Chapter 4 - Toilet Business

“You could wear this hot thong tomorrow, you know. I’m sure that everyone would enjoy the view.” He said, browsing private messages on her phone. 


“Mhmm..” She only let out a sound of agreement, quite busy at this point. Work wouldn’t do itself on it’s own.

“And a black bra. But remember to wear this white shirt of yours, so it’s all perfectly visible.” He smiled and then checked the messages to Shirley. “Oh you two were yesterday on a dinner?”

“Yehmh..” She nodded. The meeting went smoothly, she had quite a bit of fun with Shirley and her husband Charles. He was just one year older than them and had quite the sense of humour. Both of them would constantly choke with giggles. 

There was also her fiance, Warren. But somehow, he was dull the entire time and grew somewhat mad when she refused to go with him to his apartment after the entire thing. 

She was tired after a long, exhausting day of work. She didn’t have a moment to rest after she got home, immediately preparing for the night. ‘As if I can put all the makeup on in a second’

“This time you could also wear those hot black heels. You swing your ass like crazy in them.” Eventually, she grew annoyed and looked up at him. 

“I don’t really think you should be telling me what to do, Mark.” She spoke, separating her lips from the head of his cock and then licking her lips to get rid of the tin saliva string. 

“I think it’s how it should be. Now shut up and finish blowing me off, the class is about to start.” His hand ended in her hair and then pushed her back onto the meaty rod, forcing it down to the throat.

She long ago got rid of the gag reflex. Obediently, she continued to run her tongue across his shaft and then caressed the head, sucking it on it wildly afterwards. “Oh shit.. you’re so good at it.”

She used the same technique as on her husband, giving a careful service on it’s entire length, playing with the glans and then attacking the top with whorish fervor.

Then she felt the sharp grasp of his fingers, forcing her to back off and then pressing the swollen dick against her cheek. “Say Aaah..” 

“Aaaah..” She opened her mouth pointlessly, as the entire load landed on her forehead and eye, forcing to shut. Hot and thick, it covered the soft skin and quickly filled her nose with the stench.

“Good girl.. Now clean me up.” She nodded and then took it back into her mouth, running her smooth tongue across it’s entire length, collecting the salty remnants of his seed and then swallowing. 

Eventually, there was nothing left on it but saliva, therefore stopped it, looking at him with only one eye open. “Dry it with your hair.” He grinned loudly and then took out his own phone.

“Don’t you think you’re going too far?” She said and looked up at him with mildly annoyed, semen stained expression that only furtherly turned him on.

“Sure sure, shut up now and do your work, Cowtits.” She rolled her eyes and then began to dry it. Yet before she was fully done, ringing of the school bell echoed through the building. 

“Damn.. Do you have anything now?” He asked, taking a photo of her face, sluttily covered with a thick, rich load of his white seed. 

“I have free hour.. But I have to grade a few exams from other class. So if you could..” He grabbed her by the butt out of nowhere, squeezing the large chunks of meat with force and forcing her to let out a quiet squeak.

They were in the bathroom for teachers, it was pure luck that none of the other staff members was there. “Mark for fucks s-sake..” Her voice quivered, just alike her bottom.

“I am late anyway. Turn around and then kneel on the ground. Remember to rise your ass high into the skies.” He wouldn’t let her go however. A deep sigh of frustration escaped her lungs.

Eventually, she obliged and then turned around, spreading her hands to support them on the ground and rise her huge rearquarters into the air. 

“Oh yes..” Mark stared at monumental butt, running his hand smoothly across it. Beneath the thin, weakly transparent cloth were trapped giant backsides of his biology teacher, indecently covered by laced, red panties.

“Can we change position…” She pleaded quietly, her chin was just a bit before the floor, while her massive jugs had no other way to press against the cold, white tiles of the toilet stall.

“No. But you talk too much.” With inhuman excitation Mark grabbed the skirt and then pulled it down, revealing the redhead rear. Like a kid that unpacks his present, being unable to wait another seconds, he pulled down the panties of his teacher, painfully spreading the buttcheeks afterwards.

“Never thought I would see your fuckholes, Cowtits.” His voice was filled with indecent excitement as he then pulled the red fabric more, breaking the underwear. 

