Claire unzipped her skirt and, after a pause, pulled down her knickers. Once more, the boys murmured appreciatively at her long flawless legs, taut peachy bottom and beautifully trimmed pussy.
She lay back on the bench, shuffling her bum to the edge to allow Mr. Forsythe a smooth entry.
He slid in with a grunt before beginning to thrust his hips in a jerky rhythm. After a while, Claire realised that it could take Mr. Forsythe a significant time before he was ready to come. She decided to help him along a bit.
“Um. Mr. Forsythe?”
“Yes, my dear,” he replied breathlessly.
“Perhaps it would be a good idea to show the boys another position. Why don’t I go on top?” she suggested.
“Oh, that really is an excellent idea, Ms. Bell. Shall we?”
He pulled out and, with some help from the boys, boosted himself up onto a bench before lying back. Claire climbed onto him and impaled herself on his crusty member.
Immediately she began to ride him powerfully, keen to get him to orgasm as soon as possible. However a side-effect of this was to rub his wiry grey pubes repeatedly against her turgid clit, causing her to moan in unwelcome pleasure as she fucked him as hard as she could.
“Wow,” Charles said, “look at her go. What a slut!” She tried to give him a hard look but couldn’t concentrate enough to do so as Mr. Forsythe began pinching her red nipples and squeezing her enormous firm pale tits.
In the end she came before he did, her body racking with pleasure as she cried out in release. After she had calmed down from her orgasm, she noticed that Mr. Forsythe seemed to getting close too.
“Oh, I don’t want you to come in my cunt, I mean, vagina, Mr. Forsythe,” she said with a final thrust of her hips. She pulled herself off him before plunging her mouth down on him for a few seconds before he spat a small amount of foul jism over her tongue.
“Yes, that really was most satisfactory, Ms. Bell,” he said shakily as she climbed off him. “Boys, you must all respect Ms. Bell’s wishes and not ejaculate in her pussy, only in her mouth.”
Claire looked around to see all three boys holding their hard cocks in hand. She sighed once more before they descended on her.
For the next two hours the boys fucked her in every position of which they could think. They had her from behind, on top, underneath and upside down. After they’d come in her mouth they would wait until she’d sucked them hard again while another of them had her pussy, before switching around again.
This enthusiastic and relentless shagging resulted in her coming repeatedly, the most humiliating time with Charles bringing her to a screaming orgasm as she rode him and the most satisfying as she and Amir snogged, coming in delicious harmony together as they held each other tightly.
When the bell went signalling the end of the school day, Claire was on her hands and knees as Michael rogered her up her arse.
Rather unhelpfully, Mr. Forsythe, who had been unable to raise another erection but was watching the action unfold intently, had suggested that if anyone were interested, they might like to try out her bottom as it was bound to be a delightfully tight and unusual experience.
Michael was the only one who took up the offer, Charles and Amir both wanting to finish off one last time in her mouth. So, with some help from some laboratory grease, Michael had eagerly thrust himself up her tight pink bumhole.
Unfortunately for Claire, he had come at least three times already and seemed to have unending stamina as he hefted his bulk back and forth, slapping Claire gloriously peachy butt with his large stomach.
She did her best to grind her bum back up against him and tense her arse even tighter around his erection to speed his climax, but in the end found herself being anally shagged for a good twenty minutes after the bell.
Even worse, obviously heeding Mr. Forsythe’s earlier warning, when Michael did finally come he pulled his cock out with a loud slurping pop before moving round to shove it into her mouth, not giving her a chance to explain she didn’t mind him coming up her butt, and leaving a combined taste of grease, spunk and her own bum in her poor weary mouth.
Finally with the boys now fully aware of the intricacies of sex in various holes and positions, Claire was able to rest.
She got dressed somewhat gingerly, wincing at her sore bum, but had enough energy to say goodbye to the boys, with a sneaky and affectionate kiss for Amir.
Mr. Forsythe was extremely grateful. “Well, Ms. Bell, I have to say that was by the far the most informative sex education class I have ever taught. You really made a difference and the boys learnt an awful lot, more than I had envisaged. Well done. You’re willingness to throw yourself in with such commitment must be commended. I shall be recommending to the headmaster that we upgrade your contract to a permanent one.”
“Oh, Mr. Forsythe, thank you so much!” Claire said thrilled at his praise. “I’m so glad it was worth it. That was really tiring. Is that it for sex education for this term?” she asked hopefully.
Mr. Forsythe considered. “Hmm, I think it might be worth having maybe one or two more lessons, just to ensure the subject is fully bedded into the boys’ minds. However, we should probably prepare ourselves a little more and maybe try out some of the positions up front just to make sure we’re getting the most out of the learning experience. We didn’t really explore anal sex in any depth so I think we should maybe focus on that initially.”
“Oh, golly,” Claire said, disappointed but still determined to do her best. “Oh, well, maybe we could use a free lesson tomorrow to practise, Mr. Forsythe? I’ll bring some nicer lubricant along.”
“That would be perfect, Claire. And really, please call me Edward.”
Claire went home that night a happy woman, delighted at her feedback from Mr. Forsythe. Finally she had a job in which she just knew she would be successful!
Feeling positive and confident, she got into her car to drive home. She had a really good feeling about being a Teaching Assistant. She was popular with the staff; she was liked by the pupils; she’d just been told she was great at her job.
Nothing could possibly go wrong now. Could it?