Futa Naked In School – The Naked Futa Problem
Chapter Three: Randi’s Naked Futa Solution
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2019
Randi Bjork Week, Wednesday
I leaned my cum-coated body against my futa-lover, Keisha Rowbottom. The older, sexier Black futa also taught English and coached my debate club at Rogers College. She had arranged for just about every futa in the school to fuck me during the lunch break.
They’d cum in my pussy. My asshole. My mouth. I gulped down gallons of their jizz. Was coated in it. My large breasts swayed. Futa-spunk matted my blonde hair. I felt utterly soiled by it. I was getting her clothes dirty as I clung to her arm.
“Where are we going?” I moaned, still disoriented from the passion of the gangbang.
“Faculty bathroom,” she said, giving me an angelic smile. She’d just watched so many futas fuck my twenty-year-old flesh and didn’t think I was a slut. She’d witnessed me at my most wanton and shameful and didn’t despise me.
The entire college had witnessed it.
Thanks to Guanting Chan, the head of the A/V club, it was broadcasted across the campus and streamed on the internet. They were even going to produce it as a porno and sell it to raise more money for the college, joining the collection of other student-starred pornos they’d been producing.
The changes to America in the last few years were sweeping. It was hot that naughty coeds could make porn and have the school’s administration support them.
“Do you think this fixed the problem?” I asked as she produced a key from her skirt pocket. She unlocked the faculty restroom and pressed it open. It was near their breakroom. I had never been in here.
“We’ll find out,” she said. “But first, let’s get you clean.”
“Thanks,” I said as she locked the door behind her.
It was a surprisingly boring location. The faculty bathroom had this air of mystique about it, but it was just a single-use bathroom. There were a toilet and a urinal, for those futa-professors like Keisha, a sink, and in the corner was an open shower, the floor draining there.
I staggered to it, grabbing the handles while my lover’s clothing rustled. I glanced back at her and smiled as she stripped naked. She was a sexy, older futa. She had a decade on me and I didn’t care. We didn’t have to hide our love any longer. We kept it from the students—from my best friend—but that was our choice.
My choice.
Shame rippled through me.
That heat was swallowed by the delight of seeing Keisha’s teardrop-shaped breasts come into view when she doffed her bra. Her coffee-brown tits had a delicious sway to them. They were firm but not as round as some girls or futas. They were lovely, her darker nipples thrusting hard before her.
I smiled as she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, her Black cock tenting the front of her lilac panties. They were cunt differently than a girl’s pair, giving room for that extra bit that made futas so special.
Their clit-dicks.
I groaned as hers sprang into view. She shoved down her panties, her cock popping out, throbbing before her. I groaned in delight. My hips wiggled from side to side, cum dribbling out of my pussy as she stepped out of her panties. Her dick thrust from her thick bush, hiding the pink folds of her pussy.
“Mmm, you are the best, you know that?” I asked her.
“It’s easy to be your best for the girl you love,” she said, sauntering to me.
“Even after all that?” I asked.
She stopped before me. She had a few inches in height on me. I felt the tip of her girl-dick nudging my cum-coated belly. “Even after all of that.”
She reached past me and turned on the shower. I gasped as a spray of cold water hit me before the warm rushed to join it. My shivers turned to sighs of delight. I leaned my head back into the spray, letting it soak my blonde curls and wash the jizz off of me. Rivulets of water spilled over my shoulders and down my face. They ran down my large breasts, plowing into the ropy strands of cum adorning my body.
I turned, letting the spray fall on my tits now. I groaned as Keisha’s hands slid over my ivory tits, washing off the pearly spunk. It came off with ease, even the parts that had dried to silvery flakes. Her touch was as hot as the water.
And far, far naughtier.
I stared into her dark eyes as I shivered. My hips wiggled back and forth as her fingers danced over my tits. She brushed my pink nipples, sending jolts of passion down to my pussy. I groaned, my twat clenching. The heat surged through me.
I purred in delight. My heart pounded in my chest as her fingers reached my nipples. She tweaked them. Twisted them. She tugged on them. I groaned, my nipples throbbing and aching. That wonderful pleasure surged down my cunt to my twat.
“Mmm, there’s more of me that’s dirty than my tits,” I purred.
“And?” she asked before ducking down and sucking on a nipple that still had a bit of futa-cum on them.
I groaned as she nursed. Her lips hollowed around my nub. I groaned, my hips wiggled back and forth. My snatch clenched tight. Her lips were so naughty. Her hands stroked down to my belly, washing off the jizz.
