Slutty Schoolgirls Ch. 3 (Pokimane & Fuslie)

You continue flipping through your class pictures, letting your eyes scan over the page.

Summer's almost over. Once everyone's back in class, there's no way I'll get away with this any longer. Better make the most of it...

Your eyes finally land on a certain girl from your class, whose curvy butt and hourglass figure instantly attracted you.

"Rae?" You call the girl beneath your desk on her knees.

"Hmmph?" She asks, trying to speak while devouring your cock. Her loud slurps were like music to your ears, and the moans she made as she rubbed herself were what continued to make her your favorite "assistant".

"You're friends with... Imane, right?" You slowly say her name as you start to imagine the well-endowed girl being the one on her knees in front of you.

Rae finally pulls away for a moment. "Yeah. Why?"

"You know why," you bluntly say. "And don't stop down there, I'm almost done."

You grab the back of her head and push her back down until your cock is sheathed inside her warm mouth once more, and you pump her head back and forth across your shaft a few more times until you burst, relieving your seed into her throat as she swallows it all.

"You... want her?" Rae finally asks after pulling away.

"Yup. Do you know where I can find her?"

"Well, I know she's going to a party this weekend."

"Ah, perfect..." you smile, already planning it out in your mind. "So I'll tag along with you and get inside, then-"

"I wasn't invited," she cuts you off.

"What? I thought you were her friend! Why can't you go?" You ask.

She stands up and places her bra back on.

"It's a sorority party, and I'm not in it. If you want a special invite, ask the host."

"Who's the host?"

"The president of the sorority. Her name's Leslie."

You check your class book once more and grin widely as you realize your luck.

She was also in my class. She was always very light-hearted, but not the best student...

"You think you can seduce her?" Rae asks, already knowing what you were thinking. "She's not really like that."

"Well, you said the same thing about yourself before I dicked you down on your bed, didn't you?"

"..."

...

506... 504... Yes! 502!

You give the door a few sharp knocks, knowing it was the right one by the name plastered on the outside.

The door opens, and the girl's jaw drops as she sees her unexpected visitor.

"Professor...?!?"

"Leslie!" You put on a wide smile.

"Wha... What are you doing here?" She asks uncertainly.

"I heard your sorority was having a party tomorrow..." You say, leaning against the doorway.

"Oh! Yeah, we are..."

"And... I'm guessing there'll be some underage drinking happening there?"

"Well, no... I mean..." She looks away, trying to deflect. "Of course not..."

"Don't worry, I know how you college kids are. But... maybe I should be there too, just to supervise."

"S-supervise? Oh, I don't think that'll be necessary..."

"I wasn't asking, Leslie," you coolly say, surprising her into a frozen state as you stand taller and look down at her, realizing for the first time how appealing she looked in her booty shorts and tank top.

"O-Ok... You can come if you want..."

"And I should probably have your phone number too in case something happens..." You say as you hold out your phone.

"Don't you think that's a little inappropriate?" She skeptically asks.

You stare back at her with a steadfast gaze.

"Um..." She starts to squirm under your sharp look.

"..."

"Fine!" She folds and types in her number.

"Great. I'll see you there, Leslie," you wink.

...

"Hey, hey. Who are you? This is an exclusive party, bro, you're not allowed unless you're on the list," a tall, broad-shouldered man says, as you show up at the party an hour after it started.

Jeez, I didn't know they had actual bouncers.

Ignoring him, you pull out your phone and text Leslie.

"He's with me!" A familiar voice yells from inside after a minute.

The man double-checks who it was and looks at you strangely, but lets you through.

You walk into the party atmosphere, instantly attracting attention due to how much you stood out.

As you walk toward Leslie, some chatting girls stop their conversations to turn and look at you, and quite a few sets of interested eyes scan over your body.

"Wow... you look really good, Professor," Leslie gulps as she eyes the fresh suit you had picked out.

"Me? No, you look gorgeous, Leslie..." You say, meaning every word. Her white sequin dress stood out amongst the rest, and though she was clearly a bit overdressed, she wore it well.

She giggles and touches your arm for a brief moment before letting go. "Actually... since you're here, would you like to... maybe... have a drink with me?" She hesitantly asks, with hopeful, sparkling eyes.

