"Detention's not yet over, dyke."
Kira was pushed against the chalkboard of her classroom. Her arms pinned to her back, she tried freeing herself in vain. She could feel the tip of her student's warm cock on her hip.
His girlfriend, Olivia, had brought her lips next to the teacher's ears and whispered those words. Kira never liked that word. 'Dyke.' No one had ever called her that, but its connotations reminded her of how her family might react if she came out to them.
"You did not cum," added Olivia. "When you are getting fucked by a man, you ought to think about the man. Fake an orgasm for him. Since you did not do that, you need to be taught a lesson, teacher."
Kira never had to fake an orgasm. It took her a while, but most of her partners made sure she came. In this moment, she was missing the tenderness she had felt in the intimacy she had shared with them. She was not used to being manhandled. Yet here she was, being pushed and shoved and pinned and fucked.
"But before I can teach you," continued Olivia, "You need to warm me up."
Adam grabbed Kira's neck, pulled her back and turned her around, facing the desk and the empty classroom beyond that. Olivia stood in front of her. The teacher and the student were the exact same height, yet Kira felt so much smaller than Olivia.
Kira had finally caught her breath now, after being facefucked and rammed in the pussy. She could feel some more of Adam's cum drip out of it. She looked at the girl staring back at her, no clue what was going on in her mind.
"What more do you want from me?" said Kira. "Your boyfriend wanted to fuck you without protection. Then he blackmailed me into doing it and ejaculated in me. He got more then what he wanted. And now you expect m--"
Olivia slapped her teacher. Hard. Were Adam not holding the teacher by the neck, she would have fallen. Kira could feel the heat concentrating on her cheek. She looked back up to Olivia. She was almost laughing.
"I'm sorry. There was some chalk on your face," said Olivia. It's not all gone, so there's more where that came from."
Adam tightened his grip and Kira winced. His other hand reached out for Olivia's face and pulled her in for a kiss. As her students kissed, Kira wanted to look away. She did not like how much those two were enjoying this. She closed her eyes, but could not ignore the sloppy sounds and moans.
When the kissing stopped, the grip loosened, but not enough for Kira to free herself. Olivia turned back to her teacher.
"You see that? That's something you don't have," she said. "You're one lonely bitch, Kira. Pardon me if I don't call you Miss Kira, you don't command that respect right now."
"We have an idea why you might be a lonely bitch," added Adam.
Kira saw something move and shifted her gaze down. Olivia pulled up her skirt up, revealing her white panties. She smiled at her teacher before pulling her panties down and stepping out of them.
Olivia sat back on her teacher's desk, right where her boyfriend had fucked her teacher's brains out minutes ago. She raised her legs and widened them. She gave her teacher a great view of her teenage pussy, recently shaven, and grinned.
Kira looked down at Olivia. She liked what she saw, but did not want to show it. She only gave the pussy a glance before averting her eyes.
"I know why you're alone, dyke," said Olivia. "You don't know how to make a woman cum. But I'm ready to be proven wrong."
Olivia licked her fingers and began rubbing her pussy. She let some moans escape her mouth as she inserted a finger in her tight hole.
"I don't need to prove anything to you," said Kira. She felt the grip tighten around her neck.
"You're right," said Olivia. "And we don't need to keep those pictures a secret."
"You want me to eat you out?"
"I want you to make me cum."
"I though you didn't like lesbians."
"What gave you that idea?" asked Olivia, rubbing herself faster now.
"You said that you did not like me being an Indian and a lesbian."
"Yeah, so?" Olivia did not know what was wrong. "I've got nothing against Indians, they're great. And I've got nothing against lesbians. If I did, I would not be asking you to make me cum, now would I?" She licked the pussy juice off her fingers and spread her legs even more.
Kira failed to understand what this meant. "Then why would say that, huh?"
"Save your questions until later."
Adam pushed Kira's face down to his girlfriend's pussy, bending her over. Olivia wrapped her legs around her teacher's back and grabbed the back of her head. She leaned back a little, supporting herself with the other hand.
Despite the position she had been put into, Kira was relieved that Adam had finally left her neck. Her lips were planted on Olivia pussy and she did nothing for a moment. Olivia slightly thrusted her crotch into Kira's face, urging her on.
If there was any consolation to this situation, Kira knew how to eat a pussy. It's just that she did know how to feel about the person that pussy belonged to.