I cooed in delight, the water sweeping down my side, my back. It spilled over my rump. It washed the spunk out of my crack and dribbled down to my cunt. I had so much jizz buried inside my pussy. I rested my hands on her dark shoulders. My pale fingers clung to her.
“Keisha!” I moaned as her tongue swirled around my nipple. “I love you. I hope you know that.”
Her mouth popped off my nub. “I do.”
She stroked my sides as she sank down to her feet before me. Her hands slid over my hips, helping to wash off the stains of cum. I stared down at her, water running over my left breast. Beads dripped from my nipple. Her hands slid down to my thighs, washing them as I wiggled back and forth.
“Mmm, there’s a lot of cum in you,” she purred and leaned forward.
“Dozens of loads,” I moaned. “I lost track.”
“So did I,” she moaned. “Lucky for me, cleaning you up is something I can do as a professor since this was a debate club sponsored event and taking care of you is my responsibility.”
“Lucky me,” I gasped. We couldn’t have sex on our college’s property or at school events, but we were free off-campus thanks to the rule changes my friend, Staci, got the college to implement.”
I gasped as my lover nuzzled into my shaved pussy. Her lips pressed into my cunt. I groaned as she kissed my vulva. She smooched up and down my slit. I shuddered, the water caressing my body as she loved my twat.
Her kisses smooched over my pussy lips. She brushed my clit. The cum deep inside of me leaked out. She groaned and then her tongue slid out. I felt her gathering the futas’ jizz as she lapped through my folds.
It sent such a heady rush through me.
This wild passion.
I groaned, my hips wiggling from side to side as she licked and lapped at my cunt. She teased me. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. Her tongue thrust into the depths of my cunt. It was incredible. I whimpered. My heart pounded in my chest. My hips wiggled back and forth. This heady rush of heat surged through me.
My eyes fluttered. Her tongue darted through my folds. She teased me. She licked at me. Her tongue licked and lapped through my naughty bits. This amazing heat had me bucking and shuddering. My breasts jiggled as she feasted on me.
“Keisha!” I gasped. “Do you…? Do you really like licking all that cum out of my twat?”
“So much!” she moaned. “Mmm, we’re both showing off our kinky sides to each other, aren’t we?”
“Yes!”
It was such a wonderful thing to do. To share this with her. I groaned as I felt her tongue darting in and out of my folds. She teased me. She thrust her tongue deep into my twat. She stirred her tongue around inside of me. My hips danced back and forth. I groaned as she gripped my rump. She pulled my twat against her mouth.
My orgasm built and built as she licked me. She drove her tongue in and out of my flesh. That amazing treat surged through me. I shuddered, whimpering, my hips dancing from side to side. It was the best thing in the world.
The delight that would have me screaming my head off. I couldn’t wait to experience it. I shuddered, my heart pounding faster and faster. This wicked delight built and built in my twat. It would have me gasping, moaning, crying out in rapture. It would be incredible. I shuddered, eager for it. Savoring it. This amazing rush that would devour me.
“Keisha!” I gasped. “I’m going to cum!”
“Good!” she moaned.
Her tongue fluttered through my folds. She scooped out all the cum inside of me. She cleaned my pussy and drove me wild. My clit brushed her nose. Sparks exploded through me. I shuddered and whimpered. This heat swept through me. It was this incredible delight.
I ground my twat across her face. Her tongue felt incredible. It was amazing. She stroked my pussy lips. My clit. She plundered me everywhere. My breasts heaved, water flying from my nipples. I quivered, on the edge of exploding.
“Yes, yes!” I howled. “Oh, Keisha!”
I came. My pussy convulsed. My twat writhed and convulsed. The pleasure surged through my flesh. I grabbed her weave of dark hair. I held on tight as the ecstasy burned through my flesh. My cunt convulsed, bathing her face with my juices.
“Love you!” I moaned.
“Mmm, drench me in that love!” she moaned and pressed her face into my twat.
I grabbed the shower plumbing for support. I gripped the stainless steel as the waves of ecstasy rippled through my body. The waves slammed into my mind. They drowned my thoughts. Stars burst across my vision.
“Keisha!”
She rose before me, kissing me. Her teardrop-shaped breast pressed into my large, soft tits. She pressed me back until I felt cold tiles in my back. I tasted my tangy passion on her mouth. I savored the flavor while her girl-dick throbbed against my belly.
This was incredible. I was dizzy from this passion. I trembled as she drew back her hips. Her cock dragged down my stomach. I felt it teasing me. It made me shudder. I groaned as she pressed it into my pussy lips.
She thrust into me.
I broke our kiss, gasping, “Keisha, the rules!”
“I don’t care,” she moaned as her cock rammed into me. “I’m going to make love to my sexy girlfriend.”