Ha. And Rae said she 'wasn't like that'.

Your hormones start to flare as you consider what could come of that, but you remember why you were here in the first place.

"Maybe later. I have someone to see first," you cryptically say before quickly dashing off, leaving her disappointed.

...

"What! No way!" Imane doubles over in laughter, and you chuckle along as you take another sip of the cheap alcohol. You'd been talking with her for well over an hour, and both of you were slowly getting more tipsy. She looked even more beautiful than in her picture, and her short purple dress revealed her healthy thighs and slim arms.

"Wow... I didn't know you were..." Imane starts to speak, then she awkwardly bites her lip and stops herself.

"What is it?"

"I mean... I don't want to come off as weird... you're one of my professors, after all..."

"Well, I'm not anymore, right? Come on, whatever it is, I won't mind."

"Fair enough. I just didn't expect you to be this... cool."

"Ha!" You chuckle and shake your head.

"I mean it! You're... really fun to be with. I'm comfortable around you." She reaches out her hand and strokes your arm, running her fingers along your veins until she reaches your hand, where her fingers daintily brush yours.

You put your hand on top of hers, and she lets you gently stroke your thumb across her soft hand.

"You're really sweet too. I didn't expect to have such a good time here."

Well, I did expect to have a good time, but... in a very different way...

She smiles sweetly.

"It's getting pretty late, you know..." She says.

"It is... maybe we should wrap up."

"Yeah. I had a really fun time." She begins to pull away. "Maybe I'll- Oh?" You don't let go of her hand, and she turns back curiously.

"How about we end this..." You beckon for her to come closer, and she does so, leaning forward in her chair as you do the same to whisper in her ear.

"With a bit more fun?" You reach your hand out and squeeze her butt, making her gasp and reach for your hand. You exhale onto her neck, and she practically remains frozen as you gently brush your lips across her earlobe.

Her hand grips yours, but doesn't pull it away, even as you grope her once more, feeling her soft butt squish under your grip.

"I can give you something I promise you've never felt before... Not from these college boys..."

You finally pull away and stand up, holding out your hand. She looks up at you with uncertain eyes that were searching yours deeply.

She looks around briefly, and once she returns her gaze to you, you see her expression shift.

A thrill of excitement runs through both of you as she slips her hand into yours, and you gently help her up.

She leads the way to a back room, and you can barely hold back from tearing off her dress right then.

As soon as the door closes behind you, you hike up her dress and finally get a real feel of her ass, making her groan.

Your lips collide, and you push her back into the door as your hands start roaming. She quickly returns the favor, and her fingers reach across your chest and down to your pants, where she rubbed the hardening tent growing in them.

"Let's take this off, shall we?" You say before she lifts her arms and lets you pull it off.

"Wow... you're so beautiful, Imane..."

She blushes and naturally tries to cover herself up a little, but you hold her body and kiss her again, tasting her sweet lipstick.

She unbuttons your shirt, and you feel her getting hotter by the second as your cock rubs into the gap between her thighs.

"Oh, Sir... that feels really good..." She groans out as your finger slides down and rubs her through her underwear. "It's been a long time since I've... done something like this..."

"Don't worry, I'll guide you. Come to the bed."

Both of you finish tearing off your clothes, and you spread her legs, revealing herself.

You stroke your cock, eyeing up her perfectly shaped slit.

But to her surprise, you grab her legs and flip her over, then spread her legs from behind.

"Oh! Wha..."

"Fuck... I've craved this for a while..." You groan out as you pull her up to her knees, allowing her ass to pop out even more prominently. Her small back and curvy body accentuated her even more, and you take a moment to appreciate the delicious body you were about to score.

You stick your tip in her pink folds, wanting to savor the sensation of inserting yourself into her for the first time.

"Ah~" She moans out, biting the bedsheet beneath her.

You finally bottom out inside her, and both of you groan as you twitch, causing her nerves to lapse into a momentary frenzy of pleasure.

Gripping her ass, you push and pull again, slowly thrusting into her.

"Holy shit... you're even tighter... than I imagined..." You let out, as you collide with her hips again.

Imane trembles as her body adjusts to your size, but she quickly begins moaning too, absorbing your cock with more ease.

