balls swinging and slapping against my pussy lips while your cock drills my ass. I can't believe it, but I think I'm actually going to cum. Your big fat dick in my ass is making me feel THAT good. I'm moaning, screaming, 'Butt-fuck me, Tommy! Butt-fuck me!' I feel sweat from your body drip onto my back and you keep riding my ass. 'I want to taste your cock now!' I scream, unable to help myself. Oh that's so filthy, Tommy. But I truly want to know what your cock tastes like, now that it's been deep inside my asshole! You start pounding me harder and harder and I FUCKING LOVE IT, BABY! 'That's it,' I growl like a slut possessed, 'get ready to cum, Tommy. Fuck my ass hard! Then let me taste that dirty cock. Let me suck it for a little bit... then you can jerk-off in my mouth!' ...Well Tommy Boy, I think I'll end my letter right there. HA HA! And just when you were about to cum... Oh well, you'll just have to wait until my next letter when I continue my fantasy and tell you all the OTHER filthy fucking things I want you to do to me. I hope you've been stroking that luscious cock of yours while reading this. I'm still diddling my clit, by the way. Uh oh! Shit! Someone in class has finally noticed me playing with myself. Tina Sinclair is looking right at me. She sees I've got my hand down my skirt. Holy Shit! She's licking her lips while she watches me!! God, Tommy, she's SO fucking hot! You know how I've always fantasized about fucking another girl? Well, I'd LUUUUUVVVVV to get fucked by her! Oh my GOD! Now Tina is sticking her hand down HER skirt!! She's watching me finger-fuck myself while I'm watching her do the same!!!! Oh shit, oh shit, I'm gonna fucking cum, Tommy! But if I do, I don't think I'll be able to keep from screaming. Everybody will see me, Tommy. See me pleasuring myself. Shit, Tommy! I wanna cum. I wanna fucking explode! Here it cums, baby! Here it CUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMSSSSSS!" ...And Goddamn it, wouldn't you know it. That's when fucking Rydell totally broke my concentration. "Miss Adams!" he shouted from the front of the classroom, snapping me back into reality. "Uh, yeah, what?" I said, annoyed he'd interrupted my dirty little fantasy. "Just what do you think you're doing?" "Uh, nothing, sir. Just taking notes." "Taking notes?" "Uhm, yeah, I've been writing down like every single word you've been saying." "For some reason I find that hard to believe, Miss Adams." God, I thought, was it that obvious I was lying. Rydell looked at me with anger in his eyes. And then he dropped the bomb on me. "Miss Adams," he said sternly, "since you've been taking such diligent notes, I'd like you to come up to the front of the room and read them aloud to the rest of the class." I instantly felt a chill throughout my entire body, and at the same time I start sweating. "Mr. Rydell, please... I... I don't wanna do that." "Miss Adams," he growled. "I frankly don't care what you WANT to do or not do. You will do what you're told. And I'm telling you: Get up out of that chair and bring your notes with you to the front of the room." "But Mr. Rydell," I whimpered, "I really can't." "MISS ADAMS!" Rydell barked, slamming a book down onto his desk, making everyone in the room - including me - jump. "Get yourself to the front of this room NOW!" he hollered at me. Everyone in the room was looking at me, watching me tremble with fear. God, Rydell had NEVER acted like this before. His voice, which was usually so droning and monotone, had become so scary and commanding. I felt as if there were no other choice but to obey him. Because if I didn't, there would somehow be hell to pay. My shaky hands clutched my dirty letter to Tommy as I went to rise from my seat. As I stood, I could feel the dampness of my pussy juice between my thighs and even in the crack of my ass. My panties just had to be soaked through, and I was sure my classmates could see a huge damp spot on the back of my skirt as I walked to the front of the room, completely embarrassed. I walked with slow, short steps, feeling the wetness running down my legs. Please don't let anyone see how wet I am, I silently prayed. Mr. Rydell was staring me down with his dark, sinister eyes. And even though he looked so cruel and disgusted with me, I suddenly found him so much more attractive than ever before. But why?! I walked closer to him, crumbling my sex letter so that he couldn't see what I'd written. As I made it to the front of the room, I turned to face the class. I couldn't bear to look at any of them. But I still felt everyone's eyes crawling all over me. "Now, Miss Adams," Mr. Rydell said in a low, angry voice, "you will read your notes aloud to the entire class." I closed my eyes and shook my head "no", crumpling the dirty letter into my chest. That's when I felt Rydell grab a handful of my hair, giving it a quick, violent tug that yanked my head back. I yelped and my eyes sprung open to see