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P. Phoenix:

"Arch your back slut. Give me all of your slutty dripping cunt. Tell me what you're feeling and how you like it," he growls as he drives it cock to it's root into your tight cunt.
 
More dirty talk.......inside I am amused, but I have to admit his fuxking me from behind has me more aroused and excited than I have ever been, and I decide to just let myself go, quit thinking so much about what we were doind, and just do it!!
I liked the way my breasts were bouncing, and I found his penis felt harder and bigger this way, and seemed to go much deeper.
I closed my eyes and arched my back to raise my pelvus even higher, and just let all systems go as I banged against him as hard as I could, grunting along with him.
When it started, my climax seemed to explode all of sudden and I felt my legs grow weak as my pussy began to contract violently, flooding his cock with my juices. Phoenix seemed to sense my legs were about to give way and he supported me by holding my hips firmly while I came, moaning and crying out, "ohgodohgodohgod....!"
 
P. Phoenix:

Pleasure is a great teacher sooo as Missy shuddered, slammed her ass against my belly and clenched and milked my cock deep in her cunt, "Cummmm Missy. You're a slut. Cumm like one on my cock.
"Squeeze it slut. Use your cunt to squeeze the cock making you CUMM so hard, CUMM so deeply, CUMM like a Slut Cummms." All the while using a fingertip to strum her clit hard and fast and make her release even more pleasurable and intense.
 
Penelope

Penelope felt her entier body responding to the rough fucking of Joe and Dr. Mabeuse. Joe was plowing into her pussy roughly. Fucking her hard and deep. Dr. Mabeuse was attacking her mouth and throat the same way.

She opened her eyes and saw that she was surrounded by men. Men masturbating. And she knew that they were going to shoot their cum on her. All over her. Penelope's body shivered at the thought. This was certainly the most depraved act of her young life. Being the center of sexual attention for a room full of men. She knew it was wrong, but it felt so right.

She tightened her cunt muscles around Joe's big, thcik cock as he pounded it in and out of her pussy. She sucked every inch of Dr. Mabeuse's cock deep into her throat. She wanted their cum. Penelope desired to be filled to overflowing with cum. She felt like a slut. A purely sexual being. Her purpsoe in life was to provide pleasure for men.

Penelope knew things had gotten out of hand, but she was enjoying every second of it. She had never felt so sensual, so sexual, so slutty.

Hands reached out and began to squeeze her tits, pinching her hardened nipples. She arched her back, which allowed Joe to thrust even more deeply into her drenched pussy. She knew a massive orgasm was on the way.

With her mouth full of prick, she couldn't scream. All she could do was moan. And she moaned deeply, giving Dr. Mabeuse as fabulous hum-job. She had never hummed on a cock before. She didn't know the effect it could have on a man. But as Dr. Mabeuse grabbed her by the back of the head and began roughly fucking her face, she began to understand the element of pleasure a man can recieve from such action.

A finger began rubbing Penelope's clit. That was all it took. She exploded in orgasm. It seemed as if colored lights flashed before her eyes. Her body seemed to levitate. All that existed was cunt and cock. She was the cunt. And the room was full of cock. And all that cock was hers. Her body tightened, then relaxed in ecstasy. Then it tightened and spasmed. It relaxed again. Over and over. The tightening and relaxing of every muscle.

Penelope came. Came as she never had before. Came as she had never imagined possible. And Joe and Dr. Mabeuse fucked on.
 
The Doctor fucked Penelope's mouth with easy strokes, watching her face, red and contorted by a look of sheer, minless lust. Her cheeks were hollowed, her eyes closed, her nostrils flared as she gasped for breath. At the foot of the table Colonel Joe had her legs against his chest as he sawed his big log in and out of her cunt, making her rock back and forth and giving a little extra motion to her mouth on the Doctor's cock.

This was one hard-core slut, all right. Nothing seemed to shame her, and the crowd of men standing around the table whacking off just made her hotter. She'd reached out blindly and men had taken her hands and put their cocks in them, and she had immediately started beating them off. She just couldn't get enough dick.