I grinned at her, my hands cupping her dark face while my pussy spasmed around her thick futa-cock. “I love you so much.”
She kissed me again as she drove into my convulsing twat. My orgasm burst through me again. Her thick cock filled me. I hooked my left leg around her hip, clutching to her as our tongues dueled. We kissed each other with wild passion.
Her dick’s thrust kept the pleasure rippling through me. My flesh spasmed around her while our tongues dueled. The shower splashed on her side, the spray hitting my skin. Little drops of heat that made me shudder.
Our tongues dueled.
Our nipples kissed.
She thrust her cock faster and faster into my pussy. My convulsing flesh welcomed her every thrust. I reveled in it. This wonderful heat swept through me. I groaned, my heart thundering beneath my breasts, pumping passion through me.
I kept cumming.
It was amazing.
My mind drank in the bliss as she buried deep and hard into me. She plunged again and again into me. Her thick cock pleasured me. I clung to my dark lover. I savored her, my cunt spasming around her futa-dick.
She broke the kiss, panting, “Randi!”
“Yes, yes!” I moaned in delight. “Ooh, Keisha, give it to me. Unload that cum in me.”
“I’m getting there,” she panted. “You’re pussy… It’s incredible.”
“Mmm, even after all those futas used it?” I gasped.
“Especially after all those futas!” she groaned, her hands grabbing my ass, squeezing and kneading my wet tush.
I grinned at her, another orgasm bursting through me.
The pleasure swept through me, churned by her dick plunging into me again and again. She buried hard and deep into me. It was incredible to experience. The bliss washed over me. I shuddered, my pussy welcoming her girl-cock into my depths.
I wanted her jizz firing into me.
I clutched to her, my hand sliding down her wet back. I grabbed the delicious swell of her rump, pulling tight on her. She slammed into me. She drove her girl-dick deep into my twat. I groaned, my pussy clenching down on her.
“Keisha!” I whimpered. “Oh, Keisha, yes, yes! Cum in me! I want to feel you leaking out of me all day!”
“Randi!” she groaned.
She slammed into me. Her dick buried deep into my convulsing twat. She filled me to the hilt as the pleasure raced out of me. She groaned into the nape of my neck, pressing her body tight against me. Our nipples brushed.
Her cum fired into my twat.
I gasped at the first blast of her futa-cum into my snatch. That wonderful heat surged through me. My head tossed back and forth. My pussy convulsed, writhing around that thick dick. I whimpered and groaned. I reveled in this amazing bliss.
It swept through me. It was incredible. A fierce heat that had me bucking and trembling. My eyes squeezed shut against the bliss. My pussy rejoiced. This amazing delight surged through my body. It was incredible.
A treat.
“Oh, Randi,” she moaned as my pussy milked her cock dry. I wrung out every drop of her cum. I shuddered against her, clinging tight. “Oh, my delicious Randi.
“Keisha,” I whimpered, squeezing my eyes shut. “I’m so glad I have you.”
She panted against me as my orgasm peaked. I hit that pleasurable pinnacle and then descended. I held her. This day was so wild. I couldn’t believe all we’d done. It was such an intense delight. I held her tight.
My fingers rubbed up and down her back, tracing the water sheeting down her skin. My body buzzed in delight. She kissed at my neck for a minute or so before she broke away. She pulled out of me, both of us groaning.
“We should get to class,” she said. “I told them we’d be late, but…”
I smiled. “Right. Besides, we have to see if this work.”
“It did. You’ll see.”
She had planted towels in here already. We dried each other off with the fluffy delight. Then she dressed while I trembled, her cum filling my pussy. A tiny bit of her passion leaked out, but I was keeping myself clenched tight.
I wanted to savor it in me.
“I love you, Keisha,” I said, wanting to tell her one last time before we had to put up the facade of student and professor.
She smiled at me, cupped my chin, and kissed me.
I floated down the hallway beside her after that kiss. My self-control slackened and a line of futa-cum dribbled down my thighs. My bare feet padded on the floor while her heels clicked. It was quite in the halls with classes going on.
We reached her class and she opened the door.
“Thank you, Ms. Rowbottom,” I said and stepped into thunderous applause.
“There she is!” cheered Liese, the busty, blonde futa was on her feet, clapping hard. I remembered her fucking me during the gangbang. “There’s our captain. She’s going to lead us to crush Bethel on Saturday!”
“Yes, she is!” whooped Annalee. My best friend grinned at me. “Mmm, you got naughty. I came twice watching.”
“It was hot fucking your ass!” said Marion Steele. She had a big grin on her face.
