Chapter 1098 Glory to the dark side?  Current Patreon Members:

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"Bitchslut!" Simone barked sharply, startling everyone else in the room. "Ass to the class! Move it!"

Heather was eager to leave "the scene of the crime," so shequickly assumed the position again. She'd already walked away from thedesk where she'd attached the object so as to draw attention away fromthere. After taking another couple of steps away, she stopped and stuckher ass high up into the air.

Her nipples had been exposed from time to time since she'dstarted bending over, but now her tits popped completely out of her lowcut top as she bent over yet again. However, this was not an unwelcomedevelopment for her. In fact, she had just finished subtly adjusting hertop before bending over to help ensure that would happen. She wasbeyond horny, and reveled in her nakedness.

Earlier, Glory's presence deterred her, but now it actually spurred her on. Now Ms. Rhymer will get a chance to see what REAL tits look like! I can't believe Alan fucks that tiny-titted ugly pig. The fact that Heather had breast implants never crossed her mind. And she calls that a tan. Ha! That's the one thing she and I can agree on: Alan does have bad taste in women sometimes.

Simone walked behind Heather and pulled her "butt-floss" downpast her knees. Then she took a few steps back and examined hersubject. From where she was standing, it practically looked as ifHeather was wearing nothing but high heels and a pair of microscopicpanties around her ankles. Almost none of her top or pulled up skirtcould be seen. She looked around incredulously, scarcely believing thiswas happening in a classroom with a teacher present. She particularlystared at Glory.Glory was trying to look aghast but not completelysucceeding. Partially, she was curious. But more than that, she foundherself growing increasingly aroused. At first, the presence of Heatherhad chilled her ardor. But after a while, the very fact that Heather wasthere, and in such a submissive position, furthered Glory's arousal.Glory imagined herself in Simone's position, standing over Heather,except instead of having to search around inside her for an anal dildo,Glory wanted to spank Heather as hard as she could while calling herrude and nasty names.

She was surprised by the depth and strength of her animositytowards Heather. She'd actually had two or three previous students whowere as bad as Heather in their own way, but knowing that Heather andAlan were fuck partners made everything deeply personal.

Glory also knew that she would never be able to look atSimone in quite the same way ever again, to put it mildly. Luckily, thedark-skinned beauty wasn't in any of her classes this year.

Simone joked while resting both of her hands on Heather'sexposed and deeply tanned ass cheeks, "I'm not used to doing thisactually wearing clothes!"

That comment only inflamed Glory's passions, even as italarmed her even further. Her head was filled with images of Alanfucking both Simone and Heather at once. Because she was so arousedalready, such thoughts only enflamed her lust even more. Her nostrilswere flaring as she tried to control her heavy breathing. She thought, Ifthey don't finish this quickly, I'm going to lose it. Completely loseit! The only thing that stops me from falling to the floor and friggingmyself with abandon is that Heather is here. I can't let her see me likethat!

Simone was in a similarly randy mood. Actually, her joke wasalso meant to be an invitation for Alan to allow her to get naked. Shehoped that once the clothes came off, some good fucking would follow,Glory or no Glory. In fact, Simone was thinking that doing it with Gloryright there would make everything that much more exciting, and perhapsthe attractive teacher would even want to join in. After all, Simone wasgetting to know Alan now, and based on his considerable sexual talents(not to mention his ability to get what he wanted out of women), she wasalmost certain that Alan and Glory had fucked each other already. As abisexual, Simone had more than a passing interest in Glory's impressive"Surfer Girl" body.

Hoping to push things along, Simone started to stroke Heather's tanned and firm skin sensuously.

But Alan remained stoic and silent. He was so fascinated bywatching Glory, Heather, and Simone interact that he was content to justbe an observer instead of a direct participant, at least for themoment. The one thing he did was nod to Simone to put Heather directlyover Glory's big desk, because the sight of Heather's dangling andwobbling breasts were just too distracting for him to take.

So, after a quick relocation to the desk so Heather couldrest her bare tits upon it, Simone kept up the pretense that Glory wasjust Alan's "mentor" and began probing Heather's muscular ass. However,checking to see if a dildo was there or not would take just a fewmoments, if that was all she wanted to do, but Simone wanted to draw itout. Pretending she needed lubrication on her finger, she repeatedly ranher fingers through Heather's slicked up pussy lips.

Heather started to moan and groan as her hips rocked slightly back and forth.

Glory immediately shouted "Shut up!" because the last thingshe wanted to hear was sexy moaning, especially from Heather. She fearedit would push her over the edge, and then what would she do? She lookedover at Alan's bulge and licked her lips hungrily.

However, Glory's shout only encouraged Heather. She had seensigns of intense arousal in Glory before presenting herself forinspection and was hoping to goad her into losing control. At the veryleast, she wanted proof that Alan and Glory were lovers. As a result,she was really hamming it up now. She made sure to squirm and writhearound on Glory's desk as much as possible. Her intended target wasGlory, and for once she didn't really care how Alan was reacting as hesat somewhere behind her.She shouted out things like, "Simone, no! I don't want yourlittle fingers! Give me Alan's big fat dick!" and "You're making me sohot, if you don't have Alan follow up with a deep drilling of hard COCK,I'm going to kill you!" But again, she was doing this entirely to rileup Glory. She figured the more she talked about Alan and fucking, thequicker Glory would crumble.

