Counselor's New Cunt - Closed for AndreaSubbie

[AndreaSubbie]

Even though she wasn't concentrating fully, KittyKat could tell that the Prof was distracted. He wasn't his usual self. It had taken him ages to start fucking Veronica's mouth when normally he'd want to fuck right at the start of the lesson. And he was again going for the tough fuck, as if taking out some frustration on Veronica, on substitute.

And KittyKat was aware that he'd been looking over at her. Was he trying to shock her? Impress her? He was certainly fucking substitute's mouth hard, almost like he wanted her to object, but the slut was accommodating his harsh treatment by choice, proving that Kty Cook's theory of Slutdom was correct; that a true slut welcomed and sought being used sexually unlike the robotic approach the Prof put forward. As Katy watched and studied substitute being face fucked, she nodded her grudging approval and admiration for the girl. She was a fine example of a true slut, and suitable for Mommy to use behind the scenes in their pornographic sex video in the biker bar.

As the Prof thrust in and out of substitute's mouth, KittyKat unconsciously mimicked the actions with the pen in her own mouth and wondered if the Prof would reward substitute's good behaviour with his cum, or let KittyKat have it like before. She was horny, and had learned that if there was sex happening anywhere nearby she didn't like being left out. But as far as the Prof knew she was still out of bounds and would need to take care of herself.

Moving her chair closer to substitute, KittyKat parted her own legs lewdly and inserted her pen into her own vagina while reaching over with her free hand under the other girl's skirt and squeezing the skin around substitute's clit. Pen fucked in and out, fingers squeezed the clit, and the Prof fucked substitute's mouth all in the same rhythm, the Prof setting the pace as befitted his status. After all, he was the teacher, here.

KittyKat would have liked to have a cock to suck in but sadly there was only one of those in the room and it was deeply embedded in substitute's mouth. KittyKat would just have to make do.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor was enjoying fucking Veronica's mouth hard, holding her onto him, shoving his cock as far inside as he could, holding her there until she gagged or squealed or tried to turn her head. But what really turned him on was the way KittyKat, sitting naked and up close, matched his cock thrusting by sucking the pen, sticking it right inside her mouth and swirling it round, then withdrawing it all the way until just the tip touched her lips. He knew he really wanted his student, but in a way mouth fucking Veronica while watching KittyKat fellate the pen was a treat, something unusual, like a threesome almost.

And then she nearly pushed him over the edge, opening her legs, baring her pussy and inserting the pen into her vagina, a little at first then as far as she could reach without losing hold of the end. At the same time, KittyKat used her free hand to massage Veronica's clitoris, squeezing and teasing at the foot of his peripheral vision, making Veronica doubly uncomfortable as she gagged on his cock and flinched under her friend's assault.

He knew he would cum soon. Nothing could make him hold out in the face of such torment. He wanted to cum inside Veronica's mouth, to spray his sperm straight into her stomach, to use her mouth and her throat like her cunt or her ass, as nothing more than a channel for his cock and his cum and his release. He imagined his cock head deep down inside her digestive tract, the eye probing and poking about as if looking for a place to sow his seed. The girl was seriously troubled now, fidgeting and moaning and stretching her mouth to accommodate him, even as he held her tight onto his cock, feeling the back of her mouth, the top of her throat, the spit and goo oozing out around his tool, coughing out between her lips, gushing down her chin. He wanted her to suffer, to be overwhelmed, to be used and abused like she'd never been before. If he couldn't have KittyKat then Veronica would know she meant nothing to him other than as a receptacle for his discharge, a drain, a cumbucket, a slut.

The Professor heard himself saying it. Slut slut slut, you fucking little slut. He looked at KittyKat as he said it. The words applied equally to her. And if today Veronica was his victim, tomorrow or the next day, very soon it would be KittyKat.

"Stick the pen inside Veronica," he said. "Your fingers and the pen. Whatever you can grab hold of. Inside her pussy. Make her cum on a pen or your fingers, KittyKat. Make the fucking little whore cum."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The thinking part of KittyKat's mind noted just how aroused the Prof was, losing control of himself, a slave himself to his own lust, muttering obscenities like any crazed and inexperienced male in the throes of sexual ecstasy. The non-thinking part simply enjoyed the eroticism of their threeway tryst, needing very little encouragement to go further.

She obeyed the demands, acting the slut, the co-slut, sliding her pen and fingers into substitute's cunt while still being careful not to hurt the delicate flesh. She finger-fucked and pen-fucked her associate until it was obvious that the poor deranged Prof could hold out no longer.

KittyKat was already pressed up against Voeronica's side, and it didn't take much maneuvering to place her face alongside the other girl's, cheek to cheek, mouth open, a clear invitation for the Prof.

Would he be able to resist spunking up on the faces of two eighteen-year-old girls side by side? KittyKat hoped not, and her research had suggested that cumming on the faces of two girls together might be a popular male fantasy. Whether it was or not, she was presenting the opportunity to the Prof.

Would he take it?

 

[ericrodman101]

Professor Angus Plum, tenured academic, published author, world authority on sexualisation and soon to be slutification, looked down at the two upturned faces. One, Veronica's, was firmly pegged by his cock, her lips stretched round the swollen organ in a fixed expression of surprise, and her head bent back hard as if she was nailed to the table. The eighteen year old's eyes were open wide although she wasn't focused on him, but seemed rather distracted by simply trying not to choke. The other, KittyKat's, cooed and smirked at him, taunting him, daring him almost to choose a mouth to unload his semen into, or simply choose both faces and paint them white with goo.