“You’re my heroine, Randi,” whimpered Tina Walker. “I can’t believe it. You took on all those futas while it was broadcast. I wish I’d thought of that!” She’d been chosen the first week of the Program.
“Okay, okay,” Ms. Rowbottom said, waving her hands. “We need to calm down so Miss Bjork can practice her opening.”
I shuddered. Here it was. The moment of truth. No vibrators churning in my pussy. No cock fucking me. Just all their eyes upon my naked flesh. I took the note cards Annalee handed me from my bag. I glanced down at them and looked up.
The words poured out of me. A blur of sounds. I was not only speaking with confidence, but I was speed talking. In debate, you had only a limited amount of time, so you had to cram as much of your ideas as you could into it. Everyone would have your speech printed out to follow along. My words tumbled out of me.
I did it. I had shown the world who I was. How depraved and kinky my fantasies were. They hadn’t rejected me. I felt so relaxed up here naked. I got through my opening speech and felt so elated as they cheered me on.
None of them thought I was filthy or disgusting. They thought I was a hot and sexy girl.
“We are going to kick Bethel’s skanky asses!” cheered Liese.
I grinned with her. Yes, we would.
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Saturday
Thursday and Friday passed in a blur of prep and sex. I was in the Program, and I enjoyed myself. Keisha didn’t mind, in fact she ate out my pussy full of cum twice once we were at her place. I might have to keep finding a few, discreet futas to fuck me to feed my lover’s kinky appetite.
I was relaxed as I moved through the halls. I didn’t mind the gropes. It made me hot and wet, but the shame didn’t keep me from speaking. I could finally give back those retorts when futas said something wicked to me.
“Hey, Randi, what do you like better: up your ass or your cunt?” Shelena asked me once, cumming up and cupping my ass.
“Mmm, Pussy, Shelena, but which one do you prefer when the football team gangbangs you? Ass or pussy?”
“I don’t let them gangbang me,” Shelena muttered. If she were White, I bet her cheeks would be blushing red. “I’m the quarterback.”
“Right, so you must like bending over and taking it up the ass,” I said, giving her a sweet smile. “You just enjoy that big futa-dick slamming into you from behind.”
A snigger echoed across the hallway. She stalked off stiffly.
“Yep, that’s that gait of a futa who just took a massive dick up her ass,” I called.
Annalee giggled beside me. “You are so bad, Randi.”
I winked at her.
It was perfect. I was ready for the debate game. I wanted to go with Keisha to the meet, but it would be suspicious. It was the last thing I felt guilty about. Especially with Annalee. I didn’t know how to tell her that I’d been dating our debate coach in secret for nearly a year.
“I can’t believe you’re going naked to the meet,” she said as she drove us towards Bethel College where the meet was being held.
“Maybe not the brightest idea I’ve ever had,” I admitted. “Thank goddess for your heater works. I thought my nips would freeze off racing from my front door to your car.”
She shook her head. It was the end of January and there was a frost over everything still in shadows. Half of the evergreen trees flashing by glistened and the other half dripped water from the morning sun.
“Least I wore shoes,” I said.
She shook her head. “Well, I guess you had to give Bethel some sort of advantage. Or they would all be whining about how you cheated when we kick their asses.”
I grinned and nodded.
We reached Bethel soon. Luckily, Annalee was kind enough to drop me off at the curb. I darted to the door and burst inside. “Thank fucking Goddess,” I moaned as the heat swirled around me. “They must have the Program here.”
“Oh, wow, I didn’t know that one of the Rogers debaters would be naked,” said a person with a slight, British accent. I glanced over to see an Indian futa I didn’t know, her skin a rich-brown. She wore a fuzzy sweater and a plaid skirt that fell well past her knees.
I opened my mouth to say something when the shame hit me. She was from Bethel. She hadn’t seen me get wild. She hadn’t seen me get gangbanged. I wanted to say something, but my tongue felt like lead and panic swirled through me.
“You okay?” she asked, giving me a soft smile. “I guess I’d be pretty embarrassed if I had to go naked all day. I mean, wow, your tits are lovely.”
The futa stared at my breasts with hunger in her eyes. She flicked up and down me, making me shiver. I whimpered. I wanted to flee and hide. I wanted to cover my big tits. My heart thundered in my chest as I felt her gaze leering at me.
This couldn’t be happening.
I swallowed as she moved towards me. “Is it the same rules for our Program. Can I touch your tits or…?” She flexed her fingers. “Maybe I shouldn’t. I mean, we’re opponents.”
My humiliation swelled through me. She didn’t think I was good enough to be touched. That hot ache formed in the depths of my pussy. My nipples throbbed. They were hard now, and not from the cold. I swallowed, my entire body trembling.
