One day after the lunch period, Amber takes a gamble: that Talia is unflappable enough to just roll with it after finding someone underneath her desk. Amber sneaks into Talia's classroom and gets under Talia's desk and waits patiently on her knees.
Talia is not the first person back. A couple friendless losers who've got nothing better to do on their lunch break trickle in -- Gus, the kid from Wes's E-sports team whose parents make him wear a space helmet everywhere; Jason, another E-sports second-stringer afflicted with something like high-functioning autism; and, of course, Ophelia... who is perfectly happy to sit in the back corner of a classroom all through lunch, reading dense expositions by Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Heidegger.
When Talia herself arrives just a couple minutes before the bell, approaching the desk and pulling her rolling chair away to find Amber kneeling there in gym clothes, she does not so much as allow a single facial muscle to twitch -- does not betray any even momentary surprise as Amber grins toothily up at her. The only possible tell here is that Talia pauses for a brief instant at the moment of realization, before continuing, sitting at her desk and pulling up the rollcall sheet. When the tardy bell rings, Talia takes the roll per usual.
"Hunter Adelson."
"Here."
"Kylie Ander."
"Here."
"Gus Armo."
"Here." (Voice with sibilance like someone radioing back to Houston.)
Meanwhile, Amber rubs a hand sensually up and down Talia's thigh -- spends a moment or two playing with the hem of Talia's pencil skirt, too -- running her fingertips over it, darting her fingertips underneath it, smoothing the skirt back down again. Messing with Talia, really. Trying to elicit a reaction the way one might with a Buckingham Palace guard. Talia doesn't even glance down at her... but does communicate nonetheless. She slips her feet free of her flats and spreads her legs a little wider -- signal that she's happy to let Amber do whatever she may.
"Avery Sapir."
"Here."
"Jason Simmerman."
"Present."
"Amber Soliloquy."
Talia waits a natural length of time before crossing Amber's name off the list. Amber can't resist such an invitation, though. By way of nonverbally saying "here," Amber reaches under Talia's skirt and gropes her cock through her panties. She's pleased to find it half-hard already and making a little wet spot in the soft fabric. Talia goes rigid when Amber takes this new liberty, and although Amber can't see, the line Talia draws through Amber's name on the roll goes jaggedy at the instant Amber touches her there. She clears her throat and continues.
"Ophelia Soliloquy."
"I am here. I apologize on behalf of my sister for her truancy."
If only she knew. Amber starts to rub Talia's cock in circles with the flat of her palm. Talia responds warmly to this, slowly gyrating in her seat to encourage Amber further. By the time Talia finishes out the last few names on the list, she's fully hard and throbbing in her panties.
"I'm feeling a little ill today, so I thought we'd watch a movie," she tells the class. No one is going to be upset about that. She projects her PC to the smartboard and queues up a pirated copy of Black Robe. Not precisely a thrill-a-minute action fest. But the movies shown in school rarely are, and everyone knows having a movie day means a chance to fuck around on your phone, gossip with friends, nap, and generally slack off -- the real value of it. "There will be an essay assignment on this," she warns them, which inspires only the brownest nosed to pay attention. Ophelia folds her hands on top of her desk and watches the screen like a med school student observing in an operating theater.
The movie is loud enough that Amber can dare to whisper during moments of music or dialogue: "May I please be exempt from the essay, Ms. Berenstoin?"
"Ophelia. Please let your sister know that she will need to watch the movie on her own time and make up the essay."
"Mm," Ophelia murmurs, resolute.
"Aw, Snuggy Bear..." Amber says. "So mean. Maybe I shouldn't suck you off, huh."
Talia surreptitiously reaches under her desk and pushes Amber's face to her crotch. Amber does not expect it and gasps at the roughness, which fills her nose with the musky smell of Talia's genitals. It's a thick and pungent odor that seems to Amber to melt her brain from the inside out, turning off all of her higher reason. When after several lingering moments Talia allows her to pull off and breathe fresh air, Amber finds her nose and lips are wet, tainted with Talia's arousal -- marked by her scent.
Amber strokes each of Talia's legs from foot to calf to thigh and back again: over the silky fabric of Talia's knee-high socks, across the milky expanse of her bare upper leg, under her skirt, to the waistband of her suddenly too-tight panties. All the while she marvels at how feminine this body of Talia's is -- she would never, ever have guessed -- and yet this one remaining piece of Talia's masculine side is still there, a hard bulge in her underwear emitting such a lewd, male smell, rampant with lust, and ready to squirt her full of dirty cum. Amber's threat not to suck was empty. There's no way she could get this close to a cock like this and not suck it off.