And if he looked a little further down he could see between Veronica's legs where her friend had been fucking her with a pen, the end of the plastic tube still protruding from between the pussy lips.

It was all the old man could do to even put names to the faces, so near was his orgasm, let alone decide how he wished to relieve himself and claim the two young women. He came in a rush, his red cock spitting cum onto Veronica, onto KittyKat, spraying and coating them with the sticky contents of his balls.

Removing his cock from deep inside Veronica's mouth had allowed her to draw a deep breath, just as his cum had spurted inside her, causing her to gag and cough. Droplets of his seed sprayed back again, showering his cock and KittyKat's face a second time. KittyKat, on the other hand, was in control, moving her face about to catch the discharge so that none was wasted and as much of his seed as she could capture ended up on her face.

Desperate to prolong his pleasure, the Professor squeezed his cock tightly, milking the last of his cum which oozed and dripped now onto each girl as he swung his cock head from side to side, a moan of joy and release easing from his mouth.

He was still standing in post-orgasmic ecstasy, his cock swaying above the two girls' plastered faces, when his old friend Friedrich opened the door and stepped into the room.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Veronica jumped as the door opened and an unknown visitor entered the Professor's office; KittyKat knew better than to flinch at any new arrival.

But it was only Friedrich. The man with the deformed cock somewhat like a coke can. He would no doubt need to talk to the Prof about something so KittyKat ignored him and the limp swaying soiled spent professorial penis, and kissed Veronica on her lips, trying to convey a sort of congratulations for doing so well but not actually speak and annoy her Prof. KittyKat kissed more insistently, her fingers pulling the pen from Veronica's cunt and tucking it between her own legs, then using her freed fingers to gently and insistently stimulate the other girl's genitals. Was this the first time Friedrich had ever seen two girls naked together?

With both their faces still slick with the Prof's sperm, the embrace was more a slippery, gooey licking and sucking and tongue-dancing dirty erotic snog, with panting and blown bubbles of semen. Her fingers speeding into a blur, KittyKat drove her substitute higher and higher, only stopping when Veronica was on the point of orgasm, but not yet there.

"You know, super slut, I've never been able to take that visitor's cock? It's too much for me; I know my limits. It would take a seriously talented slut to fuck him, especially in front of witnesses like the Prof and me. I'm not sure if even you could do it? Of course, if you really want to go further than me, do what I can't or won't, do something that would truly impress that guy you want to steal off me," she then paused, hesitated, "but I doubt you could. Not even you are slut enough, tough I bet you'd enjoy resisting, right? That's your thing? Refusing when you really want it? Nod if I'm right. Shake your head and I won't let them use you. Nod and he'll probably force himself on you. You can leave now, with a shake of your head, or stay and we'll all force you to get fucked, used, abused."

KittyKat resumed masturbating the girl, looking into her eyes, cum-drenched nose to cum-drenched nose.

Veronica looked straight back, defiant, and nodded.

KittyKat pushed Veronica over the edge into a delicious orgasm in front of the Prof and his weird visitor.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor enjoyed KittyKat’s long speech almost as much as Veronica’s orgasm. The speech was simply dirty. Super slut, KittyKat called her friend. How apt. And the notion of resisting, feigned or otherwise, always stimulated the Professor even if his goal for women was slutdom, a condition in which resistance was impossible. If he thought it through, he knew he was being inconsistent, but maybe Veronica was simply the polar opposite which proved his rule. So she liked resisting, but only as a ruse, a lure, a come on. No meant yes. That old chestnut.

Veronica turned her cum spattered face to KittyKat’s and nodded, consenting to whatever use and abuse might follow this evening now that Friedrich was here. And then, at the instigation of the clever girl’s fingers, Veronica came explosively on her back on the table. A thumping orgasm, her back lifting, her legs kicking, her head banging, her cunt squirting. And all the while KittyKat bringing it on, assaulting her friend vigorously and deeply, her fingers deep inside Veronica connecting with the most sensitive parts.

The Professor took his eyes off the two girls for a moment. His old friend Friedrich stood, cock already out and in his hand, watching the events without expression. Friedrich’s cock never ceased to amaze, it being so thick and so short, nearly as wide as it was long. He’d seen Friedrich fucking KittyKat‘s mouth, but had he ever seen Friedrich penetrate a pussy or an asshole? Was penetration even possible given what could only be described as a deformity?

”I want to see Friedrich inside Veronica,” the Professor said to KittyKat. “I want us to hold her down so he can do it. She’s consented so I don’t care what happens next. Whatever she says, it’s Friedrich’s turn to fuck her. Both holes. As deep as he can go, which won’t be far. But it’s going to stretch her and you and I will have to aid his entry. What do you say?”

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"If it's ok with you, I'll finger fuck Veronica and help open her cunt for Friedrich's cock to fuck?"

KittyKat knew that the Prof liked few words but liked them dirty, and hoped that her little verbal offering would be acceptable. Her more loquacious diatribe had been for Veronics only, assuming that the Prof and his visitor would be preoccupied, but it appeared that having two naked teen girls in the room was enough to wrest their attention from whatever else they had to discuss.