This was insane.
“Chandra!” someone called.
I shuddered as the futa turned her head towards presumably where the debate event was being held. She glanced back at me, her eyes flicking up and down my body. “Well, I hope you’re more talkative during the event unless… You’re just here to distract us.”
Her words almost made me flinch. She saw me as just a whorish thing. Something filthy and naughty. A shameful slut just here to show off her big breasts and juicy pussy. My fingers flinched. I wanted to cup my breasts and jiggle them in her face.
“Randi?” Annalee called from behind me as Chandra turned away and headed into the room. “Randi, you’re shaking.”
I turned to my friend and threw my arms around her shoulder when she got close. “We have a big problem.”
“What?” she asked. “Oh, no. Don’t tell me your issue’s back.”
I nodded my head.
“I thought you kicked its ass.”
“Yeah, me too.”
“Shit,” she muttered. “Come on. Let’s go talk to Ms. Rowbottom. I bet she can help you out.”
My friend held my hand and led me into the room where the event was held. It was a large classroom, not an auditorium. Debate events weren’t exactly the most popular type of competition. We didn’t attract the attention of a football or basketball game.
Which was sad since at least our event was scholastic in nature. Unlike sports teams.
At the front were where our teams would sit. Three desks that were angled to face each other and the crowd. The judges’ seats were at the front with the audience behind them. I shuddered as everyone looked at me. There were more than just students here. There were their parents.
I saw older women and futas staring at me in shock or interest. My cheeks burned as my large breasts jiggled and heaved. They all saw my shameful, whorish body on display. Could they see how wet I was becoming? The heat dribbled out of my pussy. That juicy, creamy trickle that was matting my bush and coating my inner thighs. I must be gleaming with my wanton excitement.
“Hey,” Liese said, the blonde futa leering at me. “Mmm, love those tits, Randi.”
“Knock that off,” Annalee muttered. “Where’s Ms. Rowbottom?”
“Bathroom, I think.” Liese glanced over at me. “Why?”
Annalee arched her eyebrow.
“Oh, fuck.” Liese moved closer to me. “Randi, what’s the big deal? You should be past it. You were gangbanged before the entire student body and…”
“Is this the whole of your team,” a voice asked.
I whirled around to see a tall futa in a bronze blouse and a long skirt, the start of a bulge tenting the front of her dress as she glanced at my large breasts. I shuddered, feeling the quiver of my pillowy flesh from the slight tremble racing through me.
“Is she a member?” the futa asked.
“Randi Bjork,” said Annalee, “our captain. She was chosen for our college’s Program this week. You know… School event.”
“Right, right,” said the judge, her eyes salivating over my tits. “I’m sure she is a credit to your team.”
I wanted to say something, a witty retort, but my tongue was tangled by the humiliation. She was seeing me as a slut and… and… Panic swelled through me. My entire body shook. My breath quickened. I sucked in the air too quickly as the judge walked away.
“Okay, just breathe,” muttered Annalee. “Just breathe. You’re okay. Just breathe. There you go.”
I drew in breaths as I leaned over, bracing my hands on my knees. I was so aware of everyone looking at me. My breasts swayed with the rise and fall of my tits. The world spun around me. I could hear everyone talking. Spots of darkness danced before my vision.
“Goddess, it’s almost time,” muttered Liese. “Their team’s ready.”
I glanced up to see Chandra at the middle desk, their captain. The Indian futa was glancing at me along with another futa, slender and white with her blonde hair gathered at the nape of her neck. Blue eyes raked my body. They whispered to each other.
Probably thought I was an utter slut.
The third member was a girl who had her arms folded and shot dagger at me. She had glasses on and her bust did not seem developed at all. Small breasts that her loose blouse did little to flatter. Why did everyone have to stare at me?
“Okay,” Ms. Rowbottom said, “what’s wrong with Miss Bjork?”
“We have to postpone,” hissed Annalee. “She’s having her issues.”
Ms. Rowbottom groaned in what sounded like realization. “All these strangers here.”
“Maybe we could ask to play a short video,” muttered Liese. “Show off her gangbang.”
“The A/V club is still editing the footage together,” said Annalee. “I talked to Guanting yesterday. I, uh, wanted my copy and…” My friend’s words trailed off. “Well, it’s not coming today. It won’t help us. Her.”
“Shit,” Liese muttered again.
“Language, Ms. Haber,” muttered my futa-lover. “Okay, I’ll think of—”
“Thank you for coming,” a voice said over the loudspeaker. It was the head judge who’d just ogled me. “Ms. Rowbottom, you need to take your seats. I’m sure you’ve prepped your students enough for the event.”
