Futa Naked in School Ch. 16

"Why wouldn't I?" she asked, arching an eyebrow at me. "I see you're having fun."

"Ugh, don't lecture me. I'm not doing anything you're not."

"I wasn't," she said, raising her hands. She flashed me that lush smile she used on the girls.

I raised a frosty eyebrow.

"You're just the understudy," I muttered. "The play's on Friday. You're not needed."

Her head cocked. "How much sex have you been having today?"

I gave her a wicked grin. "So much. I even did two futas at once."

"Yeah, Shelena's telling everyone how she broke in your ass. Took your anal cherry."

"I gave my anal cherry to my ex last year," I huffed. "Goddess, Shelena's such a pendeja."

"You fucked her."

I shot a glare at my futa-sister as we approached the performance arts center. Our college was all connected by buildings, thank Diosa. If I had to go outside in January naked...

I tried to ignore her and her small breasts as we reached the backstage doors. Before she could even try to hold them open for me, I shot ahead and burst through. I took the two steps that lead upward to the stage area and looked around.

My understudy, Meaghan Carter, had puffy cheeks and red eyes. The poor thing was crying again. It sucked that Stacie had cheated on her, even if it was with the amazing Miss Castellano. If I was a hot professor, I'd be fucking my futa students, too. But one who had a girlfriend...

Nope.

"It'll be okay," I told Meagan, moving away from my smirking futa-sister. "I bet Miss Castellano gives Stacie gonorrhea and rots off her cock."

"Gonorrhea's extinct," muttered Meaghan as she squirmed. "Every STD is."

"Naw, her pussy's been brewing a nasty strain that will rot off Stacie's cock, you'll see."

Meaghan sniffed and then gave me a hug, her hands gripping my naked back. I held her tight, my large breasts rubbing into the fuzzy texture of her sweater. My nipples throbbed and a naughty tingle raced through me as I gave her this friendly embrace.

More cum leaked out of the depths of my pussy and trickled down my thighs.

"Ooh, maybe we should have two Juliets in this play," said Christina Beck who was playing Mercutia.

I broke away and glared at the futa. "Just because we're both girls and hugging doesn't mean we're going to lez out. That only happens in pornos."

"Or when Adile hugs you," said Iesha Faulkner. She was playing Tybalt. "Ain't that right, Marianna?"

Marianna Petras blushed. "She just started kissing me and had her hands up beneath my shirt and before I knew it was I was having sex with her right there on the basketball court during PE. Coach Hamps blew her whistle, but when Adile starts eating your pussy, she doesn't stop. Then she just hopped up and said it was her relief time and ignored Coach Hamps when she claimed you could only do it at the beginning."

"It was so hot," Iesha said, a big grin on her face. "I rubbed one out at home just thinking about it."

I giggled. Adile was wild. She spent last week naked and showed more than a few girls that they might have a bit of bi in them. Not me, I liked my pussy to come with big, throbbing clit-dicks. Where was the fun in just fingers and tongues? Toys were the same as a dick spurting hot jizz into you.

"Okay, we're all here," said Ms. Tyrell. She swept in from the far side, her tall and lanky body clad in a pair of tight jeans and sweater that hugged her round breasts. Her hazel eyes swept over us. "I think we'll start with the love-making scene. Get us all warmed up. I know that our Juliet has been eagerly waiting for it.

"Sure," I said. I flashed my gaze around. "Um, where's Letizia? Don't tell me she's missing out on the chance to do me before all of you?"

Snorting laughter burst around me. I knew in an instant I had said something dumb. That confused embarrassment rippled through me as I stared around at my fellow cast members. My futa-sister smirked at me, her girl-dick thrusting hard from her shaved pussy. A gleam of excitement coated her thighs.

"What?" I asked, hating this. "Why is it funny that Letizia isn't here?"

"It's not funny what happened," said Ms. Tyrell, a faint smile on the futa-professor's lips. "I'm just surprised you haven't heard what happened to her today."

"Well... I've been... programming," I said.

"Fucking every futa in school," Iesha said with a grin.

"Not every futa if she missed you," Meaghan said. She came up beside me and took my hand. "Letizia broke her leg being an idiot in PE this morning. They took her to the hospital in an ambulance."

"It's a bad break," said Ms. Tyrell. "Compound fracture. She's going to be out of school for a few weeks and it'll be months before she's recovered."

My jaw dropped. "Then..." My eyes fell on my futa-sister in horror. "Oh, no."

"Hey," she said, sauntering to me, her small breasts quivering. "'What light through yonder window breaks?'"

"No, no, no," I said, shaking my head. "This can't be happening. My futa-sister can't be playing Romea. You know what she'll be doing with me?"