With her hands holding Veronica's knees apart, KittyKat looked to the Prof to organise what might possibly be Friedrich's first ever fuck. It was the Prof dictating what he wanted to happen. Nothing about his visitor needing a fuck or wanting to cum or being aroused at two teen beauties, rather it was what would turn on the Prof; his own personal interactive porn. She wondered if he'd masturbate during the performance and even cum a second time? In fact, was interactive porn just a small step from prostitution, and did it matter?

As far as Katy Cook, student and scholar, could make out, the Prof was really just a horny, dirty old man. But so what.

 

[ericrodman101]

"It's OK by me," the Professor said lazily, lost in the moment, a thousand images of what Veronica might look like with his friend Friedrich's coke-can cock plugged into her. His student held her friend's knees apart as wide as she could, exposing Veronica's slick red shaved pussy into which KittyKat slipped her fingers. Veronica was struggling. Her face was still slicked with the Professor's cum and maybe her cunt was sore from where KittyKat had fucked her with the plastic pen.

"Struggle all you like," he said, leaning down close to Veronica's face and looking into her eyes. "You consented to this so now it's time to make Friedrich a happy man."

Had Veronica even got a glimpse of Friedrich's cock yet? How she'd struggle when she actually saw what was about to be pushed inside her body.

"Step up, Friedrich," the Professor said. "Show the slut what you've got."

He put a hand behind his friend's naked back and pulled him up alongside the table.

"Wave your cock in her face, man. Let the hound see the fox."

Except it was the hound who was about to be subordinated to Friedrich's fox. Veronica looked up at what Friedrich held in his hand, not so much a cock as a trunk protruding from his groin, the bulging veins, the winking eye, the folds of flesh rolling and pumping in his palm.

"See, it's not very long," the Professor said. "It's not like when he's fucking you it's going to go all the way up under your chin. It's just...well...very thick. Do you want to suck it first while KittyKat opens you up?"

Veronica opened her mouth to speak, but the Professor held his hand across her lips, stifling whatever the eighteen year old wanted to say.

"No," he said, "On second thoughts we've already heard enough from you. You can suck it after it's been inside you. Between her legs, Friedrich. KittyKat will help you get your cock inside her while I hold her head still."

The Professor climbed onto the table, taking his hand away from Veronica's mouth. The girl screamed as the older man sat on his haunches, lowering his ass onto her face, slapping his semi-erect cock on her chin.

"That should keep the slut quiet," the Professor said as his ass settled over Veronica’s nose. "Now, Friedrich, like I said. Fuck the girl."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat put one hand on the weirdly deformed cock jutting out from Friedrich, while she used to the other to finger Veronica and open her, remembering her own experience of being fisted. That was probably what this fuck would feel like to Veronica.

The penis was so thick that her fingers hardly reached halfway around but she enjoyed the feel of it in her hand and masturbated the man as best she could while working up to inserting her whole hand in Veronica's cunt. She glanced up at the horny Prof squishing the poor victim's face and flopping his softly inflated cock on her chin and throat. He was loving this, thriving on the filth and the struggle.

KittyKat mated the two hands, literally she supposed, easing the enormously wide erection into the hole her hand had opened between Veronica's legs. It was almost a pity not to film Fiedrich's first fuck, capture his reactions and those of the lust-crazed Prof, but once docked, she put her hands behind the visitor's ass and shoved him forward until he was forced inside the super-slut, his fat cock entering and filling her stretched vagina. There, done!

She stood back and admired her work, and as the Prof's friend obeyed his orders and fucked the girl, KittyKat reached out to masturbate the Prof, his cock pointing towards the obscene impaling of Veronica by the monster dick.

One hand on Friedrich's ass, driving him forward, dictating his rhythm, the other jerking the Prof's cock in opposing motion like two pistons in an engine.

Would the Prof be able to cum again? Where would his friend explode the enormous volume of spunk he would make?

This might be fun.

 

[ericrodman101]

From his position squatting on his haunches sitting on Veronica's face, the Professor watched KittyKat's deft work helping Friedrich get his deformed cock inside her friend. Veronica squirmed and fidgeted, no doubt struggling with both the assault on her pussy and his ass on her face.

"Deep breaths, Veronica," he said, regretting using her name. "Deep breaths, slut" he corrected.

For an older man, the haunch position was painful. He settled more firmly across Veronica's face, willing the stupid whore to simply relax and go with what was happening to her, what she'd consented to. "Tongue my asshole, slut," he said, leaning forward to take the pressure of his aching knees. At the same time KittyKat reached over and took his cock in her hand, pumping him in time with her pushing Friedrich's ass.

"Good girl," he said to his student. "You are a good little slut. Unlike your friend here. What is wrong with you? Do you want to be punished?"

Punished. He'd said it now. The Professor didn't care what Veronica wanted. But he was enjoying her struggle and he knew that he could use Veornica in ways he couldn't use KittyKat if he wanted his student to keep returning to class. After all, Veronica was just some stupid slut who'd tagged along with KittyKat as her fuck substitute while her mouth was unavailable due to some stupid allergy test. Was that still going on?