Kira stuck her tongue out and started by licking Olivia's slit, kissing it and teasing the clit. She tasted the pussy juice, surprised by how wet her student already was, and loved it, despite not wanting to.
Kira had always enjoyed eating pussy, and she liked doing it now. She knew that she had to make Olivia cum to make this stop, so she needed to make this quick.
As she ate the pussy, she had grabbed onto the desk to support herself. She used the other hand to spread the pussy lips and began licking her student's pink flesh, from her pussy to the clit. She couldn't help but like what she tasted.
Olivia had been controlling her moans, but when she felt a hand spread her pussy lips and a tongue around her clit, she let out a loud moan. She bit her lip and tried to muffle the subsequent sounds of pleasure.
Kira heard the girl's moans, loud and muffled and looked up. The face that looked back was one of genuine pleasure. Kira couldn't sense the disdain any longer and saw a beautiful person enjoying her intimacy.
The legs wrapped around her back tightened and the grip on her head hardened, and she felt herself getting wet. She started stroking the clit with her tongue and the moans, despite being muffled, became louder, and this only turned her on further.
Olivia began rocking her hips, hoping to increase her own pleasure. Kira responded by letting go of the desk and inserted a finger from her now free hand into the slick pussy of her student and started thrusting it.
Olivia let out a slight scream and bit her lips again. This time, she did not even try to muffle her moans. She was loving what her teacher was doing to her and did not want it to stop.
Kira used a thumb to rub the throbbing clit, knowing well enough what the response would be. Another scream. She continued licking it with her tongue in all patterns and directions. She could feel that Olivia was edging closer to an orgasm. She took out the finger and pushed back three fingers into a surprisingly tight pussy.
While Kira was enjoying what she was doing, she wanted to make herself feel better about the situation. She wanted to take any revenge she could on this girl. She started thrusting her fingers as fast and hard as she could. She wanted it to be the same intensity as with which she was fucked by her boyfriend. She knew she did not have the strength or energy to do, but she tried her best anyways.
She could feel Olivia getting closer to the edge, her moans had gotten even louder, her rocking hips rocking even harder. Kira had no intentions of slowing down, before stopping all of a sudden, pulling her fingers out of the sweet pussy and pulling her tongue back in, and opening her mouth wide.
Olivia came. She screamed and thrust her crotch into Kira's face and pulled her head in tighter, and squirted.
Most of the squirt had gone into Kira's mouth and she had no problem with swallowing it. She loved the taste and would have preferred not to let any of it go to waste.
Olivia finally loosened the grip and her leg. Kira looked up at her student, wiping her mouth with one hand, and couldn't help but smile. She saw something with the corner of her eyes and turned.
Adam had had stepped out of his pants by now, put his girlfriend's panties over his head and had been recording the entire time Kira was going down on that pussy. Adam had made sure to not have Olivia in the frame, but he did have her skirt in. He ended the recording with on a clear shot of his teacher's face.
Olivia looked down at the shocked face over her crotch and placed her feet on her teacher's shoulders and pushed her back. Kira stumbled back, her ass hitting the bottom of the blackboard, and fell down. Olivia laughed looking down at her teacher on the floor.
"Why did you do that?" Kira said, looking at her students in disbelief. "You already had those pictures, and now this?"
"What can we say, we just needed to make sure you keep quiet about this," said Adam.
"Also, we did not want to have proof of fucking a dick," added Olivia.
"Yeah, well, I still have your boyfriend's cum in me," retorted Kira.
"That's for later," said Olivia.
Adam grabbed his teacher by the throat and pushed her against the wall. Olivia got off the desk and began removing Kira's shoes, jeans and panties. Kira tried to resist, kicking her legs about, but the grip around her throat tightened further. She couldn't breathe, her face turned red and she tried to make a sound, in vain.
Olivia tossed aside the shoes and threw the jeans onto the teacher's chair. She leaned in to kiss Adam again and got up. Adam maintained his grip on Kira's throat and pulled her onto her feet. He pushed her around and laid her down on her back onto the table.
He let go of the throat and grabbed the teacher's hands. As Kira panted, he walked around the desk, over her face. He held both her wrists on one hand and stared at her chest. Kira's tits rose and fell with every deep breath she took. Adam's cock hung right over her face.
Olivia lifted Kira's legs and pushed them back over to the teacher's face. Adam grabbed them with his free arm and held them in place.
