Zia The slu*t - Chapter 8 - dtrocked - Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms (2024)

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The setting sun cast a reddish light on the neat tidy rows of houses, the very model of urban Americana slowly winding down the day as adults drove into the borough in their American cars and parked them in their garages. Many would be greeting their kids and wives, but for a few families that would have to wait, because 20 daughters, 3 sons and 1 well endowed Cuban wife were in a class on Goode college. The college itself was situated between the upper and lower class areas of the borough, a large central campus where those coming from vast opulent mansions learned alongside those from humble mortgaged neighborhood houses. But despite the appearance of inclusion, the situation in the college was less than fair. There was a huge divide between a small upper crust of elite boys whose families practically ran the school, and the rest of the students from poor backgrounds who had to live with it for a chance at getting educated. But those who went there learnt more than just mathematics and science. They learned exactly how much these elites would rule their lives, as would the students in this particular extracurricular night class.

In a spacious biology lab lit by powerful fluorescent lights and filled with rows of two-person lab tables, a stunning olive skinned Cuban woman stood in front of her class. A delicate curl of brown hair rested on her high cheekbones while the rest were tied up in a tight professional bun with two long silvery needles holding them in place. She was wearing an eye poppingly tight dark blue pantsuit which was about two sizes too small for her. Her expensive sapphire colored suit jacket was tailored with an extra space at the front, but even that was not enough as two enormous melons thrust from her chest that split apart he expensive silk shirt. From this split fabric her deep cleavage showed, glowing under the fluorescent light like a milky chocolate display.

"Good morning, class," Mrs De Armas said in an authoritative, formal tone to the 18 girls seated in front of her. "As you know, today is the Special Biology Lesson - a highly graded lesson our wealthy donors instituted. It is compulsory for all girls who come to Goode attend." A Chinese girl raised her hand. "What will this class be about?"
"As you may know, the pillars of this community who built this very school are a number of wealthy white Anglo-Saxon protestant men, the WASPs who founded are country," Mrs De Armas explained. "They generously contribute to this community."

"Well they're definitely not contributing money, because the infrastructure is sh*t and they're a bunch of tax dodging one pecenters," Hazel snorted. "I think I pay more taxes than them!
Mrs De Armas smiled. "Now, you should have learned in economics class how taxing the rich is bad for the economy. Giving these big businesses the subsidies and tax breaks they need to create jobs is what this country's great economic prosperity is built on."

"But our great white leaders do not only contribute the wonderful economy," Mrs De Armas continued. "As you know, this neighborhood has an incredibly high percentage of foreigners, as well as a certain number of lower class families. To help better integrate these people into American society, our WASP leaders contribute their genetic material in vast amounts."
"What, like their hair and skin? They can keep it," Hazel said, screwing up her face. Hazel was the daughter of a poor Roma French gypsy fortune teller with African, Native American, Mediterranean and Indian ancestry.

"Not that," Mrs De Armas said. "They contribute their sem*n."

"… What?" Hazel replied in shock.

"Our white community leaders provide free insemination at their fertility clinics, or even a personal insemination. Completely discreet of course, should you not wish to get into trouble with your spouse," Mrs De Armas explained.

"What. The. f*ck? Who would even want a bunch of rich white assholes' kids?" Hazel replied in disgust.

"Oh, I was once like you, children," Mrs De Armas confided with a smile. "But over time, you'll come to see the many of their excellent qualities, and the benefits of bearing their offspring. In fact, that is what today's class will be. We'll be observing the differences between one of our white leaders and two other less impressive boys."

Mrs De Armas' heels clicked as she walked over to the door. "Now to help us in this demonstration as a guest teacher," she said with a flourish like a saleswoman as she opened the door. "Please welcome your fellow classmate, Mister Brad Bull."

Brad strode into the room wearing a rich and very expensive suit. From his perfectly tailored jacket to his sleek black pants hugging his legs so tight his enormous co*ck bulged through the tight black silk, every inch of him radiated wealth and authority. He looked every bit the handsome, privileged, rugged white guy in movies. He smiled and every girl in class was instantly smitten. "Hello, girls, I'll be putting on a little experiment' for ya'll today," Brad said in a smooth, deep voice like rich molten chocolate. Even Hazel, who hated him, his family and how privileged they were, found him really hot .

"Next, we have our baseline subjects, typical example of males not from the white community. They had to be compelled here on account of their grades in yesterday's project," Mrs De Armas said. Percy and Carter walked into the class wearing billowing hospital gowns, looking sheepish and embarrassed as the class giggled at their appearance.
"Now their beautiful girlfriends are also here, assisting in our demonstration. As an incentive, I've decided to replace the grade of their failed project with today's Special Biology Lesson's," Mrs De Armas said. "So their performance here is doubly important."

"First is Zia Rashid. This six foot girl hails from Egypt. On Instagram rankings, she is by far the most popular girl in this school, and videos of her in her cheerleading outfits have been watched millions of times on the Internet. Interestingly, despite her young age she was in the military for several years where she gained extensive experience in military medicine. So today, this young and extremely fertile girl will be assisting me as a nurse," Mrs De Armas said with a flourish of a hand. The classroom door cracked open and a single long bronzed leg stepped in, it's heel cracking the floor.

Slowly, a tall, exotic and breathtakingly voluptuous woman stepped in. Her curvaceous brown body was squeezed into a figure hugging white nurse uniform made out of sheer latex - a tight sterile rubber frock which clung to every curve and surface and left nothing to the imagination. At the front the uniform was double breasted with the right side buttoned over the left - but Zia's jiggling sloshing breasts were so large the latex strained to contain the massive amount of flesh spilling outwards and her cleavage bubbled out the deep neckline. The uniform was so tight her nipples could be seen like two M&Ms were under her shirt. The hem was cut high, just below her perfectly round bubble butt and high enough that the gap between her volutpus thighs could be seen. Her hair was as neat as ever trimmed perfectly at the jaw with just a strand curling down her sculpted nose. It framed her regally beautiful features and bright amber eyes.

Zia stood on Mrs De Armas side and adjusted her white nurse's cap. Out of one of her uniform's pockets a set of latex gloves were neatly hanging out. "Hello. Me and Carter will be part of today's little experiment. I'll be attending to our male subjects over here - it's my job to ensure the health and safety of everyone involved," she said with a smile.

"My second assistant is Annabeth Chase. The five foot ten girl is the daughter of an architect, our top student with a perfect GPA and is taking university modules from the third year on the side. She's quite the scientist - so she'll helping me out as a lab assistant, " Mrs De Armas explained. With another flourish of her hand, Annabeth stepped in.

The bespectacled girl burst into the class, clicking her black heels on the linoleum floor with proud, headstrong steps, dismissively ignoring the class and standing beside Mrs De Armas opposite Zia. Underneath she was wearing a long-sleeved white Oxford shirt and fitting formal black silk pants. The first few buttons of her shirt were unbuttoned, letting her enormous pale cleavage spill forth from the fabric. A glimpse of her grey bra could be seen, which itself was very low cut and just above her pink nipples. Over this she wore a tight lab coat which hugged her perfect hourglass form, accentuating the vast spill of her cleavage and curves of her wide round hips. Her usual large, square black spectacles were neatly pressed into her striking, angular face. Her usual waterfall of wild golden hair had been tied into a neat ponytail.

"I'll be ensuring the scientific validity of this experiment and aiding in some of the technical parts," Annabeth remarked coldly, not even bothering to look up from a clipboard to look at the class.

"Now that everyone's here, let me explain how we'll all be graded. It's quite simple, really. You'll be graded on your ability to make scientifically valid, biological assessments on our male subjects over here," Mrs De Armas explained. "I'm a big believer in hands on learning, so we'll all be very involved in today's lesson. You will all receive an A if you come to the right conclusion AND demonstrate that you believe in it."

"But for our boys over here, they'll be graded on, shall we say, their biology?" Mrs De Armas said with a knowing smirk. "I think you girls know what I'm talking about… These boys will be receiving a grade on how genetically gifted they are to us. After all, this is a biology class!"

"Today's Special Biology Lesson shall now commence!" Mrs De Armas announced, clapping her hands together. She strode up the the chalkboard and scribbled three big letters. She smiled, turned to her students, spread her arms wide and announced "The theme of the Special Biology Lesson is S-E-X! Now I'll be passing it onto our handsome white man over here to take charge - like they always do!"

"First thing - let's take a look under the hood," Brad said, gesturing at the two boys. Zia nodded and clacked her heels over there.
Both boys have been raised by very strict, very powerful and very confident women. It's what had attracted them to their tall, headstrong girlfriends in the first place. Deep in their minds, they'd been trained since birth to listen to an authoritative women and do what she said. So when Zia stood in between them, placed a firm hand on their shoulders and led them before their huge and very suggestively grinning bully, they did so. The three of them stood facing each other in a semicircle with their crotches visible to the crowd.
"Well, looks like we got a Mexican showdown over here. I hope you boys are up to scratch, because if not, your grades are gonna get f*cked," Brad said with a vulgar thrust of his hefty crotch. "Now take'em out boys."