Ms. Rowbottom shot me this hopeless look. She swallowed and then retreated. Across from us, the other team was taking their seats. We had to do the same, but I stood there helpless, my mind struggling to come up with a solution. Something that would get me out of this. There had to be some rule. Something I could exploit.
I was in the Program. What did that mean for my responsibilities? Could I get out of being naked?
No.
“Excuse me, Miss Randi Bjork,” the head judge said. “You need to sit down. Unless there’s something you need to ask.”
Something I could ask…
My eyes widened. I stared at the judge and, with the mightiest effort, forced my leaden tongue to move. My lips opened wide as I shouted out, “Relief!”
The head judge blinked. “Relief, Miss Bjork, for…”
I wanted to keep speaking, to explain myself, but I felt all those eyes on me. I trembled, swallowing, struggling to form the words that I needed to make. I had to give my argument. This was a debate event.
“It’s part of the Program at our college,” Ms. Rowbottom said, coming to our rescue. “She can ask for relief because of the stresses going naked can impose on a young woman.”
“Relief?” the judge asked. “What sort of relief?”
“Sexual relief,” Ms. Rowbottom said, glancing at me. “She can masturbate or have volunteers satiate herself.”
“You are a genius,” whispered Annalee.
I nodded and moved across the stage. I felt that rising, wanton, whorish ache swelled through my flesh. I was about to do something naughty. My tongue felt looser as I stared at Chandra and the blonde futa on her team. I thrust a hand between my thighs and fingered my twat.
It was enough.
“What do you say, Chandra?” I asked, plunging a digit deep into my cunt. “Do you want to get your dick wet in my pussy?” I pulled out my finger, showing off the glistening cream. “Do you have a futa-dick big enough to satiate my pussy? How about you, blondie?”
The Indian futa bolted to her feet. Her cock tented her plaid skirt. She swallowed and then glanced over at the blonde futa. “Well, Daisy?”
Daisy, the slender, blonde futa nodded with an eager smile.
“Well, I mean,” the head judge said. “I guess we have to allow her to do it. We need this to be a fair competition.”
“Mmm, so fair,” I purred. “Come on, get naked. Let me see those big cocks. Mmm, you’re both going to make me cum so hard.”
“Futas,” muttered the girl on their team, glaring daggers at me.
I winked at her, feeling so free right now. And once everyone saw how much of a whore I could be, I would be able to perform. My pussy dripped juices, overwhelming my bush. The trickles ran down my thighs as the two futas raced to strip naked.
Chandra popped off her sweater. She had a blouse underneath with a tie. She loosened that and then attacked the buttons, her round tits coming into view. Like many futas, she didn’t bother with a bra. She had delicious tits, looking so appealing with her reddish-brown skin. Her nipples were a darker hue, thrusting hard at me.
I purred in delight, tweaking both of my nubs. My hips wiggled back and forth, the rush of delight rippling through me. My cunt was on fire. Juices dribbled down my thighs. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest. My toes flexed against the floor.
Daisy had small breasts. Little cones that were just so cute. Her pink nipples were as small as buttons. She had a rosy blush to her cheeks as she shoved down her long skirt, her futa-cock tenting a pair of schoolgirl-white panties. Then she shoved those off. Her cock bobbed out long, and slender.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” I said, grabbing her dick and stroking it. “You want to do something really wild with this dick, don’t you?”
She nodded, this eager look in her eyes.
I fell to my knees before her and nursed on her cock while Chandra struggled to strip the rest of the way naked. Her round breasts jiggled as she unzipped her plaid skirt. She had pantyhose on underneath, the dark nylons clinging to her pink panties holding her futa-dick. I watched her stripping out of the corner of my eye while I nursed on Daisy’s cock.
Daisy grabbed my hair, holding tight to my blonde locks while she fucked my mouth. Her small breasts quivered over her head. Chandra rolled her nylons off with care, clearly not wanting any runs. She peeled them off then shoved down her panties in a rush.
“You can fuck her hard, Chandra!” a supportive parent cried from the audience.
Chandra blushed and adjusted her glasses.
I popped my mouth off Daisy’s cock and turned to Chandra. The futa trembled. She was my age or maybe a year older. She had this quivering look of fear and awe in her eyes. She had never done anything like this before.
I grabbed her hips and pushed her back onto her desk. “Mmm, your big cock is going to make my pussy feel good, isn’t it?”
“Y-yes,” she moaned, her round breasts quivering.
“That’s what I thought, sexy futa,” I purred and mounted the desk, straddling her.
