The flashing lights of the ambulance had started to draw quite a crowd at the gym with lots of the students gathering to see what had happened. As they gathered it wasn't long before a clearly distressed Ms Bond was wheeled out of the gym on a stretcher attended to by paramedics.
"What do you think happened to Ms Bond?" one student asked the other clearly shocked by the sight of the much loved young physical education teacher.
"Beats me, maybe she fell doing some gymnastics you know how she loves to show off in front of all of us, serves her right if she fell," replied another.
As the students closed in for a closer look they were amazed at what they saw. Ms Bond was conscious but somewhat delirious shaking her head from side to side muttering something inaudible.
"What's she saying?" asked one of the girls.
"I'm not sure but I swear she just said Brad, Brad..." replied a girl closer to the ambulance.
"God she's a mess, look at her. What's that over her face and in her hair?" asked a naïve little thing pushing through to get a better look.
Meanwhile a few of the boys were noticing something else.
"Fuck me Tim are those, are those her nipples poking through the sheet!" gasped Pete.
"Shit yeah, look at them sticking up. What the fuck is that all about do you reckon?" replied Tim.
Suddenly a gust of wind swept across the group and the sheet covering Ms Bond was blown off. You could here the gasps as they realized what they were looking at. Ms Bond the 23 year teacher was almost naked on the stretcher. Almost naked because she was wearing a black bra which was now torn open at the front exposing her massive heaving breasts and her panties which were nearly torn from her.
As the paramedics scrambled to gather up the sheet and cover her Ms Bond had placed one hand on her pussy rubbing it furiously her hips rising as her fingers pumped rapidly in and out of her glistening pussy. Her other hand was on her right breast tweaking the erect nipple. Her body was smeared in a sticky fluid. Some of it was on her lips, a lot on her huge tits, a great deal on her abs and even some on her legs. If what she was doing caught the students' attention then what she was saying completely blew them away.
"Oh fuck Brad, oh fuck, you're too big Brad, too big....." her speech broken but clearly audible.
"Did you hear that? I'm sure she said Brad. Do you think she was referring to THE Brad, big bad Brad, OUR Brad?" asked Kimberly the head cheerleader.
"No she couldn't, could she. Surely not. Surely she hasn't fucked Brad but then again looking at her maybe she did and boy has she paid the price on taking the biggest stud at college," replied Jennifer another of the cheerleaders.
Ms Bond was still delirious barely making sense on the stretcher although there was no mistaking what came out of her mouth.
"Oh god Brad, fuck me with your massive horsecock, do me Brad make me your big cock slut. OHHHHHHHH FUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEE!!" she bellowed before finally passing out.
It was at this time that I joined the group having sneaked out of the gym via a back door.
"What's going on?" I asked one of my close mates who was close to the action trying not to let on that I knew exactly what had happened.
"Brad! What's going on! You tell me man. Ms Bond has been taken off to hospital and the last thing she said was 'Brad give me your massive horsecock!!' Everyone heard it. Don't tell me you your responsible for this?" asked Tim.
Shit what could I say. Of course I was responsible for this. Finally after months of teasing and flirting with Ms Bond I relented and agreed to fuck her. Shit she had been after my big cock for over a year and I was soon to finish college and she was desperate so who was I to deny her.
As I stood there watching the flashing lights disappear into the distance my mind drifted off to when I first arrived at the college some 12 months earlier. I was a bit older than the other students having turned 19 soon after arriving from interstate. My parents had separated and mum was looking for a new start. Everything seemed to be going just fine until we had swimming trials two months after I arrived. Everyone was required to trial for the college swim team. This was my worst nightmare, not because I couldn't swim but because it would mean that I would have to wear those tiny racing briefs. You see ever since I can remember I've been rather well endowed.
Shit large probably doesn't give you the correct understanding to quote my older sister I'm "fucking massive, a goddam freak". Now this was a bit hard to take initially and caused me to do everything I could to hide myself from the view of others and I had been quite successful at it. Of course there had been the odd incident like the time my best friend's mum had unexpectedly turned up at our house looking for her son only to find me sitting by our pool getting a tan. I had obvious been thinking about that great looking girl with huge tits in gym class as I was quite hard and poor old Mrs Connery almost feinted at the site of my huge cock protruding out of my swimmers edging up towards my chest my swimmers bulging with my gigantic balls stuffed tightly within their lycra confines. As I recall it went something like this....
"O Brad, I'm so sorry for interrupting you like this but I was looking for George," asked Mrs Connery desperately trying not to look at my raging hardon.
"Oh shit, Mrs Connery I wasn't expecting anyone, I'm so sorry but George isn't here right now," I said desperately but unsuccessfully trying to stuff my semi hard cock back into my swimmers.
"Uh what did you say Brad?" replied Mrs Connery now moving closer to me her eyes fixed firmly on my crotch.
"He's not here, no one is. Mum is out for the rest of the day, its just me and you," I replied.
It was then that things became really interesting. Mrs Connery took a seat beside me and looking me in the eyes said "Brad I can't tell you how pleased I am to finally get a chance to talk with, alone. You see I had my eye on you ever since you came over that first time."
Then without speaking she casually reached over and grabbed my hand which was still attempting to conceal my cock with luck. She slowly raised it and moved my hand to the side exposing my predicament.
This had all happened so fast that I had barely had time to take in the beauty of Mrs Connery. She was about 40ish age that is as well as breast size. God they were nice sitting there held firmly in place by a sports bra and tight fitting singlet top. Even then I detected her hardening nipples pushing against the material.
"Sorry Mrs Connery, it's just that I'm well a little embarrassed by my, well by my you know my..."
"Cock," said Mrs Connery completing the sentence for me