Talia lifts her tailbone off the chair and slips her panties off her butt. Amber pulls them the rest of the way down, and Talia steps free of them when they reach the floor, first one foot, and then the other. Along the way, Amber's eyes remain peeled on Talia's now-freed penis. It points proudly up, its tip oozing a stream of viscous, translucent fluid. This cock of Talia's is so smooth and veinless and pale it looks almost fake. Yet it has such a vital heat to it and it leaks so disgustingly that it is unmistakably real.
Amber's attention is so wholly on the prong before her face that she doesn't notice Talia's foot between her knees until Talia starts using it to rub the crotch of her gym shorts. She lets out a breathy exhalation when she feels it, a burst of warm air through her nostrils that billows across Talia's already straining cock and makes it go twitchy in anticipation.
The salivary glands in Amber's mouth tingle the way they would when eating something spicy, producing an excess of saliva with nowhere to go. Her jaw drifts open of its own accord, her tongue lolls out, drool hangs in strands between her teeth and seeps down her chin, her eyes go vacant. And so, drawn by a sort of irresistible magnetic force, she swabs her wet lips and tongue across the underside of Talia's horny dick. Talia encourages Amber's empty-headed cock service by tickling her pussy even more. Though separated from it by the fabric of her socks and Amber's shorts, Talia can feel the squishiness of Amber's illegal cunt just fine as she wiggles her toes up and down. It's only enough to tease. To electrify Amber's little clit and make her wetter inside her shorts. To make her cocksucking all the more desperate.
The adoration Amber lavishes on Talia's girlcock is something like worship. She runs her lips, cheek, and nose all around it with no care whatsoever that it's messing up her face, leaving her all slimy and gross. She revels in the nastiness of it, in fact, a pig in slop. She sniffs and huffs and suckles and kisses, and is rewarded in her efforts with the way Talia's cock grows even larger and leakier, and burns even hotter against her skin. Amber cups a hand around Talia's tight balls, massaging them, and they loosen under her loving grip. Her frayed mind is a mantra of "cock, cock, cock" forming the background to little snippets of half-coherent thought: "I'm getting her ready to rape me," and "I hope she fucks me pregnant," and so on.
Talia casts her eyes across the classroom to ensure no one is watching, then whispers down at Amber: "suck me" -- a simple, direct, and firmly spoken command.
"Aaaahhhh," Amber coos dumbly, and swallows Talia's cock. Straight to the back of her throat, until her tongue can lick Talia's nuts. A dopey grin spreads across Talia's face at the warm wet confines of Amber's onahole gullet. She slumps in her chair and laces a hand through Amber's ginger hair, wave after wave of pleasure racing up her spine. Amber herself also needs some sexual relief, and reaches into her shorts to jill herself while she deepthroats. She gags a bit on Talia's length, but keeps the volume down, and the two enjoy a long, mostly silent onanistic bliss together, getting off in tandem, high on the rush of the insane risk this all entails.
No one in class is the wiser, so growing even more daring in her lust-induced haze, Amber strips. Right there underneath the desk, she pulls her tee and shorts clean off, to reveal she had no underwear on. She's so small, so flat-chested and rail-thin. Talia watches through half-lidded eyes, unable to say no -- and anyway, it's not any greater risk like this, not really -- her career would be over just as well were she caught letting a clothed student suck her off during class as a naked one. But it feels more risky anyway, somehow, inexplicably. More taboo.
Amber rests a cheek in Talia's lap and, wrapping a hand around the base of Talia's turgid dick, bobs her head up and down. Her cheek bulges cutely with Talia's cock poking at it from the inside.
Talia's hand is trembling with adrenaline as she unclasps her skirt's buckle, undoes the zipper on the side, and lets it unfurl. Naked from the hips down, she sits at her desk and lets her brain melt too. So Amber decides to give her a show, one good enough to cum for. She sits flat on her but and spreads her legs akimbo, soles pointing at the wall behind Talia's chair, so that her hairless pussy is on proud display. Then she starts to finger herself. Not inside her pussy, though, but in her tight, pale asshole. Amber's fingers wiggle and she anally masturbates for Talia's perverted pleasure while she finishes sucking Talia off.
Just as Amber wanted, this drives Talia over the edge. She grips the sides of Amber's head. Not gently. It's noisy, but Talia no longer cares, as she begins to fuck Amber's face. The wet slurping of Amber's mouth being used for a cocksleeve, her intermittent gagging, and the occasional squeak of the swivel chair's hydraulics... are not deafening, but some students do hear it, and confusedly glance Talia's way. Talia gamely hides the worst of her pre-orgasmic fuckface, but her mouth twitches a bit, her eyes droop a bit, her jaw slackens a bit.