Friedrich opened his eyes, straining hard to stay inside Veronica. The two men smiled. The Professor wondered how many times his friend had achieved full penetration given his handicap. It surprised him that he didn't know, that they hadn't discussed it, that he hadn't simply hired a prostitute for Friedrich and then watched what happened.

"Fuck her hard, old friend," he said. "it's what the stupid little whore wants."

And to make his point, the Professor settled his ass a little more tightly against Veronica's face, her hot breath on his skin, her tongue making tentative swipes across his asshole. That's more like it, he thought.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Good girl, good little slut, the Prof had said to KittyKat. She smiled; despite her recent progress in all things sexual she still liked being complimented, and being called a good girl and good slut made her feel proud of how much she'd achieved in such a short time. She even allowed herself a moment of self-satisfied pride and a little gloating over poor Veronica. The silly girl was positively inviting the Prof to abuse her.

But different girls liked different things. KittyKat was learning all the time.

And men liked different things too, apparently. The Prof's weird friend was pulling out of Veronica's pussy and trying to insert his enormously wide, blunt-ended penis into her closed asshole. It seemed he'd had enough vaginal fucking and wanted anal.

Still masturbating her professor, KittyKat took her other hand off the visitor's ass cheeks and spat liberally on the palm and fingers, then slid one digit into Veronica's tight, unused hole, the hungry cock banging insistently against the back of her hand. Two fingers, three, she worked up to her knuckles trying to be as gentle as she could in opening the super-slut, yet still insistent, By the time her whole hand was up the slut's poo hole, she was ready to let the Prof's friend get his cock up Veronica's ass. In he went before she closed up again.

It was impressive, and again KittyKat regretted that Mommy wasn't here to record the wonder of Friedrich's deformed cock at work. She was also looking forward to his eventual ejaculation. No one had warned Veronica about just how much semen he fired out of that strange penis. It was enough to drown an unwary girl. And KittyKat couldn't help but wonder if she'd be allowed to share in the bounty.

And what of the horny Prof? Would he cum again? And where? And how should Katy Cook the Scholar write up today's lesson in her essay? She had learned some new things, mostly about human primal sexual urges being stronger than intellectual ruminations and theses. The Prof was a perfect example. But she had to tread carefully since he would be the one grading her essay. As long as he was portrayed in a good, complimentary way she should be okay.

But returning to the delights of human primal sexual urges, she watched the visitor fucking Veronica's ass hard, the Prof watching closely as well and pumping his spent cock in his student's hand, lust apparent everywhere; fucking, masturbation, panting, eager expectations. The anticipation of orgasms and sexual release and fulfillment.

 

[ericrodman101]

Without even being asked or prompted, the Professor watched as Friedrich pulled his cock out of Veronica's pussy and with KittyKat's assistance, inserted it into the eighteen year old's ass. His only regret was that he wasn't able to watch the whole action up close. From his vantage point perched on Veronica's face he watched as KittyKat opened her friend up with first her fingers and then her whole hand. He could see how gentle KittyKat was being, screwing her hand and wrist into her friend, but Veronica bucked and squirmed beneath him, causing her to interrupt her tonguing of his asshole and throw her head from side to side. After all, KittyKat was effectively fisting her up the ass, opening up her tight hole to help Friedrich insert his deformed cock inside her.

Eighteen year old girls fisting each other. The Professor felt his cock harden again just at the thought. It was like those insane Russian porn videos he watched while his wife was sleeping, girls barely out of high school doing anything and everything to each other before being gangraped. Double penetration, triple penetration, fisting, pissing, dildos and other objects, bent over backwards, held upside down, thrown about like soft toys, pounded and punished in the most extreme ways. And yet smiling throughout and calling out to be violated over and over, harder and harder. He often speculated about what drugs they must be on.

Next time, he vowed, that KittyKat and Veronica came to class he would direct his student to fist her friend again, but this time he'd stand behind her and watch as KittyKat's fingers and then her hand screwed into Veronica's stretched ass. So dirty. So obscene. And maybe, just maybe, he could convince KittyKat to let Veronica reciprocate, before he fucked them both up their tight teen assholes.

Friedrich was inside Veronica's ass now, not deep, but thick, stretching her so that she moaned for him to stop. And yet when he chose to stop, his old friend would unleash his semen into her, onto her, his hyperspermia flooding her, drowning her, the sexual equivalent of waterboarding. The obscene image made him laugh. KittyKat, one hand still stroking his cock, looked up and smiled back.

"Good girl," he said. "Fucking hot. I want you to promise to fist Veronica for me again. Next class. Just the three of us. Yeah?"

Oh to be fucking hard enough to cum again, he thought. Oh to be fucking eighteen again. Fuck my old man's fucking useless cock and balls. He wanted to cum oh so badly, but he feared all he would accomplish was to piss. Still, with Friedrich's semen and his piss, there might be more fun to be had with these two sluts.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat followed her Mommy's advice and just agreed with the Prof while reserving the right to do whatever she really wanted. Still, he hadn't asked much, just for a repeat fisting. She could do that. But in reality, the Prof had lost all control of himself and allowed his carnal lust to take over. He had even got hard, his old cock stiffening at last. Maybe he was making more sperm in those old balls and there'd be plenty of the cream to go around.