Interesting, Mabeuse thought. Interesting, but hardly the kind of challenge he enjoyed. This was one slut who was already made, and little work needed to be done. Where was the fun in that?

A man standing acorss from him suddenly groaned, groaned again and shoved his hips forward as his hand raced up and down his cock, which suddenly spurt gobs of cream on Peneloipe's jiggling tits. The goo ran down her side anmd onto her stomach, making her squeal with slalcious pleasure. Then anaother cock erupted, blowing his semen on her throat and chest.

This was getting kind of messy, Mabeuse thought. He pulled his cock from the hot suction of Penny's mouth, and the girl looked at him in surprise, but the Doctor just grabbed another man and pulled him into his place. The man laid his prick against Penelope's mouth and she opened wide and sucked him inside, hardly missing a beat.

Mabeuse shoved his deflating cock into his pants and zipped up. It was early yet. He thought that Penelope might do better under the care of Phoenix Prime, who was as wild a screw as Penny herself was. Personally these group scenes and unbridled fuck fests weren't really his cup of tea. He'd found that, as he grew older, he more appreciated the finesse and nuance involved in bringing a difficult case to blooming slut hood.

He wondered how Phoenix was getting along with Missy. Maybe a change was in order.
 
As Mr. M. withdrew his throbbing cock from Penelope's mouth and motioned another man into place to be sucked, I slammed my cock harder and harder into her pussy. The inner muscles of her cunnie were akin to a strong hand squeezing my cock; she held me so tightly that I could not totally withdraw it, and our friction was from side to side motions of our torsos.

Moan she did, a mixture of oooohs and ahhhhhs and four-language words that I did not expect from a young woman who had led a relatively sheltered life -- until she entered Dr. M's School for Sluts, that is.

I had stopped counting the aspiring slut's orgasms minutes earlier, but I could tell from her motions that she was now cumming on a more or less non-stop basis. To spur her even further, I stole a hand around to her front and grasped the top of her cunt betwen a thumb and index finger and squeezed. Her protruding clittie was caught in between her labia and my fingers, and she shrieked even louder than before as I commenced rubbing back and forth. Her naked flesh was so wet that my fingers slipped off in a few minutes, so I thrust the first two fingers of my hand into her twat, atop my cock.

Wasn't it about time now to shoot off in this aspiring slut's cunt -- to fill her pussy with my ejaculate? I grabbed Penelope by her hips and moved her back and forth and side to side, abandoning any pretense of being a gentle lover. For the next few minutes I was going to show this arrogant young woman what it was like to have her pussy pounded relentlessly by a hard and unyielding cock. My erection seemed to become even harder as I drove towards climax.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Three smart slaps each on Penelope's ass, to make her wiggle even harder. Ahhhhhh! she moaned, "Fuck me hard Colonel Joe, come on Joe, pound it to me." SMACK SMACK SMACK More slaps, reddening her white bottom. And now the gush of cum, squirts of thick creamy juices that quickly overflowed her pussy and trickled down the backs of her thighs. The sensation of my hotness in her cunt pushed Penelope over into her final massive climax, and she reached out and guided to her mouth yet another hard cock that was being offered to her.

I continued hunching into Penelope's pussy for minutes after my ejaculation subsided, enjoying the sensation of my penis gliding over cum-slick inner flesh of her pussy. And slowly, inch by inch, I withdrew from the slit of woman-flesh that had given both of us so much pleasure. I grasped my half-hard cock and rubbed the crown over her bottom, once against parting her buttocks to tease her ass hole, and then slipping it around under her V to say a momentary farewell to her pussy.

When I stepped back from the aspiring slut the sight was spectacularly erotic: a beautiful young woman on her hands and knees, flagrantly displaying her pussy and her ass hole to a gallery of admirers, cum streaming down her legs along with faint remnants of the strawberry sauce. Penelope, although exhausted, continued sucking the cock of the other fellow who had stepped forward, and I noticed that two or three more stood ready with hard cocks to move in as his replacement.