the entire class, looking up at us, completely mesmerized. I felt my teacher's hot breath in my ear. "Read it, Miss Adams," he hissed. "Read it now!" I looked at him from the corners of my eyes. His lips were so close to my ear as he breathed into it. My body was completely rigid, clutching the dirty sex letter to my chest. "Danielle," he purred in my ear, "you're going to read that piece of paper now, whether you like it or not. He suddenly yanked my head back again with another quick tug of my hair. "Owww!" I cried out. "Please Mr. Rydell, don't make me do this." He breathed words in my ear so low that no one in the room could hear them except me. "Danielle, if you don't read that... right now... you're going to be one sorry little slut." My God, what the fuck was happening here? How was he getting away with this? Why wasn't anyone helping me?! I stood there trembling and whimpering, but Rydell showed no mercy. "Would you like to read that piece of paper in front of Principal Stephens?" he whispered into my ear. "Or how about both Principal Stephens AND your parents, Danielle? I'm sure we'd have no trouble getting them here today, seeing what a bad girl you're being and all." Holy Shit! Just the thought of reading my nasty sex letter in front of my parents was the most horrific thing that ever entered my mind. But how much better was the alternative? Reading it aloud to my classmates and my teacher?! I looked at Rydell with fear in my eyes. He was smiling deviously now. He knew he'd won and that I was going to read the letter. "Please, Mr. Rydell," I whimpered. "I promise I'll read this to the class if you just please stop pulling my hair." And like that, he let me go and took a few steps back. I watched him, standing there all smug, as he folded his arms across his chest. "Go on," he nodded, looking intently at the letter I held tight to my chest. I looked up at the class who seemed partially amazed at what had just happened and partially entertained by the whole thing. There was no way in hell I was going to read my letter to them. I quickly uncrumpled it and began reading, making up words as I went along. "The stigma and the stamen..." I began, pretending that I was reading notes that I'd taken. I continued "reading" for the next 30 seconds or so, just making things up and reciting biology phrases I'd heard Rydell say in class before. I looked up at the class and smiled, overjoyed that I was fooling them all. Rydell included. But just then, that son-of-a-bitch grabbed me by the back of the head again, pulling my hair even harder than before. And this time, his other hand was wrapped around my throat! "You conniving little bitch! You think you can pull a fast one on me?" "M-m-mister Rydell," I squealed, "you're hurting me!" "You're nothing but a fucking little airhead!" he growled in my ear. "I'M in charge here! And if I tell you to read that piece of paper, then you read it! Got it, missy?!" I felt his hand tighten its grip around my throat. "Now READ!" I don't know what it was. Maybe it was because he was yanking my hair so hard that it was making me see stars. Maybe it was because he was choking me so much that I was losing oxygen to my brain. All I knew was that I was suddenly reading my letter aloud!! "Dear Tommy..." I heard myself whimper as Rydell stood there manhandling me, making sure I read every single word. When I got to the part in the letter about him being a totally boring teacher, Rydell tugged on my hair just a bit harder to punish me. I continued on, tears streaming down my face as I read. I was rushing through the words as quickly as I could just to get this horrible ordeal over with. I read through the part about me touching myself. God, how embarrassing! I glanced up to see the class' reaction as I read words like "clit" and "cock" and "cum". Everybody was staring at me, completely slack-jawed. Who could blame them? They were all just a bunch of horny 18-year-old seniors like me. I was sure this was turning them on... listening and watching me read aloud my most dirty fantasies. Then I got to the part about sucking Tommy's cock. I looked up to see the boys in the class practically drooling as I described my cock-sucking abilities. The girls seemed to shift uncomfortably in their seats, but they kept staring at me regardless. Then I got to the point where Tommy was sniffing my ass. When I read aloud the part about him smelling the last shit that I'd taken, the class gasped. I was completely mortified. God, I sounded like such a sick, twisted little bitch saying those words out loud. Why did I ever write something so disgusting and depraved? Today’s Lesson, Class… I began softly sobbing as I continued reading. I had completely broken out into a sweat and I felt beads of nervous perspiration crawl down my exposed skin. From the corners of my eyes, I could see Rydell with a snide grin on his face. He was still clutching my throat as well as a handful