She gasped as I slid my arms around her head. I pressed her face into my large breasts. She moaned in delight, the rims of her glasses rubbing on my tits. Her futa-dick thrust upward, prodding at my pussy’s entrance.
I slid her clit-dick home in my pussy while gazing out at the crowd. At my futa-lover. Ms. Rowbottom smiled, nodding her head. Her cock tented her skirt. I would love her so hard tonight. She was amazing. I was so glad I had her.
My futa-dick engulfed every inch of Chandra’s cock. She moaned into my tits, her dick throbbing inside of me. I wiggled back and forth, savoring her girth in me. A ripple of pleasure shot through me as I threw a look over my shoulder.
“Now your turn,” I purred to the blonde. “Slide your dick into my pussy, Daisy.”
“What?” gasped the slender blonde. “But… but… Chandra’s already in you.”
“What a slut,” the third team member said.
“That’s right,” I moaned. “I’m a slut, and I want both your dicks in me. Stretch me out.”
Daisy sprang forward. I didn’t know if I could do this, but neither were the biggest futas I’d fucked. I bet I could take them both in my twat. I wanted to find out. I shuddered as I felt Daisy’s dick nudging at the entrance to my pussy. She pressed in right there, thrusting hard.
I gasped as my pussy lips widened. Her girl-dick pressed into me, stretching and stretching me open with Chandra’s shaft. Pleasure surged through me. This wild passion that rushed through me. I couldn’t believe how intense this felt.
More and more of her futa-dick penetrated me. I groaned, my cunt squeezing down on both their cocks as Daisy’s penetrated into my depths. My head shook from side to side, feeling it sliding into me, joining Chandra’s already in me.
“Oh, wow,” gasped Chandra. She pulled her head from my tits, her dark eyes widening. “Daisy!”
“I know!” Daisy whimpered as her cock slid home in me. I felt her blonde bush rubbing into my rump. “That’s incredible. She’s so tight.”
“Yes, yes,” I gasped and raised my body up with my thighs.
My pussy slid up both their dicks. I felt their two shafts in me. It was an incredible delight. They stretched me open. My cunt quivered about them. I whimpered and then slammed down both their futa-cocks, taking them to the hilt in me.
The friction was incredible. My pussy drank it in. The flutter of delight washed through me. I whimpered, stirring my hips from side to side. My cunt rejoiced, drinking in this amazing caress of their hot cocks filling my twat.
“Oh, yes, yes,” I whimpered. “Oh, that’s good. Mmm, how do you like that? Huh? How do you like being in my naughty pussy!”
“Amazing!” whimpered Chandra. Her dark-red hands cupped my ivory tits. She squeezed them. She leaned in and sucked on my pale, pink nipple.
I gasped, my cunt clenching down on both their dicks, squeezing them together in my twat as I slid down their girths. The pleasure rippled through me. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest. I shook my head from side to side, reveling in this amazing passion.
Two futa-dicks were in me.
My clit throbbed when I bottomed out on them, Chandra’s wiry pubic hair teasing my labia and bud. She sucked hard on my nipple, worshiping it while her hands kneaded my big tits. I groaned, riding their dicks faster.
Daisy thrust into me as I rose up. She buried to the hilt in me, her cock sliding past Chandra’s. The Indian futa moaned around my nub. I groaned, my toes curling. As Daisy drew back, I slammed my hips down, chasing her shaft.
“Oh, that’s hot,” gasped Daisy. Her hands grabbed my hips. “Oh, wow, Randi, your pussy’s so hot.”
“Mmm, are you going to cum in my pussy?” I asked, glancing at my futa-lover.
Ms. Rowbottom watched with hungry eyes.
“Are you going to fire your futa-jizz into my cunt?” I moaned. “Mix it with Chandra’s spunk.”
“Hell, yes!” gasped Daisy.
She thrust again as I reached the pinnacle of their dicks. She buried into me, sliding past Chandra’s. Then she pulled back as I slammed down, massaging half my pussy in a way different from Chandra’s cock. It was incredible. My silky flesh squeezed them together. They both throbbed inside of me.
Chandra moaned. Her fingers dug into my tits. She sucked hard on my nipple. The jolts of electricity zapped down to my cunt stuffed with their dicks. The desk creaked. My blonde hair danced around my head as everyone watched.
“That’s it, Chandra,” the futa’s parent called. “Please that White whore.”
“She is a big whore,” Ms. Rowbottom said with pride.
I shuddered and beamed at her. “Oh, yes, yes, I love having big futa-dicks in me. I’m going to cum on both your cocks and milk you dry!”