KittyKat masturbated her Prof with renewed vigour, enjoying the feel of his now hard erection in her hand, encouraging it to top up his emptied balls with a fresh batch of spunk, though she wasn't sure how it worked exactly. All she knew was that the Prof was loving this, approved of her part in the fun, and that pretty soon the ass-fucking visitor was going to jet more cum than Veronica had ever seen fly from a single cock. If the Prof let her face out from his ass. But that would be up to him. He was so horned up that she wasn't going to get in his way.

But she did have an idea. She wondered if the Prof would like it. Only one way to find out.

While Friedrich was banging away in Veronica's asshole and KittyKat was using one hand to jerk off her teacher, she used her free, soiled hand to grab Veronica's nearest ankle and raise the whole leg until it was within the Prof's easy reach. And then the other one, so that the Prof was holding the super-slut's legs up in the air. He seemed to like that, though it may not have been too comfortable for Veronica. Still, it was quite a sexy tableau. If only Mommy were there to record it. Kat would tell Mommy all about it later.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor took hold of Veronica's leg and held it, first up by the ankle, and then bent back under the knee. If he were a little more athletic he might have grabbed her other leg and done the same, but holding himself on his haunches and not letting all his weight rest on the girl's face was taking a toll on his old body. KittyKat continued to masturbate him, gripping his cock tightly, tugging and stroking, the flesh of his tool bunching and stretching in her palm. His precum flowed freely, almost convincing him that he could produce another full-throated orgasm in succession. The thought made him smile. The old man's still got it. Take that Veronica. Take that Flavia. Take that world. If only his knees and calves had the same resolve.

Opposite him on the table, Friedrich closed his eyes again. Veronica wasn't especially tight, especially since KittyKat had fisted her and opened up her anus for his assault. But his cock was big around and so short that maintaining purchase while thrusting was a challenge. And he was close to cumming. He knew what he liked. Cumming across a face. Watching his copious sperm splash and flood the eyes, up the nose, through the hair, pooling around the mouth, dripping down the chin. If he came inside her maybe Kittykat would suck her dry and then deposit his cum onto Veronica's face, but the thought came too late.

Friedrich pulled himself out, then climbed up onto the table. His friend Angus still sat aside the girl's face.

"I'm gonna cum," he said unceremoniously, pushing his friend aside and causing Kittykat to let go of the cock in her hand. Veronica gasped for air as the Professor's ass lifted off her face. "Friedrichs gonna cum...."

He shuffled on his knees until his cock hovered over Veronica's expectant face.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

Should I warn her? KittyKat wondered, feeling a little sorry for Veronica given the shock she was about to get. But there was a voyeuristic fascination that made KittyKat want to see the glorious ejaculation as an observer this time, rather than the fortunate recipient. And Veronica would probably enjoy and appreciate it, too, just like KittyKat had done.

If only Mommy were here to capture the shock and awe.

Kitty placed her soiled hand on Friedrich's ass to encourage him, and reached out with her other hand for the displaced Prof's cock. It just didn't seem right for there to be bare penises in the room and not have contact with at least one.

The atmosphere was one of eager anticipation. Two excited observers, one excited participant, one ignorant unaware recipient.

 

[ericrodman101]

Friedrich's orgasm was explosive. Semen sprayed from his deformed cock, splashing Veronica's face. It ran in rivulets around her nose, pooled in her eyes, drained into her mouth which she opened in involuntary alarm. The teen screamed through the deluge which only exacerbated the flood in her mouth until she was gargling and coughing up goo. And when it seemed she could take no more, the old man opened her mouth wide with his fingers and jammed his coke-bottle cock between her lips so that the last spasms emptied his tool directly into the back of her throat.

The Professor found himself drawn to both the facial carnage and to KittyKat. Rather than being as equally shocked as her wet friend, his student seemed more self satisfied, a smirk playing round her mouth. She had that 'mean girls' look as if this was getting Veronica back for something or simply enjoying her discomfort. It made him smile too.

And it made him horny, but nothing was going to allow him to cum a second time tonight. His junk was simply too old and tired. But he so wanted to piss. From nowhere, suddenly his bladder was full and painful, like erectile disfunction another aged affliction. But as much as he wanted to relieve himself, he wanted to stay close to the action. Friedrich was leaning hard into Veronica's face, calling out with each remorseless thrust, plugging her mouth with his cock, stretching her, challenging her, reaching her limits of endurance and going beyond him. The eighteen year old struggled for air, her hands waving wildly as she tried to beg him to stop, grabbing at his cock, his torso, his pubic hair, slapping and pulling, flailing ineffectively against the mouth rape. The whole scene was fantastically obscene and arousing, and the Professor was gnawed at by annoyance that he hadn't filmed the whole thing.

But the gnawing was second to his need to piss. He decided to just let go, aiming his cock and adding a stream of urine to Veronica's humiliation.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat was shocked. Actually shocked. She didn't think she could be, thought she'd seen everything. But the Professor pissing in his own office? Pissing on Veronica? Like she was some toilet? But the look of satisfied lust on her Prof's face told her that this was sexual, that he was getting off on it.

She felt a wave of pity for Veronica. The super-slut's status as a super slut was really being tested. KittyKat was shocked. And the pity of it was all that lovely sperm being washed away. Such a waste. And Friedrich hadn't disappointed in his cum, he'd blasted out spurt after spurt, enough for numerous men. KittyKat had sneaked a hand under his balls while he was firing, curious about how it would feel to have those ammunition containers in her fingers as they emptied. They had felt alive, as if they were creatures in their own right. She wanted to experience that again sometime.