Years of bullying by the football captain made them shiver as they stood in front of him. They meekly nodded and obeyed. They pinched each of their gowns at the front and shyly lifted it to show the class their small, limp co*cks. A suppressed giggle rippled through the class. Averting each other's gazes, Carter and Percy's cheeks turned a bright red but they obeyed Zia's order and stood still, feeling very vulnerable and exposed as a breeze blew on their embarrassingly small and soft dicks.

ZIP

With a swift stroke, Brad unzipped his pants and whipped out his girthy nine inch monster. The class ooo'h as Brad's drooping one eyed monster, the gaping pink eye staring menacingly down at the other two minuscule members like a big pink fire hose pointed at two clammy shrimp. But more humiliating was how Brad stood over them, perfectly and sharply dressed with his mighty co*ck pointing out of a hole in his expensively tailored pants, while Carter and Percy held up their gowns like kids having their crotches inspected.

"Now I know why your girlfriends buys dild*s from me," Brad said with a suggestive wink, rudely grabbing his co*ck and waving it in a mocking comparison to theirs. Laughter broke out in the class - even Mrs De Armas - despite being the consummate professional and staunchly against bullying - let out a small giggle.

"Now let's get some data," Mrs De Armas said, trying to hide her laughing.

"Data on what?" Percy said with a frown.

"Of your genitals, of course," she purred, holding up a tape measures and passing it to the two deeply uncomfortable boys. Both of them hesitated.

"Come on, do you want to fail?" Mrs De Armas said sternly.

"There's no need to be embarrassed. The whole class has already seen the size of your penises," Annabeth said, peering over her glasses at a clipboard. "Length and circumference of the penis and circumference of the testicl*s, please."

Both of them blushed. Percy went first, holding up his gown and showing his prick to everyone as Carter bent over and held up the tape measure, first running it along it's length, then wrapping around its circumference, and finally wrapping it around his smooth, hairless testicl*s. "Three inches long, two inches circumference and four inches circumference," Carter mumbled. "Louder, please. For everyone to hear," Annabeth said as she scribbled it down. Carter repeated himself louder, telling the whole class precisely how small Percy's dick was. Percy heard them snigg*r, but it wasn't as hurtful as the slight shaking of Annabeth's head, causing her blonde ponytail to sway, that turned his face a bright red. "Now do Carter's," Annabeth ordered without looking up. Carter held up his gown and Percy did the same, announcing the same miniscule measurements to the whole class and causing them to giggle.
"Now, both of you measure Brad," Annabeth ordered.

"What!" Carter yelled. "No!" Percy followed. But the three tall, dominating women shot them an angry look. Zia in particular hooked both their necks in her powerful arms and squeezed.
"Now be a good boy and do as we ladies say, alright?" she said as the two boys gasped and choked for air. With red faces and wide, panicking eyes, they choked out a yes.

"Get measuring," she snapped. Carter and Percy sniffed and nodded. Since he was much taller Carter and Percy were humiliatingly forced to kneel at his feet. The class oooo'd as Brad dropped his pants, and all the girls tantalizingly licked their lips imagining what the boys were seeing up close. Practically godhood, they thought. Someone whose manhood so far exceeded theirs they could never hope to compete. Carter and Percy gasped a little. It was absolutely massive up close, even longer than their faces. Carter embarrassingly had to touch the warm solid shaft and hold it steady as Percy ran the tape along it's enormous length then they wrapped it around its thick girth to get the circumference. And finally, Carter had to hold up Brad's fat hairy nuts in his tiny hands as Percy rolled the tape around the warm orbs. Humiliatingly they were forced to handle their bully's genitals like prized objects at his feet.

The class eagerly awaited their report. "Nine inches long, seven inches thick and his testicl*s are 8 inches in round," Percy announced, acutely aware of his much bigger Brad was. Ripples of excitement spread through the class.

"He could bludgeon a crocodile with that massive tool…"

"I wish he would bludgeon me with that thing…"

"It's almost thrice my boyfriend's size!"

"Christ, that's so hot…"

Many of the girls had already been ruthlessly f*cked and dominated by Brad, but it was a huge turn on to have a scientific number of his superiority contrasted to Brad's lesser's. It just made them want to f*ck Brad more. Carter and Percy left the towel, unaware they'd just help Brad seduce and arouse a half dozen girls.

"Oh my, I see we have a clear winner here," Mrs De Armas said with a smile. "Nine inches? Definitely an A for this segment. But just three is a failing grade, tsk tsk, " she said with a disapproving look.

"Next, we'll have the sem*n test," Mrs De Armas said. She passed Zia two small, shot glass sized beakers.

"Is there… Like… Another room we can -" Carter said.

"No. You have to do it in front of the class," Annabeth said indifferently. "Science should be observed by everyone. I understand it might be humiliating, but that's a price I'm willing to pay."
Both boys turned a deep red as they didn't want the class to see how hard they were, but they obeyed. They held up their gown by the elbow and pinched their tiny pricks in their fingers. The class laughed when they saw how hard it was after measuring Brad's dick. It wasn't that they were gay, but the raw sexual power of it had got then rock hard. Thinking about how that dick had been buried in all the hottest girls in the school and the powerful manly musk it gave off made them feel lightheaded and aroused. And they couldn't quite put their finger on it, but somehow it even smelled like their girlfriend's puss*es. Zia pulled on her sterile rubber gloves with an amused smirk on her lips.

"Now I'm not like those two little boys, I'm going to need some real action to get me off," Brad said.

"What do you need, Mr Bull?" Annabeth answered.

"You stroking my big dick, Mrs De Armas with her tit* hanging out making out with me, and someone from the audience also jerkin by big fat co*ck off," Mr Bull. He pointed to a pale, oval faced Chinese girl in the audience. "You, get down here." The Chinese girl's eyes went wide. She meekly nodded and scurried to Brad's feet.
"Annabeth, you can't jerk him off!" Percy cried. "Relax, dweeb. It's for science," Annabeth scolded.

Mrs De Armas gestured at Carter and Percy, who were staring at her chest. "Do you mind? I have a husband," she said to Annabeth. The blonde nodded and cracked her heels in between Brad and the two kneeling boys, giving them a look of disdain before obscuring their view with the firm swell of her wide, fertile hips.

Mrs De Armas strode in front of Brad and seductively popped open her suit one button at a time, spilling more and more cleavage out until her clothes burst apart and her youthful, coppery teardrop shaped tit* burst out. Brad picked her up by her thin, wasp like waist and smashed his lips into hers. Brad's tongue snaked down into her mouth, who like every girl before her, opened happily to let the hot, slimey invader down her throat. Moaning happily into Brad's mouth as he tongue f*cked her pretty little Cuban brains out, a heeled foot popped into the air in joy as her tit* ground into the black silk of his suit. On the material that cost more than her annual salary, her pink nipples stiffened.

In his other hand, he drew Annabeth close by her waist, grinding her fabulously jiggling breasts into his suit. One of her hands snaked down and gripped his rock hard shaft, sliding on its slimy surface as she moaned. Below, the Chinese classmates hands got to work on the biggest and most magnificent white co*ck she'd ever seen.
Carter and Percy stared in awe and envy at Brad. That was how he came, making out with a beautiful woman as another was rubbing agaiant him and a third at his feet. "On your knees, boys," she ordered. Both of them knelt in front of the class with their gowns raised. Zia placed their beakers between their legs.

Both boys gasped as Zia gripped their co*cks in her slender, gloved fingers with a sad*stic grin. Far from the energetic, worshipful caress of Brad's girls, Zia viciously twisted her fist and smashed her fist up and down their crotches, pounding the poor boys' dicks to mush as they moaned and squirmed in her iron grip. The beautiful, voluptuous nurse wasn't so much jerking them off as hand-squeezing the cum out of them in fingers like iron cables. It hurt, but the boys also gasped in pleasure from as the sexy nurse strangled their little genitals. She stood up with a distasteful grimace as she wiped the residue on her white rubber dress.

With a moan, they almost came immediately with images of Brad's thick meat and Zia's deep cleavage swirling in their mind in a confusing yet arousing series of flashes. From Zia's enclosed fist dripped a few drops of transparent, watery cum into the beaker as if she had just crushed a few limes in them. Gripping tightly, she gave one final twist and wrung them dry.
But Brad, unlike the boys 5 second performance, was still hard and passionately making out with their biology teacher as two beautiful women jerked him off. The class has gone completely silent save for the slurping sounds of Brad in Mrs De Armas' mouth, staring enraptured at the man getting three stunning girls to jerk him off. Brad's hand slid down Annabeth's back far further than Percy was comfortable with and squeezed a handful of her ass meat. Annabeth moaned softly and buried her head in Brad's massive chest, nuzzling the expensive fabric.
There was a slight rustling of clothes as long probing fingers were pushed down pants and past panties, a slight screeching from chairs shifting to better expose puss*es to thrusting fingers, and light moans as those fingers dug deep into tight, pink teenage puss*es. On their knees, Carter and Percy gasped in shock as they saw even Hazel with her legs spread wide and a hand down her pants. Throughout the class, over a dozen girls expectantly fingered themselves.