“Yes!” Daisy moaned, her hips thrusting forward, driving her dick deep into my cunt. Her furry bush smacked into my rump.
My pleasure built faster and faster. I shuddered, my hips stirring from side to side as I brought myself closer and closer to that wonderful moment of my orgasm. I squeezed my cunt around on Daisy’s dick spearing into me while working up and down Chandra’s cock.
They were both in me. Stimulating me. My moans echoed. Chandra sucked hard on my nipples. Her finger kneaded my heavy tits. My clit drank in her wiry pubic hair. Everything was driving me closer and closer to my orgasm.
“Watch me cum on their dicks!” I howled to the audience.
“I’m watching!” Liese called.
Ms. Rowbottom winked at me.
I shuddered, sliding up Chandra’s dick as Daisy’s slammed to the hilt in me again. I chased her futa-cock, sliding down Chandra’s girth. The Indian futa moaned about my nipple while my pussy drank in the friction.
It was incredible. My body quivered.
I came.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled as my pussy went wild about both their cocks.
I stayed impaled on Chandra’s dick while Daisy fucked me. I held the Indian futa to my breasts as the pleasure rippled through my body. The waves of rapture swept through me as my cunt convulsed around both their dicks.
“Oh, yes, Randi!” moaned Daisy as she slammed into me. “Oh, yes, yes!”
“Cum in me!” I moaned. “Flood me with all your jizz! Mmm, you’re both such sexy futa!”
Chandra squealed around my nipple. Her futa-dick erupted in me. I felt it pulsing as her hot jizz spurted into my depths. Daisy gasped and slammed to the hilt in me, sliding up her teammate’s erupting girl-cock.
“Yes!” howled Daisy.
More cum spurted into me. My pussy writhed around their exploding dicks. Two streams of girl-jizz splashed against my cervix. Their mix of futa-spunk swirled around inside my double-stuffed twat. My mind melted beneath the onslaught of rapture that rippled out of my cunt.
It was incredible.
I was a slut, and everyone saw me. They both groaned as they flooded me with all their jizz. My cunt wrung them dry. I hit that wonderful plateau of rapture. I hung there at the pinnacle of my ecstasy. And then I collapsed.
“Oh, my goddess, I needed that relief!” I moaned as Daisy ripped her girl-dick out of me.
“I need it,” muttered the head judge, her cheeks flaming. “So you’re ready to begin.”
“Yes, I am,” I said with ease.
With futa-cum dripping out of me, I delivered my opening with flawless speed. I felt so naughty as their jizz ran down my thighs. My opponents were a little more wooden, their cheeks blushing. I flustered them a bit. Knocked them off their game. I didn’t mean to, it wasn’t like we needed the edge, but they both were just staring at me with these looks of puppy dog love. The third member of the team, Brenda, was aggressive and won the most points for her team as she glared at me.
I didn’t care. I could hold my head high after doing something so shameful and slutty. There was nothing wrong with a girl having a good time and getting her cunt stretched out by two futas’ dicks.
With Annalee and Liese’s help, we won the event. Exhilaration shot through me. Our debate club was firing on all cylinders. Liese buried her face between my tits in celebration while I giggled. Annalee arched her eyebrow at me while Ms. Rowbottom watched on with a look of love and pride.
As things were winding down, I took my best friend aside and brought her to my futa-professor. Holding Annalee’s hand, I knew it was time to finally come clean to my friend. She had witnessed be doing every other act that had me embarrassed.
I could finally admit this last thing.
“Annalee,” I said, taking Ms. Rowbottom’s hand. “There is something I need to tell you. I’m dating Keisha.”
My futa-lover arched an eyebrow in surprise.
“Oh, that’s wonderful,” Annalee squealed, clapping her hands.
“For almost a year,” I added, my cheeks going pink. “I should have told you, but—”
Instead of the anger I expected, she hugged me tight and squealed in joy. I blinked, taken aback by her reaction. I hesitantly hugged her back, my cheeks burning bright as she bounced against me, my naked breasts rubbing into her blouse.
“You’re not mad I kept it from you?” I asked.
“Nope,” she said, breaking the hug. “You broke college’s rules and were secretly dating our professor. I get why you didn’t tell anyone. Mmm, in fact, it’s kinda hot.”
I smiled at her. “Um, would you like to watch us have sex?”
My friend winked at me.
I was glad I went into the Program. I learned a lot about myself, my emotions, and about my relationship with Keisha. It was stronger than I ever thought. It was deep and powerful and I didn’t want to lose her. I wanted to love her every day for the rest of my life.
I wanted to be her naughty, little slut.
To be continued in the next Naked in School Tale…
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