of my hair, holding onto me tightly, making sure I read each and every dirty word of my letter. Then I got to the part about Tina Sinclair watching me play with myself. I could barely read the words aloud when I described how hot she was and how I wanted to have a lesbian experience with her. I faltered over the words, sobbing. But Rydell made sure I re-read them. "Read that sentence again, Danielle. And louder this time, so that the whole class can hear you." I did as I was told, reading the words with my shaky voice. "God, Tommy," I recited from my letter, "she's SO fucking hot! You know how I've always fantasized about fucking another girl? Well, I'd LUUUUUVVVVV to get fucked by her!" Then I heard one of Tina's friends giggle and whisper to her: "Oh my God, Tina, this crazy nympho wants to have SEX with you!" By the time I got to the end of the letter, I knew I looked like a total mess. I felt my mascara running down my cheeks, as I stood there with my eyes sealed shut, shaking and softly weeping. I was completely humiliated. How could Rydell have done this to me? I realized that he'd finally released his grip of my trembling body. Was this finally over? Could I take my seat now and pretend this never even happened? I didn't even want to open my eyes. I just wanted to shrink and shrink and shrink until I disappeared completely. The class remained totally silent. I dared to open my bloodshot eyes and look at them, my lips quivering as I breathed in and out. Slowly, my classmates came into focus. The first person I looked at directly was Tina Sinclair of all people! Her dark brown eyes were totally piercing as she stared at me. Her lips were drawn-up tight in anger. 'What makes you think I'd ever want to watch a dumb slut like you touch herself?' her eyes seemed to be saying. All of the other girls seemed to be looking at me with the same mean, disapproving look. 'You disgusting dyke,' their faces were saying. All of the boys however had these big, stupid grins. I'm sure they loved hearing about how I wanted to take my boyfriend's big, thick cock up my virgin asshole. Suddenly I heard a loud click erupt through the silence of the room. My head turned sharply to see that Mr. Rydell had just locked the door to the classroom. And he was now walking back toward me with a devilish sneer. "Today, Class," he announced, staring right at me, "we're going to learn about Human Anatomy." He came right up to me, so that his face was only an inch from mine. "Danielle," he said to me, oh so matter-of-factly, "take off your clothes." "W-w-what?" I stammered. "You heard me, Miss Adams. Disrobe. Right now." "You can't make me DO that!" I whined. "As you wish, Miss Adams. I'm sure you would much rather take a trip to the Principal's office and explain to him why I sent you there." "But I didn't DO anything!" I blubbered. "Oh no? Did you not draft an especially obscene and pornographic letter in my class while I was trying to fill innocent young minds with knowledge?" I bit my bottom lip nervously. "And didn't you further disrupt my class by standing up and reading that letter out loud to your classmates?" "But you MADE me read it!" I shrieked. "Miss Adams, I have a room full of witnesses that would testify to quite the contrary." I looked at the sea of faces in front of me, praying someone – ANYONE - would help me. "Class?" Mr. Rydell said. "Did I FORCE Miss Adams to read her perverted letter to you?" I watched in horror as one by one each of my classmates began to shake their heads 'No'. I gasped at the absurdity of all this. I was feeling so dizzy now I thought I might pass out. "Now, Class," Rydell continued, "didn't Miss Adams read that letter – with those vile, nasty words – all on her own volition?" Everyone, like fucking robots, shook their heads 'Yes'! What the hell were they thinking?! Did they really want to see my humiliation continue this badly?! Did they really want to see me forced into stripping naked in front of them?!! "See, Miss Adams?" Rydell chuckled sinisterly. "I have a room full of witnesses. Now remove your clothes! All of them! Or you'll suffer the consequences!" I guess I was so scared of what the consequences would be, and that's why I found my right hand mysteriously acting on its own, crawling up to the top button of my blouse. It was as if it were moving without my mind telling it to. As if my brain no longer had control of what I was doing. My fingers quickly undid the top button and then went down to the next. Then the next. Then the next. I stared at my classmates, watching their individual reactions as I shrugged the blouse from my shoulders, letting it fall from my body and down to the floor. "The bra next," ordered Rydell. I reached behind my back and unfastened the catch. The straps fell down off my shoulders. I wriggled just a bit, feeling the pink bra slide off of my breasts and fall from my body. "Oh my God," I heard one of my classmates gasp. And I