It was a surprise when it happened. Brad simply took his hand off Annabeth, grabbed the back of the Chinese girl's head and shoved his co*ck nine inches of mouth destroying co*ck into her throat. He didn't even stop kissing Mrs De Armas as his co*ck slipped inside her mouth, spreading her pretty link lips so thin on its shaft they almost vanished. Her slender neck bulged, but her expression was worshipful and attentive, looking intently at Brad with bright, wide eyes as he skull f*cked her. With a guttural grunt, he came.

Carter and Percy didn't see exactly what happened, but from around crotch height there was an explosion of cum. Ribbons flew out everywhere. The Chinese girl staggered out, cheeks bulging, and regurgitated Brad's oral load into two whole beakers. On the floor where she knelt was a patch of liquid radiating outwards like a flower where her puss* had burst from feeling Brad's potent cum surge into her mouth.

"Now let's see… Percy and Carter each came 7 millimeters, which is about two teaspoons," she said, holding up the beakers. "Meanwhile Brad as an incredible 500 millimeters, the volume of two whole cups!"

She slipped the samples under a microscope. "And while the two boys sperm count is a painfully average 15 million per milliliter, Brad has an astounding 1 billion sperm per milliliter!" she exclaimed. "Not only does Mr Bull cum much more, his sperm is also far more potent!" Mrs De Armas announced. "To sum up, not only does the white Mr Bull have a bigger dick and fatter balls, his c*mshots are far bigger and more poten t than the other two boys." The class gapsed and broke into a sort of wondrous applause.

"Now let's go through a bit of the theory behind it to see what would happens to a woman who gets f*cked by Mr Bull," Mrs De Armas said, stretching out a collapsible pointer. The lights dimmed and the projector whirred into life and projected her PowerPoint presentation onto the screen. It had the usual "Goode College Biology 102" stamp at the bottom, but the content was far from what was usually there.

The first displayed a labeled cross section of a voluptuous woman's genitals. "Girls, this is your puss*. The vagin* is five inches deep and past the cervix the womb is another two. Unstretched, it is just three inches in circumference," she said. The pointer snapped towards the boys' genitals, pointing downwards insultingly at their tiny members. "Now imagine if you were to have sex with these two. At three inches, it would go just three-fifths into your vagin*. And imagine if you have -"

The collapsible pointer smacked against Zia's big, well-exercised ass. "A nice plump rear like Zia, which many of you do. It wouldn't even reach three inches deep! And the girth? Your puss* would be slightly stretched, like a quarter inflated balloon," Mrs De Armas lectured. Here, even the delinquents found themselves interested in the topic.

"Now this is a huge problem, because your puss* bits don't just need to be touched to feel good, to feel really amazing they need to be stretched and smashed and crushed," Mrs De Armas expounded knowingly. "And worse of all, all the best parts are located deep inside. The anterior fornix, a spongy, sensitive wall, is located four inches deep while the posterior fornix, which feels even better, is located all the way at the cervix. But the most amazingly sensitive part is your G-spot, which is located deep in your womb."

"Now to really destroy these parts and cum your brains out, you need a really big, fat co*ck," she said. She tapped on her computer and it showed the next slide. It showed a cross section of the same woman, but with a shockingly big penis stuck up inside her puss*. "A nine inch co*ck will not only just obliterate everyone of these spots that feel amazingly good, stretch out your puss* to several times it's sized, stimulating your entire puss* just be being inside."

She tapped her computer again. This time it showed two animations. On the left, a small dark three inch prick like Carter's was entering in and out of a cross-section of a coppery woman's puss*. True to her prediction, it did not enter even three fifths of the vagin* and went no where near the womb. The folded walls of her pink puss* also barely budged, expanding slightly each time he entered.

But on the right was a whole other story. A massive, throbbing white co*ck was repeatedly burrowing into the dusky depths of the woman. There was audio, and screams could be heard as the ridiculous plum sized head buried it's way not just through the vagin* but smashed through the cervix to slam against the womb then thrust another two inches. The massive white co*ck pushed another two inches up her gut dragging her ovaries, literally rearranging her organs as it dragged punished her puss*.

When it withdrew, the canal shrunk to a thin tube, until the fat thing rammed back in and stretched it many times larger again and again. To the viewer, her screams were well justified as her entire puss* was stretched sideways and upwards, tearing it apart even as dragged it inches into her stomach.

Everyone, including Carter and Percy, were so transfixed by the scene they didn't notice Annabeth and Zia biting their lower lips.

"Mmmm, so that's what's going on inside," Zia whispered to Annabeth. "You can feel it happening, but it's really hot to see it."

"Of course, our white leaders' massive co*cks are just the tip of the iceberg," Mrs De Armas said with a smile. "Humans are a visual species. And because of decades of exposure to white media, our standard of male attractiveness is them. Is his face not perfectly symmetrical and devastatingly rugged and handsome to us?"
"It is," Zia agreed, along with the rest of the class.

"Is his frame not tall and as beautifully proportioned as a statue of a Greek God?" Mrs De Armas said.

"It is," Annabeth agreed, along with the rest of the class.

"And is he not a mouth wateringly hot, sexy stud who you are sexually attracted to?"

"He is!" everybody agreed.

"Anyone who is more attracted to Mr Bull over the other two, please raise your hands," Mrs De Armas said.

"But what about if we were dating one of the other subjects?" Zia asked.

"Well Ms Rashid, it doesn't mean you can't be sexually attracted to Mr Bull," Mrs De Armas said. "I myself have a husband, yet deep down I would love for Mr Bull to pin my down under his ripped, fabulous body and just f*ck me until I faint. If you do to, raise your hand!"

Annabeth and Zia raised theirs. So did the rest of the girls. The last one was Hazel, who mouthed "I'm sorry" to Carter and Percy before raising her hand in embarrassed admission.
"And it's not just the physical attraction. Research has shown women love a wealthy, powerful men. It's practically impossible for a white millionaire to not make a woman cum!" she said. "Imagine Carter f*cking you on a worn out couch in your one room rented apart. It smells like old Chinese food and socks…" Mrs De Armas said with a grimace. But then she continued, excitement and energy flowing into her voice.

"Now imagine Brad, whose billionaire dad is the CEO of a multinational oil firm and whose brother is the town's Senator. You're tied to the the steering wheel of one of his family's super yachts in the Mediterranean. Brad is relentlessly f*cking you from behind with nine inches of rock hard co*ck that has already lasted an hour. Your belly is not just full of big white co*ck but expensive wines and cheeses he just fed you. He's sipping a glass of champagne as he casually spins the wheel, your toes curl in ecstasy on the rich Persian rug beneath your feet as he casually hilts his big white co*ck into your tight teenage puss* . He tosses the champagne away and grabs your wide peasant hips in both hands. Your eyes go wide as galaxies and you stare cross-eyed into the sun setting on the Mediterranean sea - he buries his co*ck deep into your womb, your legs give out and he c*ms into your puss*, his creamy cum flowing into you as luxuriantly and freely as the champagne did into your tight little body just an hour ago…"

All the girls let out a little sigh, their teenage puss*es squeezing out a dollop of horny fluid as their teacher serenaded them with songs of rough sex and big yachts.
"Now raise your hands if you would love to do that," Mrs De Armas said. All the girls' hands shot up. Even Carter and Percy's hand twitched upwards before realizing the deal probably wasn't offered to them. They didn't have to look to know that their girlfriend's hands were sky high.

Mrs De Armas clapped her hands together. "Wonderful. You've successfully chosen the right answer of who the superior man is. All you girls get A on the theory part! And for the boys… Mr Bull. Well endowed, tall, beautiful, rich and powerful, A plus plus " She uncapped a red marker and just above Brad's crotch, drew an "A++" with a smiley face.

Then she strode over to Percy and Carter. "You two. Small dick, rather short, cute but far from hot, poor little boys… F." She ripped off their gowns and drew a large F in a red circle with an arrow pointing to their crotches.

"Now the second part of our training is both the practical and the practical. You see, many of you will be caught between one of our delicious white leaders and your current partner. Well, there's no need to, because today you'll be learning," Mrs De Armas said, walking over to the board and scrawling in big letters, "How To Train A Cuckold!"

"You see, this way, you can both bear a beautiful baby with one of our white bulls, enjoy endless nights of sexual satisfaction, stay with your partner and not worry about the economic burden, because your cuckold will take care of it. And we'll be starting with these two," Mrs De Armas said.
Their eyes flew open. "What?!"

Annabeth and Zia frowned. "Hmm. I'm not sure if I want to go down that path," Zia said hesitantly. "I do rather like Carter."
"Me too. It would be… Unusual and difficult," Annabeth said.

"Oh, trust me dears, it's amazing, 'Mrs De Armas gushed, grabbing the girls' hands earnestly. "I turned my husband into one. Cuckolds are sweet, obedient doormats. They're attentive, desperate to please, will do anything you say and won't leave you no matter what you do. Kick their nuts, sit on them, slap them, they'll just get hard. They'll do anything you say to please you. Make you delicious meals, get all your favorite movies, massage you, and eat you out no matter who or what's been in your puss*!"
"Hmm, that does sound tempting," Zia admitted to Carter's infinite horror.