"Are you okay, Ms. Berenstoin?" Someone asks.
"Ye-- yes..." she sighs, hips bucking wildly underneath her desk, Amber's tongue washing over her cock. "Just my... illness... that's all..."
Her jaw hangs open yet shivers as if hypothermic. She seats her cock balls-deep in Amber's throat pussy. Her ass lifts off the chair a couple inches, seeds Amber's tummy directly. In pulse after pulse, throb after throb, her cock squirts it smelly sperm right where Amber wanted it. The whole time, Amber never stops fingering her asshole, and her eyes roll back in an orgasm synced with Talia's.
Neither is close to spent following this thundering orgasm, but there is time to fool around before going again. Amber leans against the back wall of Talia's desk, sits with her feet flat on the ground and her knees cocked, and masturbates for Talia. Amber's face is a mess of spunk and spit. She smiles and giggles at her fun. The peep show keeps Talia nice and hard, her milky cock still raring to go. While watching Amber play with herself, she enjoys stepping on Amber's face. With one foot she presses the back of Amber's head against the wall of the desk. Amber responds by licking her there without reserve. The bottom of Talia's sock gets dirty with fuck fluids, and in turn Amber's face gets dirty with sweat and grime.
When the bell rings, and the students file out, some of them pause to tell Talia to get well soon. Ophelia is among them. Talia nods curtly.
Alone at last, with only a few minutes before the next period arrives, Amber hops up and straddles Talia with her knees on either side of Talia's lap. This is going to be quick and dirty.
"Do you want my pussy or my ass?" Amber asks, voice high pitched and nymphettish.
"Both," is Talia's simple reply.
Amber plunges herself down on Talia, spearing her cunt on Talia's dick. Getting cunt-fucked is the best, of course -- no other sex act can compare -- and it has to be raw, after all. Talia shamelessly gropes the globes of Amber's ass, spreading them, and using them as leverage to fuck up into Amber's teen body. Their union is wet, messy, and loud, the room echoing with plaps.
"This is really illegal, you know," Amber giggles, humping Talia. She struggles to speak with the exertion of fucking. "We get caught... if we get... caught... you'd be all over the news... you know?"
Talia rears back in her seat, pulling out of Amber, and slams her cock without warning into the depths of Amber's ass. Amber lets out a choking squeal, neck muscles going taut, and looks at the ceiling, dazed. But she regains her pace in no time, adjusting to the intrusion of Talia's cock inside her guts. Braced against the chairback, she cranes her neck the other way and looks lovingly at the union of their bodies. How red and raw her holes are from all this rape. How violently Talia's cock thrusts in and out. She loves being made into a fuckdoll like this.
"Next period's coming..." Amber says, smiling with an open mouth. "Better blow your load soon... Snuggy Bear~..."
Talia's face is hard to read, but she picks up her already jackhammer speed. Plapplapplapplapplapplap...
"You'll cum in my pussy... right?" Amber begs. As much as she loves getting sodomized, she really needs a thick load fermenting inside her ovaries. "I wanna feel it... I wanna feel you in my womb... I'm not safe today, but... I wanna get preggo off your dick... cum inside me..."
Up and down she bounces, and Talia is so lost in pleasure that she decides to indulge Amber's begging to be bred. Talia pulls out of Amber's asshole, letting it gape between her still-groping hands, and fucks Amber in the cunt again. The two lean back together, way back, the chair almost tipping from their combined weight. Beads of sweat drip from Amber's bangs and glisten on her pettanko chest. Talia lets her face go all stupid, moans and grunts, becomes truly a slave to the decadent feelings her cock is giving her. In a singsong voice, Amber goads her to cum: "knock me up... knock me up... fuck my womb, knock me up..."
When Talia reaches her climax, she hugs Amber tight to her chest. She holds Amber stock-still and moves only below the waist herself, as she wags her hips and fills Amber's tight fertile body full with baby batter.
Amber bites her lower lip and slurs, "oh fuuuuuuuuuck," a sigh that elongates until it seems to last forever. But fucked braindead as she may be, Amber still finds presence of mind to pinch her thumb and fingers together like a beak, and root them around inside her gaped asshole, while Talia stuffs her other lower orifice. With both fuckholes getting filled, she cums hard on Talia's spurting cock and nearly passes out.
Just in time. Amber has barely slunk under Talia's desk again when the first students arrive.
Talia gazes questioningly down at her, head tilted. Amber puts a finger to her lips -- "shhh" -- and winks and grins. Seems like she's stuck for at least one more class period. How will she pass the time?