too was amazed Rydell's sick game had gone this far. "Very nice," Mr. Rydell quipped, staring at my topless torso as if I were nothing more than a piece of meat. I felt the cold air of the classroom tickle my nipples. I looked down and watched them get hard. "Now the skirt, Danielle," Rydell commanded. Pouting, I reached behind and unzipped the back of my skirt. I wiggled my hips seductively – although I didn't really MEAN to – and the garment began to slide down my thighs to the floor with the rest of my clothes. Then I just stood there with a defiant look on my face. "Oh Miss Adams, if you think we're finished, you are sorely mistaken. There's no way I can teach Human Anatomy with you in your panties. I'm afraid they'll have to come off." The defiant look never left my face, but I did as I was told. I hooked my thumbs into the sides of my pink panties and began to peel them off my skin. As soon as my pubic hair was exposed, the class let out a sigh of awe. As the panties fell to my ankles I could smell myself. That dirty-girl pussy was emitting such a slutty stink. God, please don't let anyone else smell that, I prayed. Suddenly Rydell was standing very close to me. And now he was holding a long, thin, metal pointer. "Class," he said, aiming the pointer at my wet snatch, "this is a pussy. And more accurately, it's the pussy of a complete and perfect slut. Notice how wet it is. See how the vagina secretes a transparent, sticky juice that runs down the slut's thighs?" As Rydell tapped at my exposed slit with his metal pointer, I felt myself getting wetter. All of my classmates were craning their necks trying to get the best possible view of my cooze from their seats. "Turn around, Danielle," Mr. Rydell commanded and I obeyed. "Now bend over on the desk and reach your hands back to your ass. Yes, like that, one hand on each cheek." I complied as if I had no choice. "Good girl, Danielle. Now pry that big, sexy, teenage ass open for us so we can get a good look inside." I did it, feeling the strange sensation of cold air kiss my exposed asshole. Dear God, why was I letting this happen to me? "Now, Class, this is a female asshole. Notice its utter beauty, all pink and puckered. True, this is a virgin asshole, but it's begging to be broken in. See how it breathes? See how it's taunting us to stick something inside it?" I felt Rydell's metal pointer caressing my hole, making my pussy gush more than ever. "Now, even though Miss Adams' asshole is desperately begging to be penetrated, we need to do something to it first. Does anyone know what that would be?" With my right cheek lying on the desk, I stared back at the class and saw Peter Dalton raise his hand. "Yes, Mr. Dalton," chirped Rydell. "Uh, you need to get it wet first." "Very good, Peter! Yes! We need to get it wet first. But how do you suppose we do that?" I then saw Tina Sinclair raise her hand. "Yes, Miss Sinclair?" chimed Rydell. "You could, like, spit on it," she said snidely. "My goodness, you are a smart bunch, aren't you?" Rydell applauded. I couldn't believe I was hearing this. Mr. Rydell was going to SPIT ON MY ASSHOLE?! "Class, I think I would like to get your assistance in preparing Miss Adams' anal region for penetration," said Rydell gleefully. "Please, all of you, leave your seats and come up here for a more in-depth look into the wonderful world of female anatomy." I closed my eyes as they got up from their seats. My God, what was Rydell going to have them do to me?! I felt warm bodies gathering around me, as I remained there, bent over Rydell's desk, holding my ass open so that my crack was fully exposed to them all. Did it look sexy to them? I wondered. Did it smell? A little or a lot? Did it smell horny? "Now," Rydell whispered, "I want each of you to gather some saliva in your mouths and then, one by one, I want you to spit your saliva into Miss Adams' ass crack." Surely no one was going to listen to this sick, perverted maniac! He'd gone too far! Surely no one was stupid enough to become an accomplice in his twisted game! But I was wrong. I felt the first warm, gooey string of spit being drizzled onto my butt-hole. "Oh dear God," I shuttered, wondering which of my classmates was drooling into my ass crack. "That's it, Class. I need each and every one of you to help lubricate Miss Adams' tight virgin asshole." Now my classmates were taking turns spitting into my ass, as I lie there helpless, holding it open for them. And then suddenly my ass crack felt so wet and warm and creamy. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like it. And my pussy was so juicy now. I wanted to touch it so badly. I knew if I could just strum my clit for a few seconds I'd be able to give myself one amazing orgasm. But then I heard Rydell say something that scared the shit out of me. "Mr. Sampson! Mr. Dunn!" he yelled to two of the school's biggest football players. "Please do me a favor and hold Miss Adams' arms so that she won't be able to move!" The two muscular boys quickly grabbed my arms and pinned me down to the desk before I even knew what was happening. "No!" I screamed, trying to wriggle free, but they were just too strong. "Class," I heard Rydell say wickedly, "what you're about to witness is one of life's most beautiful moments. You're going to watch me take Miss Adams' anal virginity." "No!" I screamed, "please I've never had anything in that hole before! And I'm saving it for my boyfriend!" "Yes, Miss Adams, we all know you love your boyfriend Tommy so much that you want to give him the special gift of your untouched asshole, but I'm afraid I simply can't pass up the opportunity to fuck it myself. It's just too sweet and cute and innocent. Unlike your dirty mind." I squirmed and squirmed, but the dumb jocks just held me down and laughed at me as I tried in vain to break free. "Pay attention, Class, because now we're going to learn about the male anatomy," Rydell said almost in a whisper. I heard a zipper being unzipped and then the sound of a pair of trousers falling to the floor. Suddenly there was a collective gasp from my classmates. "Whoa," Charlie Dinkle said, sounding utterly impressed. "My God, it's so... BIG..." I heard Kelly Connelly say as she exhaled with astonishment. Oh God no! I thought. Rydell has taken his fucking cock out, and apparently it's huge! "Now, Class," he continued, "this is a penis... the proudest part of the male body. Notice how it's erect and throbbing. This indicates I am sexual aroused. My penis... or "cock" as some of you like to call it... is aching to be satisfied." Everyone in the room, including myself, seemed to be hanging on with bated breath to see what would happen next. "Mr. Larson?" I heard Rydell address Billy Larson, who was my lab partner. "What would you suggest I do to satisfy my cock right now?" Suddenly I felt a hot breath on the small of my back. It drifted up onto my shoulders. Oh dear God, I thought. It's Billy's! It's Billy's breath! Billy... sweet innocent Billy... who always smiles so sweetly as I cheat off his tests, is now breathing all over my back! And then I felt the drool. Billy's drool, dripping onto my back. Goddamn, I guess I knew on some level he always wanted to fuck me. And then I heard him say it. I heard him, like the little perv I always knew he was, answer Mr. Rydell. "Ooh! OOOOh! I know, I know, Mr. Rydell!" Billy Larson yelped excitedly. "You can stick your cock into Danielle's ASS!" "Yes, Billy," Rydell agreed, "good job. Now normally, I would stick my penis inside a woman's vagina first. And I would fuck her in that hole for a while until I was sure she was good and horny before I DARED stick my cock anywhere else. But since Danielle is such a dirty little slut and wants her anal cherry popped so badly, I'm just going to go straight for that naughty little brown-eye." "Please, Mr. Rydell," I pleaded, "please don't hurt me..." My body trembled as the two dumb jocks held me down. The room was silent, except for my panicked breathing. Suddenly I felt Rydell's big hands clasping my hips, and then I felt the big bulbous head of his cock make contact with the inner rim of my slimy wet ass crack. "Oh sweet Jesus," I gasped as that big prick plunged without mercy into my virgin-tight butt-hole. "Good girl, Danielle," Rydell praised me as he slid more and more of himself into my 18-year-old ass. I winced as he sunk that thick cock deeper and deeper into my hot, wet anal tunnel. "Please, Mr. Rydell" I begged, not really sure if I wanted him to stop or not. "You're ruining me. I wanted to be an anal virgin for Tommy." "It is a shame," the bastard wheezed as he porked my sphincter. "It's such a shame your boyfriend will never enjoy the ecstasy that I'm enjoying right now. He'll never know the pleasure of fucking a virgin ass as tight and beautiful as this." Tears were in my eyes and yet I could feel my pussy drooling as Rydell's big, heavy balls slapped against my cunt lips. "Miss Sinclair," Rydell said to Tina, "please assist me in making this a more pleasurable experience for our little slut Danielle here." "What do you want me to do?" Tina asked. "Since Danielle is obsessed with the way assholes smell, I'd like you to disrobe and stick your ass in her face while I continue deflowering her anus." "With pleasure," Tina said sweetly as if she were about to take revenge on me for what I'd written about her in my letter. I watched Tina pull her sundress up over her head and let it fall to the floor. I couldn't believe she wasn't even wearing a bra or panties! I KNEW she was a dirty little whore underneath that innocent "good girl" exterior of hers. My male classmates seemed to love the sight of Tina's naked body as they all collectively grunted their approval of her plump tits, her shaved cooch, and her sexy little rump. I watched Tina climb up onto Mr. Rydell's desk. She had a sinister look in her eyes as