"Plus, they're sexually self servicing. Tired of trying to entertain your shrimp dicked boyfriend? Turn him into a cuck! Hell, he's practically forbidden to touch you! He'll take care of himself as you get f*cked, or licking the cum off your body or never even cumming at all. The only female contact they get is puss* eating," Mrs De Armas exhorted.
"That does sound intriguing…" Annabeth conceded to Percy's utter dismay.

"Of course, I'll leave you to decide if you really want to turn them into full fledged cucks in the future, but shall we get started now, into the first stage?" Mrs De Armas offered. "As a demonstration."

"Hmmm, sure," both girls said in unison.

Mrs De Armas drew them into the hug. Even the girls stared in lust at the way the three proud women's jiggling breasts smushed together through their clothes.

"Wonderful. Here at Goode, we have perfected the science of making cucks. We can subconsciously layer the suggestion into them while never actually revealing it with this," she said. She pulled both pins from her hair and shook her chestnut brown hair loose into a waterfall of curls on her shoulder.

"Timoxin penthanol. Wipes away their memories clean when they go to sleep but leaves the subconscious effects. I developed it," she proudly said. "You can do whatever you want with your lover, even in front of them, and they'll be none the wiser… Well, not until it's too late." She jabbed both needles into the boys' soft necks.

"What subconscious effects?" Percy asked in a trembling, horrified whisper, rubbing the tiny hole in his neck.

Mrs De Armas grinned. "Nothing less than intense sexual pleasure when you see your wife with an alpha male, and a deep rooted obedience to both."

Carter and Percy went weak in the knees as she continued. "It'll build up session after session, until you can't even cum unless it's vicariously through your wife and you'll both do whatever they say, even raising their children."

Carter and Percy panicked. Pure, unfiltered fear flowed into their minds. They didn't know what to do, but they had to do something. The yelled and tried to charge at Brad to get his hands off their girlfriends.

Annabeth and Zia flanking Brad on either side like two tall, voluptuous guardians in their pristine uniforms stopped them easily.

Together they swung their long, powerful legs in two closing arcs.

The tip of their heels connected with their respective boyfriends' temples, snapping their heads against each other and knocking them to the floor.
They stood protectively in front of Brad.

"Trying to hurt Mr Bull?" Annabeth said disapprovingly, staring derisively down at a groaning Percy.

"You should know we won't let that happen. Try again and we'll be really pissed," Zia said angrily, eyes shooting daggers into Carter as he rubbed his head. Mrs De Armas grinned. They were already acting like his bodyguards. They were naturals.

"Good girls," Brad crooned, petting both girls' heads. "The thing is losers, it's not really up to you whether you want to be cuckolds or not. It's up to me. And I say you're going to be jerking off slack jawed as I plow your girlfriend, if you're good."

"Oh relax, we're just doing this as an experiment," Annabeth said, rolling her stormy grey eyes at Percy. "We're just simulating how it would happen."

"It's not as if we're going to start f*cking Percy and bear his kids," Zia said, rolling her bright amber eyes at Carter. "We're just, you know, role-playing. Pretending."

"And besides, Mr Bull is a teacher now. I'm sure he won't do anything inappropriate. You two be obedient and do what the teachers and we say, OK?" Annabeth and Zia said. This seemed to placate Carter and Percy. They were still trembling in fear and uncertainty, but they reluctantly accepted they couldn't do anything and clung onto their girlfriends' promises.

"Firsties, you gotta sort of show that you're attracted to someone else into front of your boyfriend because you don't give a sh*t about what he thinks," Brad said. "Let's start with these two smokin' hot pieces of ass…"

"Well, it doesn't matter, because Zia is too good to fall for your bullsh*t," Carter said. "She'll break your arm off if you tried!"

"Yeah, and Annabeth is really smart and doesn't like idiots like you!" Percy said.

"Oh really?" Brad mockingly asked as his hands came down in an arc onto their girlfriends' butts. The audible THWACK echoed in the room as Brad grinned nastily at them. He placed a hand on both big jiggling rumps, stopping the kinetic energy he imparted into the perfect bubbles of flesh from tossing it up and down. Instead of getting furious, both girls smiled. They didn't resist as Brad hitched up their clothes to reveal Annabeth's smooth pale globes and Zia's large, perfectly toned ass. He sank his strong fingers into both, the luscious bubble-butt squishing silkily within the gaps in his fingers.

"Hey bros, thanks for lending your girlfriends for this experiment, I really appreciate it," he bragged, jiggling their ass flesh up and down in his hands.

Zia laughed and playfully swatted at his arm. "Oh, you handsome devil."

"Zia, what are you doing!" Carter moaned.

"What? I'm just letting him feel me up a little. I really like how he teases you and beats you up. It's sooooooo funny," Zia laughed, rubbing her jiggling round buttcheeks into Brad's hand. "We're just pretending, remember?"

"And we're doing this for education," Annabeth uncharacteristically giggled as Brad caressed her big bubble butt.

"Yeah, your boyfriends are going to learn how their girlfriends' faces look sexually satisfied," Brad said. Both girls laughed loudly as Carter and Percy fumed, but naked and with a giant F on their crotch, it just made them look insecure and somewhat pathetic.

"Oh come on now, don't be like that just because you have such a tiny wee wee," Zia teased, ruffling Carter's curly hair playfully as she would a child. "I mean, I'm still your girlfriend even though there's so much more manly and bigger guys are around."

"True. You should be really thankful we haven't left you for one of these ultra-rich hunks," Annabeth purred, running a loving finger on the rich soft black silk cladding Brad's chiseled rock hard chest.

"What should we do next, Mr Bull?" Zia asked sweetly.

"Me," Brad growled as he grabbed both women by their sumptuous, round butts and shoved his tongue down their throats. Both high heel wearing girls had to angle their pretty, bright-eyed faces upwards as the massive man passionately gave them a deep kiss in a sloppy three-way makeout session.

"Muuuuuaaahh," Annabeth and Zia moaned slu*ttily into his mouth, their delicate pink tongues intertwining with Brad's.

"Z-Zia, stop that!" Carter moaned. Zia's bright yellow eyes darted to Carter, but she stared at him as she continued French kissing Brad with unbridled lust and passion.
"Annabeth!" Percy moaned plaintively. Annabeth's storm-grey eyes darted to Percy, but she stared at him as she wiggled her fat tushy into Brad's roughly kneading hand.
Brad broke his kiss with the two sexy bombshells. They whined softly at the absence of his tongue then delicately and lovingly started to kiss his neck. "OK losers, I got a deal for you."
"What deal?" Carter said.

"You don't want me to go all the way with your girlfriends, and I want you to stop bitching and trying to interrupt me," Brad said. "So I promise I won't go past 2nd base, if you agree to be tied and gagged to a chair."

"T-tied and gagged?" Carter stuttered uncertainly.

"Carter, if you don't say yes, I'm going to tie and gag you to a chair myself," Zia replied indifferently without even looking at Carter as she nuzzled Brad's neck.
"I'm going to tie and gag you to a chair and stick you with a needle full of tranquilizer if you don't take this deal," Annabeth replied matter-of-factly as she planted a loving kiss on Brad's jaw.
Carter and Percy sheepishly nodded. Brad snapped his fingers and his long-legged guardians stepped smartly over to their boyfriends. They shoved them into a chair and bound their hands very tightly behind with a length of twine. There was a wicked grin on Annabeth and Zia's faces as they leaned down so close to their boyfriends' faces their delicate noses touched.
"Now there's a good boy," Zia purred.

"Such obedience and naivete… I think you are really cut out for this cuckold role," Annabeth said with a grin.
"N-naivete?" Percy stuttered.

"Ssshh," Zia hushed. Both girls ripped off the shreds of gowns covering their boyfriends' and turned around. Waving their big, tasty rumps teasingly on front of them, they watched with delight as their tied up boyfriends' pricks stiffened. They slowly ran their hands over their smooth bottoms as they bent over together, swaying their perfect bubble butts so close to their boyfriends' faces they could smell the sweat and musk from their slits. Caressing their asses curves and grabbing handfuls of the jiggling flesh to show its soft sumptuousness, they slowly exposed their heart shaped rumps.

Annabeth tossed away her doctor's coat and unbuttoned her long formal pants, hooking a finger over each end and slowly sliding it down her long, slender legs inch by inch. Zia pushed up her nurse's dress, rolling it up her toned belly. Their boyfriends stared, rock hard and drooling yet unable to f*ck their girlfriends as they showed off their mouth watering assets to them. Deeply set in both their backsides was a stringy thong, so thin it disappeared into their butt cracks and served more to hug the edges of their butts rather than to cover it. They slid the tightly stretched pieces of string down their delicious legs and wadded them up as their boyfriends' jaws dropped. Their boyfriends didn't resist as their thick girlfriends shoved the balls of damp fabric into their slack jawed mouths.