She wited fro the Prof to empty his bladder, completely at a loss forwhat was expected next.This was new territory, and she had no idea what to expectother than a need to get herself and Veronica out of there ad cleaned up. This was going to be a challenge to write up.

 

[ericrodman101]

The Professor's piss splashed everywhere, washing away Friedrich's cum. KittyKat looked disappointed, but the Professor was enjoying himself too much to care. He'd never imagined pissing in his own office and tried not to think about who'd clean up the mess. Friedrich probably. He was a janitor. And it would be payment for the pleasure the Professor had arranged for his old friend.

Friedrich showed no sign of withdrawing his cock from Veronica's mouth, even as the Professor's piss stream began to subside. The older man pressed his eyes shut, leaning into the eighteen year old, stretching her mouth, pushing his cock as deep as he could go, maybe draining a few last drops of cum or maybe just enjoying the moment. Veronica had stopped struggling. The piss must be stinging her eyes, the Professor thought, although Friedrich's cock had kept most of it out of her mouth. He leaned back on his haunches, his soft cock still held tight in his hand. Time to climb down, he thought. But then what? The girls would need to clean up a little before they went home. Or would they? Maybe that was half the fun of slutification, making the sluts leave while still festooned with the lewd fruits of his and Friedrich's exertions. Yes. A new project.

"KittyKat," the Professor said, climbing off the table and onto the floor. "I want you to record your thoughts of this evening and Veronica's experience. But I want you to add your thoughts about a slut walk. Do you understand? You will both dress and walk out of the office, but without cleaning up, then walk home along the sidewalk in full view of passers by. I want to know what you thought of exposing yourself like this and what you noticed or heard about the demeanor of other people. But no hurry. I'm not sure Friedrich's done yet."

He stood naked and unconcerned in his own office. Once he would not have dreamed of appearing like this before students, and certainly not engaging in sex acts. Now it all seemed so natural. Fucking a student as a precursor to a lecture. Cumming on her face. Sodomizing her with a dildo or his own cock. Inviting her to bring a substitute for his use. Inviting his own friends. Livestreaming the whole thing. He made a mental note never to forget livestreaming again.

And against his better judgement he felt no need to dress. Standing naked in front of Friedrich and two eighteen year old girls felt as natural and as normal as standing there dressed. The idea of a naked college crossed his mind. There were naked gyms, naked sports clubs, naked resorts, naked beaches, naked cruises. But a naked college? A slut college. His mind boggled. It was a bigger idea than anything he'd ever imagined before. Flavia will know, he thought, if there is such a thing. But who would send their daughters to a naked college? Or their sons? Although as he thought more about it, the idea of men being reluctant to attend a naked college seemed ridiculous. The problem was going to be attracting female students. After all, in his experience of female students Kittykat and Veronica were by far the exception.

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"Yes, Professor Plum," KittyKat replied, retrieving the two girls' clothes and helping Veronica dress without smearing too much of the mingled sperm and urine that covered most of her upper body, and herself trying to avoid contaminating them with the soiled hand.

She kept Veronica quiet, shushing her from protesting against the slut walk that the Prof had ordered, and in quick time the girls left.

Closing the office door behind them, they went straight around the corner to the nearest bathroom and again stripped naked and cleaned themselves up. Their clothes they could do little with, but at least they'd only been worn for a very short time while the girls were still mucky. Once they were ready, they each checked a different direction down the hallway and with the coast clear, hurried out of the building hopefully unnoticed.

KittyKat explained that she would agree to whatever the Prof wanted but then do her own thing. And suggested that perhaps Veronica needn't come to any more lessons, just help out at the biker bar filming.

With Veronica safely home, Kat returned to Mommy, immediately stripping naked once more and flinging all her clothes into the laundry before heading to the kitchen and pouring herself a large glass of red wine.

"Mommy, you won't believe the lesson the Prof just gave!"

Standing nude next to her love, Kat drank from her glass and then told her mentor everything, including how disappointed she was not to get any of the gallons of sperm flying around. And how the Prof really should have had Mommy there to film everything and keep him in check. And suggest that in her essay she'd simply say that the two girls didn't meet anyone on their slut walk home.

And yet, the slut walk wasn't such a bad idea, and Kat and Mommy proceeded to discuss its possibilities. Filmed, of course. A walk in public with sperm on her face, in her hair, on her clothes? But where to do it?

Mommy was such an encouragement to her Kat.

 

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Flavia readied the apartment before the others arrived. It would be the final briefing before tomorrow's filming at the biker bar. She, KittyKat and Ricky would play a mother and her two children, albeit one of them Chinese, but who said porn was meant to be accurate? They would find themselves inside a biker bar with a few guys led by Red, who would proceed to fuck her two adult children, and maybe her, while she watched. Flavia had briefed her students who would film the event, led by Gavin who was coming over tonight with Ricky, so the other technical guys didn't need to attend, but just turn up in the morning. KittyKat pretty much lived in Flavia's apartment now. She could hear her protege busying herself in the bathroom. Red was coming as the lead biker. She'd asked him to arrange for 2 to 4 other guys to join them for the scene, preferably real bikers. Doctor Paul and Veronica were coming. Flavia had accepted the doctor's offer to be medic for the shoot. Every good porn production has a medic on site. As for Veronica, Flavia didn't really care for the girl, but where her uncle went so did she. And she'd offered Veronica the role of fluffer and boner girl. It wasn't a big production and viagra did most of the work these days which used to rely on fluffers. As for a boner girl, Flavia was sure KittyKat and Ricky between them could manage to empty all the balls on set without Veronica's help.