she stared at me, watching me grimace as I got butt-fucked by Rydell's huge cock. "Tell me you wanna smell my ass," she ordered me. I wanted to say no, but looking at her perfect body, I simply couldn't resist. "Please, Tina," I yearned, "please let me smell your asshole." "Go on, Tina," Rydell encouraged her, "stick your beautiful ass in Danielle's face." On all fours, Tina spun around on Rydell's desk so that I was now staring directly at the glorious globes of her backside. I watched her place her hands on her butt cheeks, and then she spread herself open. I stared in awe at her dangling pink pussy lips and her tight, tiny shit-hole. I felt someone grab a handful of my hair, forcing my face forward, pushing my nose and lips into Tina's ass crack. "Breathe it in," Rydell commanded as he began pounding my anal tract even more vigorously than before. With my nose right up against Tina's asshole, I did as I was told. I filled my nostrils with the nasty-yet-heavenly sent of Tina's crevice. "That's it," she said, smearing her sweaty shit-hole all over my nose and lips, "smell my ass while yours gets fucked, you dirty skank." I couldn't get enough! The stink of Tina's ass and twat was so intoxicating. I couldn't believe what a truly dirty whore I was being turned into. Without even thinking, I instinctively stuck out my tongue and began licking Tina's butt-hole. "That's it, slut," she groaned with delight. "Taste my dirty ass." God, I was in heaven! Rydell's cock was buried balls-deep in my asshole and it felt so fucking good. I felt pussy juice oozing down my thighs as he pumped in and out of me. And I loved having my face buried in Tina's ass crack, coating her rubbery stink hole with my saliva. "Eat that dirty shit-hole, you dumb whore!" I heard Lydia Easton scream in my ear. Being called a dumb whore made me hornier than ever and I began to buck back onto Rydell's body so that I could feel every inch of his hot, throbbing cock inside me. And I lapped away at Tina's ruby-red anal ring as if I were a happy little puppy. Just when I thought things couldn't get any crazier, I heard Susie Singleton say, "Hey, Tina, this dumb bitch loves your ass so much, I bet she'd love it if you farted right in her slutty little face." "Hell yeah!" Doug Sampson cheered, "Fart on this dirty cunt!" "Send a stinker right up his nostrils, Tina!" someone else encouraged her. Suddenly I felt my hair being yanked, pulling my head back and taking my face out of Tina's crack. I watched Tina's sweet little pink butt-hole open up ever so slightly. Then you could hear the long slow hissing sound of gas slipping out of her ass. I could feel its steam pour onto my face. And by the time I heard that sexy ass-whistle erupt into a full-blown fart explosion, I was inhaling the putrid nasty stink that was spurting out of her bowels. The class cheered in unison as I gagged, swallowing the shit smell that floated out of Tina's butt tunnel. "Gives a new meaning to the word 'shit-faced', doesn't it?" somebody said, and everyone erupted with laughter. God, it was so disgusting. But at the same time it was turning me on so much to be humiliated like this. The next thing I knew, Mr. Rydell slid his long thick cock out of my well-abused asshole, and I instantly missed having him there. But I didn't have to wait too long to have it stuffed again. "Now boys," Rydell addressed my male classmates, "I want each of you to have a turn inside Danielle's ass." I immediately felt someone shove a big prick into my slimy wet shit-hole, filling it oh so deeply. "Oh fuck yes!" I screamed. "Please fuck the shit out of my ass, it feels so fucking good!" "And now girls," Rydell continued, "I want each of you to take turns having your pussies and assholes eaten by our dirty little fuck doll here." "You heard him!" Tina Sinclair ordered me. "Eat my cunt, you dirty bitch! Make me cum!" Like a good little fuck doll I dove into her soaking wet pussy, lapping away at her clit and slurping up her slimy cunt juice. "Yes, you stupid dyke! Eat me! Eat me! EAT ME!" Suddenly Tina pulled her crotch away from my lips, but I didn't know why. Didn't she want me to eat her anymore?! But then the answer hit me right between the eyes... literally... as Tina violently rubbed away at her clit and then began squirting cum all over my face. Today’s Lesson, Class… My eyes snapped shut, utterly shocked as Tina's cunt pissed stream after stream of sticky girl-cum onto my cheeks and forehead. "Taste it, bitch!" demanded the boy who was ass-fucking me. And I did. My tongue snaked out of my mouth, gathering all the sticky cum it could. I relished in the depravity of having Tina's bodily fluids on my taste buds. Then I swallowed her sweet pussy nectar down my throat. My face must have looked like that of a complete cum whore, sticky and glazed with Tina Sinclair's pussy juice. "Goddamn, you're a fucking dirty pig!" someone bellowed. Suddenly my ass was being