Both girls were now half naked in heels and only in shirts which dangled over half of the awesome swell of their butts. Annabeth's pristine Oxford shirt hugged her huge breasts and waist tightly, ending halfway down the enormous roundness of her posterior. Zia's nurse's uniform was rolled up all the way to her hips and the hem sat, tightly stretched, across the upper curve of her toned athlete's ass. They both catwalked elegantly, perched precariously on their high heels, back to Brad's side. Immediately they pressed their juicy, half nude bodies into the sharply dressed hunk.

Both boyfriends gawked at their girlfriends, moaning in arousal and jealously into their stinking panties, utterly hard and dying to watch more. And watch they did as Brad pushed both against the teacher's table and gently ran his hands downwards, first groping their fat tit*, then delicately caressing their smooth bellies, then in between their legs, teasing their pretty little slits with the tips of his fingers. Planting his lips onto Zia's, he shoved his tongue into her mouth as he pumped a digit into the nurse's soft pink insides. Zia moaned happily, welcoming the familiar wet, hot muscle of Brad's tongue into her mouth. Brad broke the kiss and smashed his face into Annabeth, darting into her welcoming mouth as his index finger jabbed deep into the scientist's tight little puss*.

Both girls legs automatically spread to welcome their white invader, their sleek thighs parting without a fight to give him access. They were far too horny to care that their friends and classmates were watching them reveal their fat dripping humps squeezing themselves dry around both of Brad's hot pumping digits. Rivulets of their puss* slime ran down the front of Mrs De Armas table.

"Hnnnnggg," Zia moaned as Brad shoved his tongue deep into her exquisite mouth. Deep down in her twitching puss*, Brad buried two fingers deep, his thumb flicking her bean as inside his fingers stroked the depths of her puss* walls and twisted. Brad was rewarded with a wet spurt on his forearms, her thighs squeezing him as she came.

"Mppppfff," Annabeth moaned as Brad buried his tongue into her slender throat and two thick fingers plunged violently into her depths. Her best friend just came and now it was her turn. His thumb crushing her cl*t and his fingertips stroking her insides with flawless technique, she surrendered with a shiver of her body and a spray of her c*nt.

Both girls lay on the table panting heavily, staring in dazed awe with half lidded eyes at the rich frat hunk. "Let's play a little game, slu*ts. You both want to get f*cked by me," Brad said loudly. "Of course," they panted happily in unison, glad what their bodies were craving for all this while was finally getting - his co*ck.

"If you can make your cute little boyfriend cum while you play with my co*ck - you get f*cked," he announced to everyone. Both girls slid off the table and clicked their heels onto the floor. With big smiles and outstretched arms, they sashayed their wide hips over to their bound and erect boyfriends. Both boys, choking and coughing in shock, spat out their panty gags.
"Y-you said you wouldn't go past 2nd base!" Carter screamed in panic, struggling pathetically against the binds Zia had expertly tied. Brad shrugged. "I lied. Sorry! But hey, I tell you what - I'm going to stop lying now. If your lil dick c*ms, mine's gonna destroy Zia's cute lil puss*."

"Zia please, don't do this!" Carter begged, his voice wobbling. "Aw, I'm not going to do this Carter," Zia said sweetly. She leaned down beside his ear, giving him full view of her familiar cleavage as she whispered in husky tones. "You are. When you cum. It's going to be your fault if Brad f*cks me."

"Relax. This is just a simulation. A test, for educational purposes," Annabeth said in soothing, orderly tones befitting her dress and demeanor. But half naked with puss* cum leaking down the insides of her thighs, it was a little hard to believe. "Simply don't org*sm, and we won't have intercourse with our teacher."
"Yes, just don't get hard and cum," Zia added soothingly as she took Annabeth's graceful hand in her own and drew her close. "Easy for you guys, I'm sure. And don't worry - we don't do anything that'd arouse you."

Then Zia wrapped her arms around Annabeth's tiny waist and drew her into a kiss. I mean, technically it was a kiss, but to the jawdropped class it looked more like Zia was trying to suck out Annabeth's lunch. Zia lovingly pushed her parted lips into the stunned blonde's mouth. She was caught completely off guard as her best friend's long, pink tongue slithered into her mouth and delicately tasted the back of her throat.

"You taste really amazing," Zia softly moaned as she broke the kiss for a second, a line of spit trailing between their lips, before diving back into the brainy girl's lips. As their lips slid across each other, Zia's hands slowly sashayed down to Annabeth's perky jiggling butt, grabbing large handfuls in her svelte fingers and shaking each jellylike cheek with delight.

"You know, I've fantasized about groping your ass the first day we met," Zia admitted softly as she broke the kiss again. Annabeth smirked as Zia's eyes flew open - Annabeth's hands suddenly clapped onto Zia's bare, juicy bottom and pulled them apart before letting both thick cheeks smack together. "What a coincidence. So did I."

Their boyfriends watched - eyes wide as dinner plates as their unbelievably buxom and half-naked girlfriends made out with each other. Privately they'd always fantasized about a threesome with the other's girlfriend, except they were inching closer to watching the threesome of their fantasies with the bully from their nightmares. Nonetheless, their tiny teenage minds were blown with lust and arousal, every inch of their body aching for sexual contact as the two busty supermodels made out in front of them.

Annabeth gently parted her mouth from Zia and whispered, "frankly, I'd like to take this so far that we'd be practicing gynecology on each other, but shall we adjourn take care of our boyfriends?"

"Boy, I love it when you talk nerd," Zia said with a cutesy grin. "Let's blow their minds."

The girls stepped behind the chair and gave their boyfriend a soft, breast filled hug. They shuddered a little as they felt their girlfriends' enormous jugs squish silkily against the back of their head. "You know, you can't last forever," Zia whispered into Carter's ear. "Statistically, there's a ninety seven percent chance this will be over in under thirty seconds," Annabeth whispered into Percy's ear.

"Such cute little boys," they crooned as she gently caressed Carter's smooth bare belly under her soft fingertips. "You're going to be such great pets."

They slipped their hands into a pair of latex gloves. Then they grabbed their tiny penises with one hand. Their boyfriends squeaked as their fingers sank into the soft, hairless genitals. At the same time, Brad stood calmly in front of them, the gigantic man in his bespoke suit staring down intimidatingly at them. His massive schlong dangled like a weapon from the flyer in his huge, silk clad thighs.

"Noooooo," Carter and Percy moaned softly as their girlfriends hands went to work. Pinching their tiny yet sensitive penises, they stroked the already rock hard co*cks furiously as their bully's one eyed snake stared at them.

"Please, don't do this," Carter whined, thrashing in his chair as Zia skillfully played with his glans and sent shivers through his tiny body. Zia just smiled and kissed his ear as she jerked his dick off.

"S-stop," Percy moaned, trying not to cum as Annabeth targeted all his sensitive spots, pressing and rubbing them with expert precision. Annabeth didn't reply, focused intently on her job.
"Seems they're putting up a bit more resistance than we thought," Zia remarked.

"Should we do it?" Annabeth asked.

"Of course. I want to see the look on their cute little faces when they can't take it anymore and cum their little brains out," Zia crooned.

"Do what?" they asked fearfully. They got their answer when they felt a finger prod their tight, boyish assholes.

"W-what! No!" Carter moaned, his hands straining against the bonds. "S-stop, that feels really weird!"

"Your anuses are extremely sensitive," Annabeth said. "Especially the prostate. It will feel unusual, but will force you to cum."

Both boys moaned plaintively as their girlfriends slowly, tantalizing wiggled their middle fingers against their taut assholes. They clenched it shut, but like an expert lockpicker their girlfriends slowly teased and prodded deeper, every slight twist or skillful pressure causing the sphincter to spasm and loosen for a second, which they would take to bury in slightly deeper.

"It's adorable how they're trying not to cum, but they clearly feel really good," Zia said with a sad*stic grin. "It is," Annabeth agreed. "Let's stop playing around."

Both girls rammed their middle fingers deep, causing the boys to scream as their tight virgin assholes were violated by the long, slender digits. The tips of their co*cks began to leak precum furiously.

"Aw, is someone about to burst?" Zia whispered. "Don't worry, we'll make you feel really good, even if you don't want to."
With quick darts of their hands, they slammed their middle fingers in an out of the spasming anus, invading their cute little butts in a quick, jerking deep fingering. Both boys shuddered and screamed, begging for their girlfriends to stop as every burrowing finger forced them close to the edge. When they brushed against their prostate was the worst - it felt like a little warm ball of pleasure blossom deep within their crotches.

"You want us to stop?" Zia teased. "Then say it."

"S-s-say what-t," both boys moaned.

"Tell all your friends and classmates how you feel," Annabeth said.

"N-no!" they yelled. Zia and Annabeth buried their finger deep inside and gave it a hard twist. Both boys screamed and surrendered.

"I-it feels good," they moaned to the class in shame, their whole bodies jerking erratically as they was jerked off and fingered at the same time.

"What feels good?" their girlfriends demanded with a harsh stab into the walls of their rectum.