Someone knocked on the door a bit early, and when Flavia answered, it was her old friend the Professor whom she wasn't expecting.

"Flavia," he said, "sorry to call unannounced, but I was passing and I thought you might like to hear about yesterday and Friedrich and KittyKat and her little friend whose name I forget. And I wanted to hear how the slut walk went."

He sat without being invited just as KittyKat entered the room.

"The slut walk," Flavia said. "Yes. KittyKat told me about that. Uneventful. I don't think she and Veronica met a single person on their way home. Isn't that right KittyKat?"

 

[AndreaSubbie]

KittyKat had just entered the room and done a bit of a double take on seeing her Professor there in her home. She glanced at Mommy for reassurance and then put on her polite face. Tonight was supposed to be a get-together to talk about Mommy's film.

"The slut walk? Oh, nothing happened. Quite uneventful. We didn't get seen by anyone doing the slut walk." KittyKat kept her answer short, just as the Prof liked, not exactly lying, and for some reason not mentioning what she and Mommy had talked about, the possibilities of a filmed slut walk. That was between the two women, though clearly, they'd need a sperm contributor or two, maybe three, but with Mommy's admirers and contacts that wouldn't be difficult to arrange.

Sitting demurely on the couch, knees together, short cotton dress neatly covering her thighs and disguising her lack of any underwear, Kat looked again at Mommy, letting the grownups talk as a good girl should. Which made her think of her daughterly hospitality duties. Normally those would include sucking off any of Mommy's male visitors if desired, but she hoped that today she could get away with just offering drinks. There were plenty of refreshments already prepared in the kitchen for when the other filmmakers arrived.

But how to phrase it without encouraging the Prof to stay if Mommy wanted him gone?

"Um, is the Professor staying long enough for a drink?" she asked, hoping she had got it right. Hospitable, dutiful, but not encouraging a visitor if he wasn't welcome.

Kat felt a little out of her depth, here.

 

[ericrodman101]

"Are you staying, Angus?" Flavia asked. "I've got people coming to discuss a project."

The Professor looked crestfallen at Flavia's unwelcoming words. Even as he looked from his colleague to her protege and back again, there was a knock at the door. Flavia let Red into the room. He shook the Professor's hand firmly.

"I wasn't expecting you Professor. Are you part of tomorrow's shoot?"

"Tomorrow...." the Professor began as Red took a seat on the couch next to KittyKat, kissing her passionately on the mouth.

There was a second knock. Gavin and Ricky walked in together, waved a hi to everyone, and sat at the table.

"No," Flavia said. "I think you are busy tomorrow, Angus."

The Professor looked at each person in turn, almost imploringly. His face showed he was missing out, and he knew enough the shoot to know what it was he would be missing.

"Maybe I could observe and write about the shoot," he said, but Flavia was at the door again. Doctor Paul and Veronica came into the room. Veronica spied Red immediately and walked over, obviously wanting him to squeeze up and make room on the couch. She stood directly in front of her quarry, arms folded across her tiny boob tube, pouting, angling her denim-clad groin towards him, offering herself, Flavia described it in her head. The girl bent forward at the waist and kissed Red slowly on the mouth. Flavia noticed Red's warm response. A little too warm.

"Veronica," Doctor Paul called. "Sit on my lap."

The girl turned to look as her uncle slapped his leg.

"So that's everyone," Flavia said. "I'll put the coffee on. Maybe KittyKat could write about the shoot for you, Angus. After all, she is your student."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

"I could do that," replied KittyKat, "an essay on the action of the shoot and how creative expression is perhaps throttled by legal limitations? That is one of our themes of study, Sexual Freedom and Limits."

That was quite a long speech for KittyKat, and although Mommy knew all about Kat's course of study, none of the others were aware of what she was studying at the university. Perhaps she'd said too much? But Mommy was out of the room, presumably making the coffee that Kat should be preparing.

In an effort to distract from her failings as a daughter-hostess, KittyKat went on to suggest, "Veronica might entertain the Prof while we plan, since she's so good at servicing his cock and taking his spunk?" It would have the added benefit of separating Veronica from Mr. Red, although it was looking increasingly unlikely that KittyKat would be invited to move in there. There was also the delicious possibility that Doctor Paul didn't know that the Prof fucked his niece and perhaps some explaining was required.

Before the mix of surprise, astonishment, and amusement could be aired, Mommy came back in with the coffee on a tray. Having lobbed the metaphorical pebble into the metaphorical pond, KittyKat rose to her feet to help Mommy, sliding off Mr. Red's fingers that had found their way into her cunt while she was talking. She smoothed her skirt but didn't bother drying the trickle running down her inner thigh.

"Shall I give the coffee out?" she asked Mommy, giving her a kiss on the lips.