"Kissing you, fondling your breasts, eating out your pussy, and then cumming inside of you at the climax of your love scene," said Ms. Tyrell. "And? You are certainly not a stranger to that activity. I seem to recall you auditioning for Juliet so, and I quote, 'I can get fucked by a hot futa while everyone watches.'"

My cheeks burned. "But not my futa-sister!" I shook my head. "We came from the same womb!"

"And?" Ms. Tyrell frowned. "Are you prejudiced against incest attracted persons? It's a protected part of sexuality now."

"Of course not," I said. "Charisma and Krysten can have their weird, BDSM, open relationship, sex-slave thing they have going on, and Audie and Dina can boff each other's brains out during lunch, but I'm not having sex with her!"

Isidora arched her eyebrow. "No girl's ever complained about my performance."

"Oh, I know!" I hissed. "The wall between our bedrooms is thin. I can hear them gasping and shrieking and moaning their pretty, little heads off while they writhe on that disgusting cock! I'm not doing it! Get someone else to play Romea."

Ms. Tyrell came up to me, a soft smile on her lips. She grabbed my arms, turning me to face her. "Is this just normal sibling rivalry?" She lowered her head, her eyes peering into mine. "Is there something more that I need to know about? Has she ever abused you or hurt you or...?"

"No!" I hissed. "She's just a selfish cunt!"

Ms. Tyrell arched an eyebrow.

"I'm not apologizing for that!" I glared at my futa-sister. "She borrows my skirts. She steals my lipstick. She is always flirting with my friends when they come over. They're supposed to be staring at magazines and gossiping with me, not riding your cock!"

Isidora shrugged. "You keep bringing home white girls that want to know what it's like to have a latina futa devour their pussies." She winked at me with all that disgusting arrogance. "Not my fault."

"No," said Meaghan as she stood nearby.

"Cast someone else," I told Miss Tyrell.

"I can't do that," the professor said. She gave me a soft smile. "We're days away from opening. No one has rehearsed the part beside your futa-sister."

"Well, I'm not fucking her!" I said.

"Of course." A sad expression fell across the futa-professor's face. "That's why we have Meaghan."

My stomach lurched. "What?"

"She's your understudy. I will not force you to have sex with your futa-sister, or anyone, but I'm not changing my artistic vision of the play. Romea and Juliet deserve to have their full passion shown off in ways that they couldn't in the past. Young lovers writhing in passion is such a beautiful thing."

"But... but..." I shook my head. "I'm playing Juliet. I worked hard for this. I... I..." I struggled to breathe. Suddenly the room was spinning around me. I grabbed Ms. Tyrell's arms for support. Her fingers gripped me. "This... Not fair... I..."

I wheezed for breath. Black spots rippled across my vision. I found myself drifting, almost floating to the floor as Ms. Tyrell lowered me onto the hardwood. She spread me out, her hands sliding up to cup my breasts. She squeezed them.

"What?" I gasped, managing to suck in a breath.

"Let me calm you down," she said. "Relax you. You're about to ruin everything. Okay. I'll take care of you. I know what you need."

"What?" I groaned as the professor's thumbs massaged across my bountiful breasts, coming closer and closer to reaching my nipples.

"Why, you need to cum, don't you?" asked Ms. Tyrell. "You need a nice orgasm or two to clear your head and let you think. Let you understand the decision you're about to make. I'll take care of you."

I gasped as the futa-professor engulfed my nipple. She sucked on the brown nub with hunger. I groaned and my pussy clenched. This heat surged through me as I squirmed on the floor. My toes curled. It felt so wicked.

"Ms. Tyrell," I groaned. Should I stop her? But... but... I was starting to relax. My nipple felt wonderful in her mouth and...

Isidora stared down at me, her face tight.

"Yes, Ms. Tyrell, that's what I need!" I moaned, surrendering to the drama professor's touch. To her naughty tongue dancing around my nipple.

The professor lifted her mouth from my nipple, a smile on her lips. She then peeled off her sweater, her round breast bouncing free, naked and unencumbered. Her mauve nipples thrust hard from her areolas. She tweaked one as she leaned down again and cupped both my large tits with her pale fingers.

She purred as she licked and flicked my nipple with her wet tongue. My brown nub throbbed while the rest of the cast watched. I smirked at them, loving their attention. This was what I wanted, but with even more people watching.

The entire student body. Members of staff. People from the community who wanted to watch a play and see me cum hard on a sexy futa's cock.

My futa-sister's cock flashed through my mind.

I groaned and pushed it down as Ms. Tyrell licked at my nipple and areolas. Her hands squeezed and massaged my tits. I groaned, my heart beating faster and faster. My nubs were so sensitive. My pussy clenched as I shuddered, juices flowing. Cum from deeper in my pussy was trickling out as my excitement built.