"Your fingers! Your fingers feel good inside of our butts!" they screamed, the tips of their co*cks spurting precum as they told the class they loved what was happening to them.
"Admit to the class that you're sissies who love getting f*cked in the asshole," their girlfriends nastily ordered with a flick of their prostate.

"We're sissies who love getting f*cked in the asshole!" they screamed. "We love getting finger f*cked! Please, stop!" "Such good boys, we'll stop," Zia said sweetly with a wink to Annabeth. Both slowed down their jerking and slowly pulled out the fingers from the panting, shaking boys.

"That is, after you cum!" Annabeth roared. In tandem, they shoved two fingers deep, deep into their warm, quivering assholes. Carter and Percy let out a high pitched scream, their backs arching as their assholes were stretched to twice the width to accommodate the new, deep probing finger.

"N-no!" they begged tearfully, their tiny penises about to burst as their innards were violated by the harsh, merciless fingers of their beloved girlfriends, prodding them to org*sm one jab at a time.

"We… We're cumming!" both boyfriends moaned in surrender. "We're b-being forced to cum from our a-assholes!"

With a deep, twisting jab into their soft prostate, squishing them like a fat grape as they furiously jerked their boyfriends off, their small bodies arched and their tiny dicks exploded with an uncharacteristic amount of cum. It was their biggest org*sm yet, their bodies violently shaking as they splattered the gloves with wads of pearly cum in a liquid display of submission.
Their eyes lolled back into their head as their bodies went slack. In front of them, Brad's dick had grown into an angry, throbbing monster, turned on by watching the tall, sexy girlfriends utterly humiliate and dominate the boys for his pleasure. He intended to reward them well.

His co*ck was twitching eagerly, like a volcano ready to blow. Watching their girlfriends finger f*ck their boyfriends into an org*sm for his co*ck was a nice appetizer before he took them for real.

Both girls peeled off their gloves and dumped them in a heap beside their boyfriends beakers of sem*n. They went back to Brad's side. "Good girls," Brad praised, petting the tall, voluptuous girls on heads. They giggled and nuzzled his chest, rubbing their cheeks on his suit with a contented smile on their face.
Mrs De Armas marched in front of the two dazed and seated boys, the leggy woman standing with her high heels apart. With a flick of her wrist, she ripped off her silk pants and exposed her long, bronzed legs to the class like Annabeth and Zia. She was so tall that her crotch, only covered by a thin thong, was at their eye level. She placed her hands on her bare naked hips and smirked.

"You two have been such genetic disappointments. You fail utterly. I guess you'll be staying back during the summer to retake the classes while your girlfriends enjoy the beach at Mr Bulls vacation home," she said with a sigh. She turned to the class.

"Now, let's see Mr Bull in action," she said with a purr. Brad went over to a lab table at the front which was used by Hazel and the pale Chinese girl. Both stared with wide eyes as with a mighty sweep of his arms, he threw the lab equipment to the floor with a loud crashing of metal and shattering glass. He ripped off his pants, rolled on a condom and picked up Zia by the waist and slammed her juicy body onto the table. He placed one leg onto the table, pointing his co*ck into Zia's ass as he prepared to f*ck her. The class bit their lips as they saw Brad's toned, muscular butt.

"Hey Carter, look at this!" he teased, spreading apart Zia's long, curvaceous legs and exposing her vulnerable pink puss* for everyone to see. "See this? I'm going to wreck it for you."
Zia laughed. "Oh, don't look so sad Carter. It's just, like, a simulation for educational purposes. As in, he's simulating what it would be like if I were f*cked by a superior white bull!"
Carter, along with the whole class, stared transfixed as Brad inserted his massive penis into Zia's exquisitely delicate little puss*. With a deep squishing sound, he slammed his hips deep into her quivering wet hole.

"Now Ms Rashid, don't forget to describe to the class how it feels," Mrs De Armas purred.

"Aaahhh, f*ck! It's amazing!" Zia moaned. "It's not like Carter's at all… It goes so deep, hitting all the sensitive spots insides. It also feels so amazingly thick inside me, it's unbelievable," Zia cried as Brad slammed his hips downwards into her.

The massive man took the raven haired beauty with an unforgiving pace, rending her puss* apart with his massive bitch breaker in powerful, deep strokes that utterly crushed Zia's mind. The proud, headstrong girl screamed and moaned, clawing the table as Brad easily destroyed her delicate pink insides and left her craving his brutal co*ck deeper and harder inside of her body. The class watched, their puss*es leaking furiously with envy, as Zia moaned Brad's name.

"F-f*ck me, you hot stud!" she moaned, her eyes rolling back into her head. As Brad f*cked her deep, he grabbed a handful of her hair and twisted her head back, planting a deep, sloppy kiss on Zia which sent her puss* spurting like a broken fire hose. The beauty's back arched as she had a glorious org*sm, her puss* spasming as it was impaled by Brad's co*ck.
Annabeth yelped as she was suddenly pulled into a kiss. Pumping into Zia casually with his hips yet driving the girl mad, he grabbed Annabeth's mane of wild blonde hair and gave her a deep, passionate French kiss which she passionately reciprocated. f*cking one beautiful girl and making out with another, he thrust into Zia as he came, giving a low grunt as his fat nuts emptied itself into the condom.

Feeling his co*ck twitch and the condom balloon in her womb as Brad kissed her best friend sent Zia into a wide eyed frenzy. She moaned deeply, her mind going blank as her puss* folds wrapped itself lovingly around its invader to milk his co*ck dry. Squirting uncontrollably, her whole body arched in front of her fellow classmate as she has a big fat org*sm. For ten whole seconds her feet and hands scraped on the wooden table and she moaned Brad's name, her body twisting around his big white co*ck.
Brad callously pushed Zia off the table and slammed Annabeth into her place. Zia's voluptuous body bounced off the floor and rolled to Carter's feet, where it juggled to a halt with her blissed out face planted into the floor and her fat brown ass sticking up into the air. The thoroughly f*cked girl let out a small groan, her limbs twitching as her well f*cked puss* spurted fluid into the air like a broken fountain. Carter stared in horror and arousal as his girlfriend's once delicate little pink puss*, now an angry red and gaping so wide it looked like a salivating big-mouthed bass on land.

Percy stared, hopelessly aroused, as the same fate befell his girlfriend.

Annabeth bright pink puss* as stretched beyond repair in an instant as Brad sent his massive c*nt-destroyer deep inside, striking her posterior fornix in a single swoop and f*cking a pleasured moan from the bespectacled girl. He mercilessly pumped into her, her IQ dropping a point with every thrust until she was nothing but a co*ck hungry slu*t who burbled intelligently for more. Brad never cared for what girls said, so he didn't mind as Annabeth devolved into a primal f*ck hole who could not perceive men by their intelligence or kindness but judged them by the size of their co*cks.

"f*ck me, you big co*cked beast!" Annabeth moaned as Brad flipped her over and f*cked her like a dog. A hard spank came down on her pale left butt cheek and she yelped, her puss* squeezing Brad's co*ck in delight. His big fat nuts slapped and stimulated her bean, deep down what remained of her intellect assessed from their size and mass that an enormous amount of sem*n was inside.

Her theory was confirmed as Brad grabbed her wide soft hips and slammed home, emptying ten times the cum Percy shot out throughout his whole life in a single massive c*mshot. He hadn't even bothered to change the condom and it ballooned to twice the size inside of Annabeth, who moaned as she felt the rubber bubble inflate inside of her.
Brad tossed her aside like a used toy, the same with Zia. The buxom girl rolled into a heap on her best friend, her alabaster bubble butt practically pissing itself as rivulets of puss* cum drained out her spasming destroyed orifice. The two girls moaned and caressed each other's soft figures, tenderly soothing their twitching, shaking bodies as their butts continued to leak puss* fluid.

Brad wasn't done yet. He snapped towards Hazel and the Chinese girl. Both of their eyes widened in fear. He grabbed the Chinese girl and pushed her onto the table. Guilty, Hazel felt a spark of disappointment which was quickly assuaged when Brad gave her a brutal tongue f*cking as he buried his co*ck into the yelping foreigner.
"Laowai i-is so big!" the pale girl moaned, her firm, perky breasts shaking under the onslaught. Her delicate oriental puss*, built for much smaller penises, was utterly destroyed as Percy's Caucasian member split it apart. Her oval face contorted into shock then ecstasy as deep inside of her, the rock hard, throbbing member not just touched but annihilated parts in her depths that never before had been touched.

She moaned as a warm, wet heat blossomed inside of her. "X-xinai de Laowai!" she cried as she org*smed on his big white co*ck, her tiny Asian body shuddering underneath Brad. He didn't notice because he was too busy tasting Hazel's throat. The shocked girl, although repulsed by Brad, couldn't deny her sexual attraction to him as she moaned and tentatively caressed his hot slimy tongue with her own. With a deep thrust, he nutted in the screaming Chinese girl and threw her body into the heap. She rolled, dazed, beside Annabeth and Zia, well f*cked and in awe that she not only let someone who didn't even know her name f*ck her, but that he had f*cked her so hard she'd never be satisfied by a Chinese guy again.
By now the condom's tip was the size of a mango and couldn't be practically used. Brad ripped it off and put it in Hazel's hand before pushing her back into her seat. The dazed girl stared at the warm bubble of precious genetically superior cum in her hands.