 

[ericrodman101]

Flavia walked back into the room and immediately had the feeling that something had gone down in her absence. After the kiss, KittyKat had that look that her mentor already recognised as indicating she'd made a little speech. Not that Flavia minded. The girl was often strangely taciturn when the older woman loved the comments which KittyKat made, especially when she was provocative and unfiltered.

And Red was fingering KittyKat, openly on the couch, so vigorously that when she stood to offer to help Flavia with the coffee, her pussy juices were visible where they ran down her thigh. It seemed a shame to have interrupted them really. Learning to behave with utter sexual freedom in public without inhibition was part of how Flavia envisaged KittyKat's future. It was one thing to fuck on film when it was part of a script, but intellectual slutification, if that was how Flavia saw things, was about fucking, about engaging in all and any sexual activities as easily and thoughtlessly as breathing.

And without KittyKat on his lap to finger, Red was just as likely to beckon Veronica over, the other girl being a much less challenging fuck. KittyKat had a brain and free will, whereas Veronica had all the personality of a blowup doll. For good or for bad, many men found blow up dolls appealing.

As she handed round the coffees, it was apparent that something KittyKat had said was exercising both the Professor and Doctor Paul. Whereas the doctor had slapped his knee and invited Veronica to sit, suddenly he was standoffish, stranding his niece in the middle of the floor. The Professor, on the other hand, had sidled up to Veronica and appeared to be trying to push her out of the room.

"What do you mean servicing his cock and taking his spunk?" the Doctor said, looking at the two mismatched people grappling in front of him. Veronica, far from resisting the Professor, lifted her Tshirt, exposing her breasts, then took the Professor's hands and attached each one to a nipple.

"In class, Uncle Paul. While you were treating KittyKat for the semen allergy, I was substituting for her in slut class."

"Slut class?"

Veronica rolled her eyes as the Professor rolled her nipples between his fingers.

"Yeah. We've talked about it. KittyKat goes to slut classes where the Professor teaches her about fucking everyone and not complaining when it hurts or you don't want to do it."

The Doctor looked at the Professor, then at Flavia.

"Is this true?"

Flavia nodded. "Sort of. I think the classes are a little more intellectual than that."

"A little more intellectual!" The Professor disengaged from Veronica and faced the doctor. "I am a leading academic specialising in sexual conduct and KittyKat is my star pupil. It's essential when I tutor the girl that we...how do I put this...get into character which means I need to...we need to fuck before each lesson. And since you decided you needed to fuck KittyKat each night to facilitate your spurious medical assessment, Veronica has been kindly stepping into the role."

Flavia wasn't sure whether Doctor Paul was genuinely shocked or not. After all, he wasn't much younger than the Professor and was fucking his eighteen year old niece who lived in his apartment. Both men were simply dirty old men in Flavia's mind, but then weren't they all? And she didn't have time for a debate, philosophical or otherwise, tonight. She had things to achieve and already it was all going off track.

"Doctor," she said, "Let's deal with the things at hand which we need to resolve for tomorrow and then maybe we can discuss the Professor's project and his teaching methods. And Professor, KittyKat has suggested that Veronica might entertain you while we talk business. KittyKat's bedroom is free. You both know where it is. And if we deal with you first Doctor, you can join your niece and the Professor and see for yourself what she's been learning."

 

[AndreaSubbie]

The Professor and Veronica went together to the next room, Kat's unused bedroom, so that the rest of them could plan the porn shoot for the following day.

Now that the Prof was no longer there, Kat felt more able to talk. There didn't seem to be the same disapproval of her vocalising when he wasn't around.

Now that she'd helped Mommy pass the coffees out and given her another sensual kiss on the mouth, Kat returned to sit next to Mr. Red who promptly put his hand under the girl's skirt again and resumed finger fucking her as if this were a perfectly normal and acceptable activity while they all talked. He also made sure that her skirt was rucked up to her waist so that what he was doing was plainly visible to everyone.

"So I was thinking, after what you said before, Mommy," began KittyKat, "would it be okay if, in the porn story, my character goes from initially reluctant rape victim to willing and enthusiastic participant? You know, the thing where the bikers find out she's not the pure virgin her Mom thinks she is, gets told off by Mom, called a slut or worse, so she announces she'll behave like one if that's what Mom thinks. Something like that? It might be fun to explore all the sexual excesses you might want to film? Since Mr. Red is the actor and the bikers are simply studs and available cock and cum providers, perhaps he could taunt Mom about her daughter?"

Another long speech for KittyKat, but she had all kinds of hopes for a landmark performance in her first porn film, a performance that could lead to more films if she was good enough and followed Mommy's directions well. It was really important to her to be the best interpretation of all of Mommy's sexually depraved artistic ideas. "And I'm hoping we can shock and arouse our audience, too? Be really bold erotically? Would that be okay? Would you want to be part of that, Mr. Red?"

KityKat looked into the eyes of the experienced porn actor and leading man, her hips rocking to his insistent hand penetrating her between her legs, her lower lip between her teeth, hoping Mr. Red was up for a truly ground-breaking unrestrained sexhibition of lust and nudity and fucking.

Was it just because she was being deliciously masturbated that she wanted to push boundaries, or because she wanted to launch herself onto the porn acting scene, or because she wanted to out-slut Sophia from jealousy? Whatever it was, she wanted the film to be an outstanding success. She also knew that it was time for her to be quiet and let the experienced adults take over.