smacked. But it felt so good. "Yes!" I screamed. "Spank me! Spank your dirty little fuck doll!" Without even realizing it, Susie Singleton had now taken Tina's place on Rydell's desk. Her naked ass and pussy inches from my face. She smelled even dirtier than Tina had. "Lick those holes, you stupid bitch," Susie growled. I obeyed, plunging face first into Susie's crack, my tongue sloshing all over her meaty cunt lips and her stinky asshole. I felt the cock in my ass pop out and in two seconds it was replaced by a brand-new one. God, I loved getting gang-fucked by all these different boys as they took turns on me. "You like getting your asshole stretched by my big cock, don't you?" It was Peter Dalton. I always thought he was so hot and now here he was, enjoying my virgin asshole. God, his big prick felt so warm and snug up my ass, drilling into me deeper and deeper. Susie Singleton shrieked in ecstasy as my lips and tongue made her pussy cum. I lapped away at her big juicy clit like a good little fuck-slut. Peter Dalton plucked his cock from my ass so that someone else could have a turn. It was the super-cute Danny Loomis. "Do you want me inside you, Danielle?" he asked so politely. "Hell yes!" I growled. "Bury your cock in my ass, Danny!" My asshole was so well-stretched now that Danny's cock sank deep inside my bunghole with one quick stroke. Kim Swanson was now up on the desk, sticking her ass in my face. "Lick my ass, you dirty slut!" she yelled. I dove in with wild abandon, running my tongue up and down her crack, enjoying the tangy taste of her anus. Slurping up her delicious ass sweat. "That's it, Danielle," Mr. Rydell praised me, his prized student. "Eat Miss Swanson's ass while Mr. Loomis fucks yours." What I whore I was. Enjoying Danny's meaty prick as it defiled my virgin ass and lapping up Kim's buttery ass juice at the same time. Suddenly Rydell grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face out of Kim's crevice. Then he stuck a finger deep into Kim's rectum, which caused her to yelp. He wiggled his finger inside Kim's anal tunnel, making sure to get it nice and slick with her ass juice. When he pulled it out, it looked all wet and slimy. "Now open wide, Danielle," he instructed me. "You know what the outside of Miss Swanson's ass tastes like. But now it's time for you to find out how the INSIDE tastes." Then Rydell slid his digit into my mouth. My lips instinctively closed on his finger and the taste of Kim's ass juice melted on my tongue. On and on it went as each of my female classmates climbed onto the desk to have me eat them out. By the time I was done giving each girl an orgasm, my face was completely glazed with their sticky pussy juice and I knew I'd have the glorious stench of cunt locked in my nostrils for days to come. Yes, on and on it went like this, as each of my male classmates took his turn up my virgin ass. As soon as one boy's cock slithered out of me, it was only a second or two before I felt another prick plunge deep back inside my well-abused rectum. And now it was time for the boys to cum. I felt myself being pulled off of Rydell's desk and forced down onto my knees. Suddenly I was surrounded by 10 big bulging cocks as each of the boys beat themselves off, aiming their piss-holes right at my face. "Hose her down, boys," I heard Rydell hiss. "Take that, you dumb circle-jerk slut!" one of the girls screamed at me. "Eat that nasty cum!" another yelled and I opened my mouth wide as the boys spewed stream after stream of hot semen onto my lips and tongue and cheeks and forehead and hair and neck and ears and shoulders and tits. I liked feeling my body become a target for their hot creamy cum and my pretty face reduced to a wet, sticky mess. I fingered my clit furiously as the boys rained their cum down on me. I kept my eyes open, watching each cock explode and piss milky-white sperm onto my face. Rydell saved himself for last. After all the boys had shot their loads onto my face, he stepped up front and center, wanking his giant boner. I was right on the verge of orgasm as my fingertips did their magic dance on my throbbing clitoris. I looked up at him, my face completely coated with my classmates' semen. I opened my mouth wide, awaiting his hot gooey gift, as his prick took aim. "Miss Adams," he said looking down at his perfect little anal slut, "cum with me - NOW!" And with that he started to fill my mouth with his sperm. Blast after blast of delicious, salty jizz sprang from his cock, landing on my tongue. It oozed down my throat as my fingers worked double-time on my aching clit and my body erupted into THEE best orgasm of my life. ... I woke up, screaming. Not a horrified scream. An orgasmic scream. My head jolted up from my desk, as I looked down at a small puddle of drool I'd left. I was breathing heavily, sweating profusely. My eyes struggled to focus on what was around me. My classmates were all staring at me from their