Mrs De Armas grinned at the sight of four of her precious students f*cked into submission. "Good work, Mr Bull. I daresay you taught these girls a lot today," she said. Slowly, the heap of women groggily got onto their feet.

"Now we're reading the end of today's special biology lesson. If you recall, at the start I mentioned the fertility clinics full of white AngloSaxon sperm from the men who run this town," Mrs De Armas said. She picked up a piece of paper from a stack on her table. "Many years ago, those same white man drafted a little law to help us girls. It states that if we sign this form, when get caught cheating on our spouses with a white Anglo-Saxon man or if we bear one of their children through insemination artificial or natural, it is not grounds for divorce from your non Anglo-Saxon spouse."

"But.." Annabeth said unsteadily as she grabbed onto the teacher's table for support as she got up. "That would mean cheating with these big co*cked white men would have zero legal repercussions."

"Annabeth is right, as usual. This means that your future husband would not be able to divorce you, or in any way stop you from cuckolding him, short of a direct divorce and paying through the nose in alimony," Mrs De Armas said with a smile. "That means you don't have to work ever again. And the best part is, he has to pay even if the child isn't his!"

A mutter broke out in the girls. "But there is one condition. This clause stipulates you must always work towards the good of the Anglo-Saxon race in this town, and must sexually satisfy an Anglo-Saxon at least once a month. You also cannot abort of any AngloSaxon babies, or refuse one of their sexual advances."

The Chinese girl raised their hand." So… We become their f*ck toys?"

"Highly paid f*ck toys," Mrs De Armas said. "You're practically guaranteed a lucrative career at any of the white multinationals here if you sign."

"Sex and money? I'm in," Zia said happily.

"A useful deal. The advantages outweigh the disadvantages," Annabeth said. Both of them strode over to the teacher's table and took a copy of the form.

"Don't worry Carter, you won't even remember I'm doing this," Zia said with a wink as she signed on the dotted line.

"Not until it's too late," Annabeth corrected with a glance at Percy as she signed on the same dotted line.

"Wonderful. I'm so proud you chose this," Mrs De Armas gushed, hugging Annabeth and Zia excitedly. "The rest of you can come up hear and sign. Meanwhile, I've got a final surprise that'll help you make your decision."

"I've been planning to be doing this for awhile. Mr Brad really caught my eye. He's strong, fast, smart, handsome… A perfect specimen," Mrs De Armas explained as she slid her panties down her long, smooth, copper colored legs. "He's going to donate his sperm to me right now!"

Everyone's eyes widened. Even Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "I'm well covered by the form, and my husband is a trained cuckold, so everything is perfectly arranged," she said. She gave Annabeth and Zia a kiss on the lips. "Would my two favorite students join me by my side as I'm impregnated?"

"Of course," they gushed. Annabeth unbuttoned her Oxford shirt and tossed her heavy bra away to one side, while Zia unbuttoned her nurse's uniform and peeled her enormous bra off. Mrs De Armas took off the rest of the suit. The three bare naked ladies in nothing but heels strode up to the chair bound boys.

Resting their weight on one foot and placing a hand on an angled hip, the stunningly beautiful and voluptuous looked with amusem*nt down at the pathetic boyfriends.

"You two will be jerking off as I'm impregnated," Mrs De Armas ordered.

"W-what?! Why!" they moaned.

"Part of your training. A proper cuckold gets himself off, after all. I know you're thinking of stubbornly refusing, but you see that?" she said, pointing at the heaping beakers of Brad's cum. "If you don't, Brad's going to dip his hands into those as he's finger f*cking your girlfriends. Then I'm going to get one of your classmates to finger f*ck you into cumming. So you jerk yourself off, and Brad doesn't smear his cum onto Annabeth's and Zia's puss* walls. Deal? "

They hung their heads and nodded. "Good boys," Mrs De Armas purred, stroking their little heads as Annabeth and Zia u did their bonds. She grabbed her students hands, leading them to the back of the teacher's table facing the class. Carter and Percy followed their respective girlfriends.
"Now come up here and sign the forms," Mrs De Armas announced.

The trio of busty, naked women bent over to expose their juicy bubble butts and placed their hands in the table. Zia was on Mrs De Armas' left and Annabeth on the right, with the boys beside their respective girlfriends.

Brad whistled from across the table as he beheld their three pairs of beautifully full breasts, drooping in fat teardrops and swaying pendulously as their female bodies twitched in excitement. He went behind all of them, grinning as he beheld their beautiful, slender legs, spread apart and completely naked except for a pair of elegant heels. He gave each of the big heart-shaped rumps a hard slap, sending their smooth flesh wobbling, whether it was Annabeth's flawless alabaster skin or Zia's exotic dusky tone. The row of three puss*es was dripping in excitement, a long sticky line of fluid dripping from their cl*t and hanging in midair like a tail.

"God, impregnating my hot Cuban biology teacher? I love America," he said with a grin as he nudged his fat tip against her eagerly throbbing hump. The girls giggled as he teased their tight little slits, delicately pushing each fold open.

In full view of the class, Brad slammed his co*ck in and his fingers deep. The three women cried out as they were thrown forward, their thighs slapping onto the edge of the table. Without being told, Carter and Percy started jerking off. The first girl came up hesitatingly to sign. Her pen trembled on the dotted line until she saw the faces of pure ecstasy etched into the beautiful contours of the trio of girls. The pen scribbled her signature.

"Ingrid, glad to see you sign," Mrs De Armas congratulated in a pant. Even as her belly bulged with white co*ck, she kept up her teacherly manner.

"R-right now Mr Bull's c-co*ck is pounding easily away at my cervix, his girth stretching my puss* to 2.7 inches in diameter and his hard co*ck head destroying my posterior fornix 7 inches deep," Mrs De Armas half-moaned, half-lectured as Brad drilled into her from behind. Another pale redhead with freckles and green eyes stepped up and shyly signed the form.

"Líadan, glad you made the right choice," Mrs De Armas panted. There was a soft pop, then a gasp. "M-Mr Bull has just penetrated my cervix and i-is currently pounding away at my womb."
One by one, the rest of the class came up and signed the form. Some eagerly, some hesitatingly. But under the deep, penetrating gaze of Brad as he ruthlessly dominated the three powerful, stoic women beneath him and turned them into moaning dripping slu*ts, the girls broke and signed the forms in the knowledge that one day that would be them. The sight of Carter and Percy jerking off pathetically beside their girlfriends helped them make the choice as well. By the end of it, there was a stack of 19 signed forms. Just one left.

The very last girl was the most hesitant one. She'd been shyly hanging around the end of the queue.

"H… Hazel," Mrs De Armas moaned deeply, her voluminous brown breasts sloshing in the air as Brad's powerful hips slapped insistently into her fat rear. "I expected you'd be coming!"

"Do it, Hazel," Zia said with a smile as spasms wracked her deeply finger f*cked puss*. "It's f*cking amazing."

"And of course, genetically much more reassuring," Annabeth grunted, struggling to keep her concentration as Brad's thick fingers pumped in and out of her drooling pink hole.

Hazel picked up the pen slowly, the started to put it back down. "I saw you flicking your bean just now," Zia said with a smirk. "Don't deny you don't love it."

"Perhaps this will help you decide," Mrs De Armas said. "It's how I get f*cked every night!"

In an stunning display of flexibility, Mrs De Armas revolved her whole body around Brad's shaft and hopped onto him, her legs locking behind his waist as she perched on the edge of the table. She gave Brad a deep loving kiss.

"Oh My God, it's so big and hard ! You love defiling me with your fat white dick and claiming this Caribbean c*nt as your own, don't you?" Mrs De Armas moaned softly, staring lovingly at Brad with big brown doe-eyes.

"f*ck, you Latinas are so f*cking nasty," Brad said with a grin as he hilted himself deep inside her. "Tight puss*es, hot bodies and can't resist a white man!"

"What can I say? You're so big and powerful and rich . When I see one I just want to spread my little brown puss* wide apart and beg you to go balls deep in my Cuban c*nt," Mrs De Armas admitted, lovingly stroking a suit jacket which cost more than she made in a year. Her hands gripped the lapels. "Nnnggg, you're hitting all the right spots! I'm… I'm cumming!"

Mrs De Armas groaned, her body gripping Brad's close as her her bare puss* squirted itself on the raw, throbbing co*ck buried balls deep inside her. "f*ck, I want your hot, potent seed in me now!"

"One impregnated Cuban c*nt, cumming right up," Brad grunted, speedily rutting into Mrs De Armas, a testament to his enormous strength given how wide his co*ck was and how tight her puss* was.

"Christ, that's so hot," Annabeth moaned as her knees buckled under his pumping digits.