Was it not about time to give Penelope some variety? I glanced around the room. At the staff meeting Dr. M had announced that my friend and fellow staff member Phoenix was making a slut of another young and haughty woman -- Missy, as I recalled her name. At some time or another, slut-candidates must be schooled in how to make love with another woman, and the joys of eating pussy. But given that Dr. M controlled the lesson plan for the entire school I dared not make any suggestion. I was content to stand behind Penelope a bit longer, idly fingering her cunt and admiring her new expertise at sucking cock.
 
Missy watched herself and Phoenix finishing out their session, finding herself well and totally fucked for the first time in her limited experience. She wasn't quite sure about the vocabulary, but the actions sure felt good, and she found herself gasping as her climax subsided.
 
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Penelope

When Dr. Mabeuse removed his cock from her mouth, Penelope thought she had done something wrong. Was she in trouble? But Joe and the others just continued the sex. And Penelope continued cumming, and cumming, and cumming.

Penelope had never been fucked so roughly, so deeply, so completely in her life.

"Is this the way sex is supposed to be?" she wondered. She hoped it would always be this hot and exciting. She loved being watched. But all the guys cumming on her was really messy.

Wouldn't it be better if they all came in her instead? That thought sent another shiver of orgasm through her.

When Joe came she knew that she had given him a good fuck. She felt proud of herself. He shot a huge load of cum into her well-plowed pussy. She wondered if this session was being graded. What sort of grade might she receive?

Penelope continued to suck the cock in her mouth, doing her best to give him a good blow-job. She knew she still needed some work on her technique. Was that the reason Dr. Mabeuse had left? Would he help her develop that talent?

The man she was sucking grabbed her head and began fucking her face hard and deep. She was close to choking. But his cokc suddenly enlarged, throbbed, and spewed hot cum into her mouth and down her throat. As he finished cumming, he pulled his deflating dick from her mouth. But it was quickly replaced by another. Then another. And yet another.

Penelope lost track of the number of men she sucked off. Never before had she had so much sex in a day. In fact, she had never had this much sex in a month. She liked the idea of becoming a slut.
 
Mabeuse left the orgy in the dining room and went upstairs to the wardrobe room. The red light was still on. Phoenix should know better than to hog this room. He should have gotten Missy dressed in some slut-rags and taken her to one of the usual exercise rooms. What if another instructor suddenly needed some thigh-high boots or an open-tipped bra? What was he supposed to do?

"Phoenix?" he said knocking on the door. "It's Mabeuse. I need to talk to you."

The door opened, and there stood Phoenix Prime with a satisfied look on his face. "Nyaaaa... What's up. Doc?" he drawled.

Mabeuse waved the joke away. "Listen: I need your help with that new slut Penelope."

Phoenix raised his eyebrows "Oh? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, really. She's just...er...quite advanced, if youknow what I mean. She's quite enthusiastic."

"Too much for you, Doc?"

"No, no! Of course not! No way! It's just that... Well, I think a swap might be in order. You take Penelope, I'll atke over with Missy."

Phoenix looked fondly at Missy and sighed. "The sacrifices I have to make! Okay. You're the boss."

"Good. Fine." Mabeuse said. "You'll find her in the dining room. You might want to take a club or something. There's quite a crowd."

Phoenis smiled. "I always carry a club with me. Catch you later!"

And he walked out.

"Well, Missy," the Doctor said a bit nervously. "I'll be taking over your training, and I think you'll find that my techniques are a bit different from Mr. Prime's. Why don't you pick up your clothes and you can step across the way to the showers and freshen up? I'll be waiting for you in Exercise room number 7, and we can take a case history?"

Missy did as he suggested, and when she emerged showered and dressed again,m she made her way to room number 7, where she found the Doctor asleep at a desk. He quickly woke up when he heard her come in and quickly composed himsef.

"Sit down, please, Missy. Now, let's start at the start. Why don't you tell me something of your sexual history and just what you're looking for out of your training here?"
 
Missy felt quite refreshed, but a bit nervous, as she entered room number 7. She had no idea what to expect, or why the head of the school wanted to take over her instruction. Perhaps she needed even more help than she realized......this thought depressed her a little, but she determined to seem confident for this first meeting.