Ms. Tyrell's hazel eyes gleamed as she swirled her tongue around my breast, her beige fingers clenching into my brown flesh. I groaned and gasped as she kissed and licked while her digits massaged me. Little tingles raced down my body. My heart beat faster and faster.

Then she went lower. She kissed down my stomach, her lips leaving hot trails.

"There's no way she's going to eat out her pussy," whispered Christina. "Xochitl's been fucking every futa at school."

"She's going for it. Maybe Ms. Tyrell likes creampies." I caught a glimpse of Iesha grinning over at Marianna. "Don't you?"

"I've only eaten out Adile, and she doesn't let futas mess with her."

As they spoke, my lusts swelled. They were watching Ms. Tyrell kiss across my stomach to reached my shaved pussy lips. Isidora leaned against the wall like she was pouting. I was getting all the attention, not her.

My futa-professor's lips reached my pubic mound. I groaned as her tongue licked across my hot flesh. She went lower and lower, nibbling on my cuntlips. She teased me, my pussy drinking it in while her fingers clenched and squeezed my tits.

I groaned at the excitement of her touch. At how she made me groan and shudder. I bit my lower lip, my heart pounding in my chest. This was so hot. So exciting. My pussy clenched as I squirmed on the floor.

Then she was at my pussy.

"Ms. Tyrell!" I groaned as her tongue lapped through my folds.

She caressed me. She licked and lapped and teased my pussy. I groaned as she licked up the other futa's cum leaking out of my depths. That was so hot. She was eating jizz out of my twat. It was a mix of such wicked delight. Her tongue jammed into my folds.

"Ms. Tyrell, yes!" I moaned, her fingers digging into my tits. "Ooh, you're such a naughty futa-professor. Just eating my concha. Mmm, just full of all that futa-milk. You just love it. ¡Te encanta la futa-leche!"

"It's a treat," she purred. "Just relax. Calm down. Everything's going to be okay."

I gasped as she thrust her tongue into my pussy. She swirled around inside of me while she fondled my tits. I gasped and shuddered. My pussy squeezed around her tongue fluttering through me. My fingers flexed and throbbed. This heat surged through my body.

My hips wiggled. I undulated from side to side and ground my pussy on her face. My breast jiggled in her massaging grip. It was just so exciting. I grabbed her hair and humped against her hungry face. Her tongue thrust deep into my twat. She danced her tongue around through my hot folds, teasing me, driving me wild.

"¡Madre de Diosa!" I groaned. "Oh, Miss Tyrell, you really love pussy!"

"Only schoolgirl pussy!" Iesha called.

"Such a delicious treat," groaned my futa-professor. "Let yourself go. Just cum and you'll feel so much better!"

"¡Si!" I gasped. "Get your tongue in me. Ooh, yes, yes. You're a pervy futa-professor!"

My orgasm swelled faster and faster. Her tongue was everywhere. She stroked my clit. My labia. She swirled through my sheath. She caressed my taint. Her fingers massaged my tits. They slid up and found my nipples.

She twisted them.

I gasped, my back arching. My pussy convulsed as my orgasm suddenly crashed through me. My ass rose up from the floor. I bucked as my cream flooded my professor's mouth. My hot juices rushed out of me, bathing her lips.

"Madre de Diosa!" I gasped. "Oh, yes, yes! You love my clam! You love eating it! Oh, keep licking!"

Her tongue lapped at my pussy. She feasted on me as the pleasure surged through my body. Wave after wave of delight sloshed through me. It was another orgasm. Another wonderful heave of gasping pleasure.

My eyes danced around, stars bursting over me. Isidora's arms were folded tight beneath her small breasts, her cock throbbing hard. I shuddered, unable to think. My eyes shot to the ceiling as the futa-professor sucked on my sensitive clit.

Then she rose. "You need more, don't you?" she asked as she unsnapped her jeans. "You need more orgasms, Xochitl?"

"Mierda, I do!" I gasped. "Ram that dick in me. Give me all that futa-milk. Let me see if you're better than all the little futas running around the college!"

She smiled as she shoved down her jeans. Her cock tented her pink panties, cut to hold her throbbing futa-dick. She pushed those down next, her cock springing out from her black bush. The dark hair contrasted with her pale skin.

I grabbed her futa-dick before she could seize it. I pulled her to me, hungry for that big dick to feel my naughty clam. I stroked her, smirking in delight as the other girls and futas watched on. Meaghan leaned over, her cheeks flushed. Iesha groped her hardon through her skirt.

"Wow," muttered Marianna. "I'd never screw Ms. Tyrell, but you're going for it, Xochitl."