"I wish it were me there!" Zia groaned, her puss* walls convulsing around Brad's gripping fingers like the first time she went to his frat house.

"F-f*ck! S-so deep!" she cried. "I-I want all my students to experience this joy! Conquer my eggs! f*ck, yes! Give it to me! f*ck, f*ck, f*ck ME!"

Zia, Annabeth and Mrs De Armas screamed as she was impregnated. Brad buried himself to the base of his co*ck, gluing their groins together and stretching the length of her puss* deep into her belly as he planted a deep, sloppy kiss in her mouth. She felt a warm, slimy heat explode deep inside her womb and spread to every corner of it. As a biology teacher and a female, she knew she was impregnated. Some deep seated instinct told her the concentrated potent seed flowing into her ovaries had conquered her eggs. Her whole body wrapped itself lovingly around Brad, pulling him in deeper. From the tight seal around the base of his co*ck, ribbons of his thick cum squirted out under the enormous pressure. Just the mental image of their hot biology teacher, a hunky stud buried head, shaft and balls in her cheating puss* and sowing his genes deep into hers, pushed Annabeth and Zia into their own screaming, leg shaking org*sm.

And seeing the rapturous, blissed out expressions on both their faces made Hazel squirt a little. She signed the form, her puss* dripping and twitching excitedly as she imagined this would happen to it soon. Signing away her future with her nipples rock hard, Hazel rubbed her legs together, spreading the juices onto her thighs.

And off to the side, Carter and Percy came, slacked jawed, as their bully impregnated their big tittied biology teacher. They felt a jolt of pleasure as they watched the massive men pleasure three women they knew. Ruthlessly humiliated and failing the class, they squirted pathetically into their own hands, spilling their weak seed onto the floor to the sight of Brad's potent sem*n sown deep into the belly of a tall, confident, intelligent woman.

Brad put the catatonic, blissful biology teacher face down on her own table. Laid flat, her perfectly round, copper toned butt cheeks were pushed thickly together, displaying the jiggling mountains of flesh to the whole class. Brad pushed apart her thighs and angled the her crotch to the class. They gasped at their teacher's stretched out puss*, a massive torn pink hole with a line of cum running down the base and dripping from her cl*t onto the table.

"Come on, show em what's inside," Brad said with smirk. He gave both cheeks a powerful double handed slap. Her legs twitched and a sudden deluge of cum flowed onto the table. He pushed his co*ck against her ruby red lips, smearing the perfectly applied lipstick as he rammed his girthy member down her slender throat. She let out a deep moan, caressing the bulge in her throat as Brad slowly, lazily slid his co*ck in and out of her gut. As he throat f*cked their teacher, he made hard eye contact with the class, almost daring any of them to challenge him and say he shouldn't be f*cking her like this. The girls quailed and obediently watched, dripping wet as they watched Brad stretch out Mrs De Armas elegant neck. With a slow final thrust, he stabbed his fat pink co*ck in and poured a few pinks of thick cumchowder into her belly.

Mrs De Armas groaned as the dick was dislodged, her womb and belly bulging with Brad's unbelievably potent seed. She groggily got up, wiped a drop or cum from her lips and smiled.
"All of you did amazingly. I'm so proud. All of you gets A's. I'm sure all of you will turn your partners into incredible cuckolds. But before we go, one final thing," she said. She pointed at the beakers of Carter's and Percy's sem*n, as well as their little cum puddle on the floor. "The most dangerous thing about a cuck is that they always try to sneak their pathetic sperm into you. Always make sure their genetic material is utterly destroyed, to ensure it doesn't spread."

"You may incinerate it or kill it with a sterilizing agent, but the simplest and most convenient way is this," she said, spreading apart her puss* lips to reveal her urethra. "The uric acid does the job neatly. Don't feel bad about this - their sperm is worthless."

She picked up the beakers and poured in on the floors in on the puddle of cum they made on the floor. Spreading apart her labia, she let out a hot stream of piss onto their genetic material. "Zia, Annabeth, you try," she grunted.

"Sorry, Carter," Zia said with a very unapologetic grin as she stepped over in her glorious nakedness in front of him. Staring her boyfriend straight in his big, tearful eyes, she spread apart her puss* and unleashed a steaming hot line of piss onto his pathetic cum puddle. "Oooh, that feels good! Been holding that in for awhile."
"As the teacher says, I should destroy your worthless genetic material," Annabeth said coldly. She stepped in front of Percy, her voluptuous body perched on her high heels. Staring straight into his sad, sea green eyes, a quick burst of the boiling hot urine shot downwards.

The three streams sprayed onto the little volume of sem*n. Their sperm died quickly by the millions in the heat and acid of their girlfriend's piss, while millions more swam away panicking from the genetic Armageddon. But the girls drew a line around the puddle, cornering the sperm and slowly spraying edge to edge until every inch was sterilized and it was nothing more than biological waste.

"Now, one final act to pass the class," Mrs De Armas announced as she squeezed her urethra close. "To prove your devotion to the superior male, simply lovingly the big white co*ck and damage the other two."

"D-damage?" the boys stuttered.

"Physical trauma reduces your genitals' fertility, a very desirable outcome," she purred. "While tender simulation strengthens a big co*ck. And who better to do this than your girlfriends?"
Zia and Annabeth giggled and sank their lanky bodies to their knees, crawling over to Brad who sat down on a chair with Mrs De Armas stroking his upright, still hard white co*ck. They stared at him with bright loving eyes, kissing both sides of his co*ck head deeply. It twitched happily under their soft touch. Then they snapped upwards and turned to their boyfriends.
Seeing their tall, naked and smirking girlfriends clicking slowly over, Carter and Percy's eyes went wild. They both turned towards the door to make a run for it. But Annabeth and Zia were faster - they grabbed them and gave them a deep, wet smooch. Smearing Brad's co*ck juice all over their boyfriends' lips, they brutally tongue f*cked the shorter, weaker boy into submission. They stroked their curly hair reassuringly at the same time. The boys bodies stiffened in panic against their soft juicy bodies, but slowly as their girlfriends' passionately soft French kiss and gentle petting, they relaxed and moaned softly.

They didn't even notice their girlfriends gently spreading their legs open.

CRUNCH

CRUNCH

Their innocent eyes flew open in excruciating pain as Zia's and Annabeth's kneecaps rammed into their soft, jerked out genitals. They moaned into their girlfriends' mouths, too weak to escape their hold as their girlfriends used their lips to kiss their lips and used their knees to kiss their balls.

They pushed their boyfriends to the ground. They clutched on their balls, rolling around in agony. Annabeth and Zia barked at them to stop struggling, easily wrestling the smaller boys into a spread eagleposition, trapping their skinny upper arms under their heels and spreading their thick powerful thighs apart. The last thing their boyfriends' saw was their enormous soft buns blocking out the florescent classroom lights as it descended onto their faces.

Twisting their asses firmly onto their boyfriends' faces, they signaled their classmates to begin. The Chinese girl went first, bowing to kiss Brad's co*ck then going over. Annabeth and Zia pried open their boyfriends legs happily and she gave each pathetic cuck's dick a swift kick. Carter and Percy screamed into their girlfriends' cavernously stretched puss*es, their tiny hands slapping ineffectually at their sexy girlfriends' heavy, rock hard butts. But the hefty bottoms didn't budge. Ironically, what they'd lusted over and loved in their girlfriends - their big fat bubble butts - was now their undoing.

Another classmate walked up, kissing Brad's co*ck and giving both boys a swift dick kick. They screamed again. Brad chuckled as he watched with Mrs De Armas lovingly stroking his co*ck as the boys were subjected to the torture. Their own girlfriends were pinning them down as girl after girl delivered a hard, powerful kick into their defenseless nuts. They screamed 20 times, each louder than the last, as their fellow classmates decimated their tiny nuts. Mrs De Armas, the mother of Brad's child, chuckled soflty as she stroked his massive hard co*ck that just impregnated her. 20 times, each girl tremblingly came up before him and knelt to place her soft, sensitive lips on his co*ck's crown. Eyes wide with both awe and apprehension that the rugged, frat boy stud could very well one day be the father of her child, they each submitted to him body and soul.

Hazel was the last. She mouthed a small apology half heartedly, then swiftly destroyed the two poor boys' balls, popping them under the tips of her sneakers. Then she kissed Brad's co*ck lovingly. When it was over, Zia and Annabeth could've let Carter and Percy drift off to sleep and forget everything gently. But instead, they wrapped a leg around their necks in a painful lock, choking them with their noses buried in their stinking, well f*cked puss*es until they passed out inhaling the stench of Brad's co*ck and the sounds of their girlfriends laughing.
"Wonderful," Mrs De Armas gushed, kissing both girls on their cheeks. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back."

Mrs De Armas slipped on her clothes and left the room with Brad in tow. Zia and Annabeth gathered up their lewd clothes and fit them onto their sticky bodies as best as they could. They each picked up their naked boyfriend and carried them all the way to the main entrance of the school, where a chauffeur drove them back to Brooklyn House. They woke up with sore groins, no memories of what happened and their girlfriends making breakfast for them with big smiles.