“That was my last pair of red ones…” She let out a quiet whine, eventually anger grew in her. “Listen. I’m tired of this and I have my work to do. I understand this is normal for humans sows  and a part of my teacher duties but I need to do something else now. So if you..”

“Shut up, Cowtits. Eat this and think about what new clothes you’ll need to buy if you want to be a slut.” He pushed the ruined panties into her mouth, taking a few seconds to press most of it in. 

And so she just stared at the tiles with strap of her panties hanging from her mouth, when his tongue ran across her vagina. 

She would surely need more G-strings. Thongs as well, he called them hot so she surely had to have a few if he wanted her to wear them. She will later ask for bikinis, they cover much more but might eventually be enough for him.

She felt the hot head of his dick at the entrance to her vagina, what made her swallow saliva loudly. Crotchless underwear would please him as well. Lingerie of all sorts.

She had clench her teeth, biting the panties with force and exhaling loudly in muffled manner, as the curled fabric in her mouth blocked the free movement of air. He was in.

“Oh shit, you’re tight for a milf teacher. I suppose that guy of yours is bad at it.” Her breathing turned shallow and ragged. His cock began to thrust in and out in rhythmic manner, sending waves of pleasure across the body. 

She could also buy a few more skirts, surely dark and partially transparent. Maybe some fully see through, she could order them on internet. Her hands slowly tired of supporting her entire body.

Her eyes opened widely when Caroline heard the doors open. Sound of steps reached her ears, as one of teachers entered. 

‘Please, take the other stall. Please.’ She begged in her mind, hoping that the boy would stop. She could let out a moan and they could get discovered. 

Her eyes opened widely, forcing her to exhale loudly and sharply, letting out a wave of hot hair, muffed by fabric in her mouth. 

“Hallo? Is anyone else there?” Feminine voice echoed in the small bathroom, while Mark slipped the finger deeper into her tight, unlubed ass. 

She did everything she could to not let out another sound, while his cock repeatedly hit against her bottom, making quiet slaps. 

‘What the fuck is he doing..’ She thought as the finger slipped deeper, causing her to let out another loud wave of hair. 

“Hallo?” She heard the voice again, feeling as tears slowly formed in corners of her eyes. 

Mark grabbed her  by the hair and then pulled up, taking her head away from the cold floor, mounting her on his lap as he sat on the seat. 

“Come on, Cowtits. Ride my dick.” He whispered silently into her head and then her hips began to move, jumping on his cock. The sound of her butt slapping against his legs was loud enough.

“Hallo.. Who is there? It’s teacher bathroom..” The other person took a few steps closer to their stall, her shoes were now visible in the small space below the doors. 

Mark let out a quiet hiss, heralding him coming soon. The boy, despite his sexual hunger, would always come early. 

She breathed heavily, knowing they would be soon spotted. 

“I’m coming in..” The voice exclaimed loudly and then she saw the handle move. She choked on the panties and then with hopeless, tortured expression stared at the doors. 

Mark grabbed Caroline by the large, uncovered udders and then, letting a loud moan, released a load of his thick seed into her vagina. 

The doors opened, letting a tall blonde woman to look at Caroline, drooling with pair of ruined red panties in her mouth, forehead and one eye covered with seed, while semen oozed from her vagina. 

The redhead only stared at the fellow teacher, looking like some kind of stray, street whore after a rape. With utter defeat she tried to mumble some kind of apology, still with red panties filling her mouth.

But the blonde only let out a loud shriek and let ran out. 

Caroline soon after hit the floor, as Mark unceremoniously pushed her down. Large udders hit against the floor, letting out a loud slap.

“Shit you’re good..” The boy released a few more drops onto her back and then moved over her, hiding the tool in his pants.

“Clean yourself up.”   She quickly rised from the ground, pulling up the skirt and  spitting out the panties, in rush washing her face. She didn’t need him to tell her that.

“And fix this situation somehow. Play stupid or deny what she saw, I don’t really care” He simply left the bathroom.

She threw the ruined underwear into a trash bin and adjusted her hair, trying to not look like a ruined slut. 

She could still play this somehow out. In this entire mess she didn’t spot who exactly saw her, it felt all blurry 

It won’t be easy to explain that. It will be physically impossible. She will just deny everything.

After all, what were the odds that she had sex with her own student, choking on her own panties in school?