"I need to relax and think!" I panted.

"Yes, just helping my student to focus on her lesson," groaned the drama professor.

I pressed her pale cock against my hungry clam. With a hard thrust, she rammed into me. I gasped as her futa-cock spread me open. She buried into me, her bush tickling my pussy lips. I gasped, my big tits heaving as she loomed over me, her round tits swaying.

I grabbed them. Played with them. I fondled her tits as she drew back her cock and then plunged it into me again. And again. She penetrated my pussy. She rammed her girl-dick into my cunt. I grinned up at her, reveling in her thrusts. I shuddered as she buried into my twat.

"Oh, you have a nice dick," I purred. "How's my pussy?"

"Succulent," groaned Ms. Tyrell, her face twisting with pleasure, her cheeks flushed with her excitement.

"Perfect," I groaned, my pussy clenching about her girl-cock.

I grabbed her breasts. I groped them and massaged them. I loved the feel of them bouncing in my hands. I shuddered, squeezing and kneading them. Her dick buried hard into me. She rammed to the hilt in my cunt.

"Oh, yes, yes!" I moaned, my pussy drinking in the friction. The silky delight surged through me. "Fuck me, cabrona!"

She grinned and rammed faster. Harder. She drove her girl-dick into my juicy twat. I was still buzzing from my first orgasm. Another built. That wonderful thrill surged through me as everyone watched me.

They squirmed. They bit lips. Glossy eyes stared at my bouncing tits and the futa's dick ramming into my juicy cunt. I groaned, squeezing around that wonderful cock. My professor stirred me up. She brought me closer and closer to that boil with every plunge of her girl-dick into my pussy.

I humped against her. My clit drank in the feel of her wiry pubic hair rubbing against me. I loved it. My breasts heaved. My hands kneaded her tits. I found her nipples, fat and hard between my fingers. I tugged on them.

"You little schoolgirl-slut!" she moaned.

"Mmm, I am," I moaned. "Just a big puta. Now ram that cock into me. Give me all that yummy futa-milk!"

"Fuck, yes!"

Ms. Tyrell's face twisted as she rammed her girl-dick into my pussy's depths again and again. Sparks flew from my clit. The pleasure rippled through me. I gasped, my tits heaving. This wonderful bliss surged through me.

Her cock felt incredible in me. My clit throbbed and ached. I tugged on her nipples. Pinched them. Twisted and played with them. Her head tossed back. Her cock slammed deep into my cunt, the friction feeling incredible.

"Cum in her!" groaned Iesha.

"Oh, yes, she wants it," Marianna whimpered.

"Big time," moaned Christina.

"Do it!" Meagan whimpered, squeezing her tits through her fuzzy sweater. "Do it, Ms. Tyrell."

"Yes, do it!" I howled as her cock slammed into me again.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" the professor moaned and buried deep into me.

Hot cum spurted into my depths.

My futa-professor unloaded her passion. Her back arched as that wonderful, hot delight flooded me. My pussy squeezed around her cock as she howled out her pleasure. I was so close to cumming. I undulated my hips, grinding my clit against her pubic bone as she filled my cunt with her jizz.

Sparks flared.

My orgasm exploded through me.

I threw back my head and surrendered to the rush of pleasure. I whimpered, my breasts jiggling and bouncing. The passion surged through me. That hot delight pumped rapture through my veins. Stars burst across my eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes!" I gasped. "Oh, Ms. Tyrell. I love your big cock!"

My pussy wrung her cock dry as the pleasure surged through me. That wonderful, mind-melting bliss spilled across my thoughts. I welcomed it as the stars burst across my vision. I twisted my futa-professor's nipples as I bucked through my orgasm.

Isidora watched with a scowl.

"¡Madre de Diosa!" I howled as my orgasm carried me so high. I hit that wonderful peak.

Then I fell back into buzzing bliss. I trembled, panting. My breasts rose and fell. My eyes fluttered. I groaned and mewled. The rapture rippled through me. My fingers flexed and relaxed. My heart thundered in my chest.

It was incredible.

I was so glad I got to experience that passion.

"Feel any better?" Ms. Tyrell asked as she pulled her softening clit-dick out of me, leaving my pussy dripping with her futa-cum.

"I do," I said, my body buzzing with delight. "Mmm, you're a good fuck, Ms. Tyrell."

"Well, coed pussy always does inspire me," she purred as she rose, her cock slipping out of me. "Now, I want you to go home and see if you can work things out with your futa-sister."

I glanced at Isidora. She still leaned against the wall, her girl-dick thrusting hard before her. My bliss blunted as she refused to look at me. Could I do it? It was hard to be so angry when I was feeling so good from the professor's cock. Her cum leaked out of me.