"Wait... you imagined... this?" She manages to let out between gasps and groans.

"Oh, fuck yes... While your friend Rae was blowing me yesterday..." You grin.

"Wha-What?!? You- OH~! ~FUUUCK~" You quickly max out your pace, thrusting harder and faster and making her nearly unable to speak as she processes your words.

"Come on, don't act surprised. Don't tell me you're not loving this. I just wanted to... share the love," you say, as you pound your hips extra hard, making her ass jiggle a few more times than usual as you hit it.

"Ohhh~~ Shit, Sir, you're so gooood," she slurs out as she arches her back and lets you drive yourself in deeper.

An idea quickly passes through you, and your lusty mind immediately capitalizes on it. While you continue clapping Imane's cheeks from behind, you reach for your phone from your pants, take a short video of the gorgeous view you had in front of you, and send it out with a text.

"We're gonna have a little visitor," you say as you run your hand up Imane's back and to her shoulder. "Let's give her a good show for when she comes in, hm?"

You reach for her hair and bundle it up in your hand. Realizing what you wanted, and tilts her head back. But even with her preparation, she yelps out in blissful pain as you yank, nearly making her collapse under you as you focus on using your hold to continue thrusting.

"Are you actually fucking-"

Leslie's words cut off as she walks in, and she stares blankly at the hot scene unfolding before her. Before you can even command her to join you, she's already tearing off her dress and crawling onto the bed. You give Imane a few final thrusts, relishing her body before pulling out.

Leslie immediately straddles you, pumping a finger in and out of her slick opening to prepare herself as fast as possible as she eyes your dick with delight.

"I can't believe you blew me off earlier," she says, frowning.

"Don't worry, I was planning on calling you back," you wink.

Imane flips over and looks back at the two of you with lust-glazed eyes, simply rubbing herself and playing with her nipple as she watches Leslie descend onto you.

"Wait... I don't know if it'll fit," she says as she puts her hands on your shoulders, groaning as you begin to stretch her out.

She tries again, and she barely squeezes past the head before pulling up again.

"Shit, you're... really big..." She sighs.

"Leslie... are you teasing me?" You ask.

"No! I swear, it just... doesn't- OH!"

You flip her over, spreading her legs around you.

"Oh, I think it can fit just fine..."

You push into her, groaning as her tightness wraps around your cock.

She nearly screams as you push past, but you finally force your way in. The friction between your bodies grows intense, but as you grip her thighs and begin pulsing in and out of her, her groans of pain turn into sighs of euphoria as you drag along every sensitive spot inside her.

"Holy shit~ Oh, god, fuck me, Professor..." Her jaw hangs open, and she reaches up to pull your lips down to her as you continue thrusting.

"Ahh, fuck, you're a good slut..." You let out, catching Leslie by surprise, but she quickly accepts the new title.

You dive your face into her breasts, licking and sucking on them. She clutches you deeper, squealing in pleasure as you gently bite down on her sensitive boob.

Her wet heat grips you tightly, and you stare down in surprise at how nice it felt.

"Wow, Leslie... you feel better than I expected..." you whisper.

"Better than Imane?" She competitively asks, making Imane perk up.

"Hmm... let me see..." You say, gratefully taking the opportunity to feel the bustier girl's body once more.

You pull out of Leslie and rotate to Imane, who slowly spreads her legs apart again. You push into her once more and grind your hips against hers as her hands grip you for support. You feel wracked with heavenly pleasure as her warmth wraps around you, and the feeling only grows as Leslie comes up behind you and kisses you on the neck and jaw.

You switch back and forth between Leslie and Imane as you memorize the feeling of their bodies like the back of your hand, trying to hold on for as long as you can.

"Shit... I'm gonna cum soon..." You mutter.

"Yes... yes..." You groan out as you finally near your climax, preparing to end the incredible night.

With the two girls side by side, you finally pull out and release, shooting your pent-up tension out onto the chests of the two girls. You shiver in delight as you watch your two former students willingly jerk you off with their hands until you completely deposit every drop onto their receiving bodies, and you feel a large weight lift off of you as you let loose.

"Damn... that was so fucking hot," Imane groans.

"Yeah," Leslie breathlessly lets out. "And next time... I'll be on the pill so you don't have to pull out," she giggles.