desks. "Miss Adams?" Mr. Rydell said from the head of the class, looking concerned. "Are you alright, dear?" I swallowed the knot in my throat. I was in my seat, fully clothed. I had fallen asleep, that was all. It had been a dream. A sick, perverted dream. "Danielle Adams...?" Rydell's voice echoed. Goddamn it. The way he said it. Fuck! Did he know? Did he know what I had dreamt about? Did he know the craving deep inside me? Deep inside my mind? Deep inside my ass? Did he want to get buried balls-deep into my dirty little stinker again? "Danielle?" I heard Rydell call out with so much avuncular concern it made me grab the sides of my desk and grip them hard, ready to stand up and assume the position. I wanted to be bent over again, my back arched, my naked ass sticking way up into the air. Ready for all takers. I put my head back down onto the desk slowly, utterly disappointed my dream was over. My cheek nestled into the warm, sticky puddle of drool. "God, what's wrong with her?" I heard Tina Sinclair whisper in her sweet little innocent voice. "What's wrong," I murmured softly to myself, "is I'm still an anal virgin." There was a second or two of intense silence. "What did she say?!" Billy Larson asked the class, not sure he'd heard me right. And suddenly the bell rang. But no one moved. I picked my head up from the desk, my cheek sticky with drool. All of my classmates and Mr. Rydell were staring, waiting for me to repeat what I'd said. But I wasn't going to give them the satisfaction. I stood up, picked up my bag, and slung it over my shoulder. I walked out of the class and no one said a word. I walked down the hallway like a woman on a mission. I was still an anal virgin. And I needed to fix that as soon as possible. I needed to feel a cock stretching my anal ring wide as it sank deep into my bowels. I headed for the Teacher's Lounge. I had no idea who would be in there. But I was so horny I didn't care. I walked in with no fear and closed the door, locking it behind me. When I turned around I was oh so happy to find three of the hottest male teachers in there. Mr. Donovan, Mr. Barrett, and Coach Wegman. Damn, no female teachers, I thought. I could've gone for some nice hot pussy, but oh well. "Uh, Danielle?" Mr. Barrett asked, looking completely baffled. "What on earth do you think you're doing in here?" I began to undress as I walked toward them. "I'm here to get fucked," I said like a naughty slut, dropping my blouse to the floor. "Good God!" Coach Wegman gasped, staring at my tits. "You're here to what, young lady?" Mr. Donovan demanded, trying to be a hard ass. But I knew he wanted me. "I'm here to get fucked, Mr. Donovan," I said, embracing him passionately. "And I particularly want to get fucked in my 18-year-old asshole." "Sweet Christ!" Coach Wegman erupted, paralyzed with excitement. "Wouldn't you boys like to fuck my 18-year-old ass? Pop my anal cherry?" And with that Mr. Donovan's mouth was instantly on mine. His tongue flickering all over my tongue. I felt someone behind me unhook my bra. And then my skirt was being pulled down my legs. And then my panties too. Then Mr. Donovan and I had to stop frenching because I was being bent over. I felt several hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Fingers were diddling my slimy-wet pussy and then sliding upwards, smearing my natural juices all over my brown-eye to lubricate it. For a split-second I thought about my boyfriend, Tommy. Well it was his fault for leaving such a dirty slut like me to her own devices. Sucks to be you, Tommy-boy. And then the next thing I thought was: OH FUCK YES, THERE'S A COCK BEING SHOVED INTO MY VIRGIN ASS! I didn't even know if it was Coach Wegman's or Mr. Barrett's. But I didn't care. I was being bent over, used like a true whore. I gritted my teeth and whimpered as the big cock stole my anal virginity. I'd asked for this. And now I'd have to take a nice hard ass-pounding from each of these men. My asshole felt so unbelievably full. And just when I thought the cock couldn't possibly reach any further inside me, it sunk deeper and deeper and deeper, not caring if it was hurting me or pleasuring me. Truth be told, it was doing both. Getting butt-fucked felt so sadistically pleasurable. It hurt so good in fact that I began cumming without even touching my clit. "Yes, take that dick up your ass like a good little whore, Danielle," Coach Wegman cheered me on, as I shrieked through the most intense orgasm of my life. As I rode out my orgasm, I looked up to see Mr. Donovan still in front of me, unzipping his trousers. An enormous boner popped out of his boxers and I licked my lips in anticipation. "That's it, fuck this dirty bitch from both ends," I encouraged them. Mr. Donovan grabbed the back of my head and guided my face forward. My lips wrapped around his beefy prick while another man pumped in and out of my asshole. I guess senior year wasn't going to be so bad after all.