Her performance did have an effect. Glory certainly had nointerest in Heather's body in any way, except perhaps to spank, punish,and exact revenge on it. Women's bodies didn't arouse her in theslightest (except for what she considered the annoying aberration ofSuzanne Pestridge), and what she was seeing now didn't change that. Butthe sheer outrageousness and sexuality of the situation was taking itstoll on her. This is beyond bizarre that Heather - HEATHER! - isrubbing her tits all over my desk! And Simone's hands on her ass... I'mpretending that's not happening. I'm the teacher; this is my class! Ihave to stop this! Do something! I could get in serious trouble!

She imagined, and more than half-believed, that Alan wouldget up at any moment and fuck Heather and Simone right there in front ofher in the middle of her classroom. That, more than anything, got hergoing. She could feel her pussy pulsing and feared that she would climaxat any moment. She envisioned the shocked looks on the faces of herfifth-period class if they were to all come in and see Alan plowing awaywith his usual stamina and talent, and that aroused her more.

She imagined that as they were all discovered Alan wasfucking her, with Heather on one side of her and Simone on the other andhim fingering their pussies at the same time, and that got her evenmore hot and bothered. Somehow in the daydream all three women weredressed like high class call girls (or at least they had been untilthey'd mostly stripped). They were all pressed up against the widewindows of the classroom looking down on yet more student spectatorsbelow, with Alan banging into Glory over and over again. He'd alreadyshot one load all over her back and was now pumping her again. He wantedto only fuck her though, leaving Simone and Heather to make do with hisfingers.

Back in the real world, Simone was still taking her sweettime. While she kept one hand around Heather's pussy and clit, expertlyworking them both, her other hand finally migrated to Heather's tightand twitching anus. But she seemed content to merely run her fingers upand down the ass crack and poke at her anus, deliberately teasinglystroking and poking at the entrance to Heather's back door withoutactually penetrating it. The last thing she wanted to do right now wasput a finger all the way inside her best friend and thus bring the showto an end.

Glory could see that Simone and Heather were bothdeliberately stalling and tempting her. Her eyes had glazed over withlust, but she managed to snap back to reality. It was difficult, but shevery consciously and deliberately placed both hands on her desk andkept them there. She knew that if either one of her hands slipped belowthe desk, it would be all over. Her fingers would be inside her pussy ina flash and nothing would be able to stop her until she got off. Herself-control could only take her so far.

There was only one thing keeping her from doing that, andthat was the fact that she knew Heather in particular was deliberatelygoading her, doing everything she could to get her to break down andlose control. She didn't care so much about Simone, who she barely knew,but she was not about to let Heather snatch a victory from the jaws ofdefeat. So she clamped down and struggled with all her might to keep herhands where they were, in plain sight, and not between her thighs. Evenso, her pussy juices were flowing freely, and her panting made herarousal obvious.

Simone still seemed to be in no hurry to finish herinspection. She was still fishing to turn the situation into somethinginvolving actual fucking. Slowly, she began pushing one, and then two,fingers deeper and deeper into Heather's squeezing asshole, but shedidn't say a word about what she might have found.

So far, Alan had resisted even touching his erection throughhis clothes. However, his resistance was slowly crumbling. His hand wasdrifting towards his bulge, and he was on the verge of stroking it. Butwhen Simone took one of her hands away from Heather's crotch and beganfondling Heather's long blonde ponytail, that proved to be too much forhim. He snapped out of his reverie and said to her impatiently, "Well?Is it in there or not?"

Simone stared right at Glory, her dark fingers ostentatiously plunging in and out of Heather's tanned ass, faster and faster.action

Heather's hips were rocking, eagerly pushing back to takeSimone's plunging fingers. She looked exactly like she was gettingseriously assfucked on Glory's desk, and that fact just aroused herstill further.

Glory held her breath as she watched this anal probing takeplace just a few feet in front of her. She thought anal sex was immoraland even evil, yet ever since Alan's Televibe manipulations hadstimulated her own ass, she had begun to get curious about the pleasuresthat could be produced in that part of the body, despite her beliefs.She thought Heather was evil, and anal sex was evil, so the twonaturally went together, making both seem even more evil than before.

All this "evil" was taking place right in front of her eyes, and yet Glory thought, Ican't get enough of it! I can't believe it, but I really do want to seeAlan fuck Heather up the ass, right here, right now, and damn theconsequences! I wanna see him give it to her good!

But Simone could only delay responding to Alan's directquestion for so long. She continued to work both of Heather's holes asmany seconds as she thought she could get away with. Feeling a bitdevilish herself, she could sense Heather was about to have a big climaxand she stopped her anal pumping seconds before her friend was going toexplode into orgasmic joy. She said in a disappointed voice, "Nope. Nodildo. It's like I suspected. She's just pretending."

That instantly changed the mood and deflated the erotictension a bit, though not completely. An aura of treachery and trickerynow filled the air.

Heather, upset at both her friend's timing in stopping herprobing, and her words, yelled out, "Damn you! Damn you to HELL!" Butshe remained bent over, her nearly naked body heaving as she struggledfor air. The only clothes of any consequence she still had on werebunched up uselessly around her lower back and stomach.