She found him dozing, his head on his arms, lying at his desk. She stood for a few moments, not sure what to do, when he suddenly sat up and blinked his eyes and said, "Please have a seat, Missy. Let's start at the start." And he went on to request that she talk about her sexual history

Clearing her throat - and trying hard not to let on just how nervous the question made her, as she had virtually none - Missy began her brief account.

"Well, DR. M., I was a virgin till quite recently. I dated in school and everything, but never went out more than a few times with any guy, and.......well.......things never really got that far, if you know what I mean."

Missy felt her face getting quite red with embarrassment. She found it hard to look Dr. M. straight in the eyes when having to admit what a sexual failure she had been.

"Don't be shy, Missy," encouraged the good Dr. M. in a rather kindly voice, "you certainly seem to have taken things pretty far with our Mr. Prime. Please don't be afraid to be honest with me. I can only help you if I know what your needs are, my dear. Continue."

The memory of her encounter with Phoenis gave her a little confidence, and she went on to describe her one serious boyfriend.

"He and I had sex only a couple of times, actually, Dr. The first time went pretty quick, and to tell you the truth I didn't like it at all. He sort of.....well......just took me without much happening beforehand......and I remember it hurt......and I was scared to death because I thought my parents would be home any minute."

Missy stopped again, and sat on the edge of her seat, placing her arms on his desk.

"I liked sex with Phoenix...I mean, Mr. Prime. He did things to.....well, he got me excited, if you know what I mean."

Dr. M. smiled and shook his head encouragingly. "Yes, my dear, I know exactly what you mena. Our Phoenix is very skilled at turning young girls on pretty quickly. It's a gift he has......which is why I chose him to work with our new students. But tell me, what did you especially enjoy about you did with him?"

Missy thought she would die of embarrassment when she realized what her answer must be, but she knew she had to be honest if Dr. M. was going to be able to really help bring her out of her shell.

"The thing I liked most was,,,,,,well, he seemed to like my body - all of it. He seemed to enjoy looking at my.......pussy, touching it,"
she admitted. "My boyfriend never really wanted to touch me there, any more than he had to to get himself inside of me."

Dr. M. got up and walked around to the front of his desk. He perched on one hip on the edge of it and put his hand on Missy's shoulder, looking her dirctly in the eye.

"My dear," he said in a very tender voice," your body is quite lovely. I know, I saw most of it myself, and I think you oought to be proud of having such a sexy build."

Missy's eyes opened wider and she listened to her new instructor as if mesmerized by his voice, as he continued.

"You have a natural talent for enjoying sex, Miss Martin, but unfortunately no one has ever given you any guidance or encouragement to explore your body and its talent for giving and receiving pleasure. I assure you, that will no longer be the case - I want to do all I can to bring out the skilled sexual woman that you have seen a glimmer of today."
 
P. Phoenix:

Entering the cafeteria I found my new student in the midst of an on going fuckfest. Now I understood what Doc meant by taking along a club.

I shoved and pushed my way to where she was enthuastically sucking on a cock and interrputed very gently, "Get your cock out of my slut's mouth and find another to use it on. Now." accomanied by a shove to the chest. The pants around his ankles toppled him to the floor and as he started to get up full of injured machismo pride, "Do it and I'll break something painful pal.
"You know the rules. A slut's instructor controls her use and she's now mine.
"Use one of the advanced students to finish what you'd started."

Turning to Penelope his hand grips her cum slick hair and uses it to bring her to her feet. Her head is held at his waist level and he says quietly, "Come on slut. We need to talk. I'm Phoenix and your new instructor here.", and he leads her toward the cafeteria door.
 
Penelope

"OOOUUCH!!! Hey, that hurts!!" Penelope didn't know this "new instructor", but she didn't like his way of treating a lady. He had no right to pull her by her hair!

"Where are we going? Why are you taking over my instruction? I thought Dr. Mabeuse was going to instrcut me. He seemed pleased with my perfomance earlier."

Penelope was trying to use her "rich girl in charge" act on Phoenix. But it wasn't working at all. Even Penelope was having a hard time taking herself seriously with cum dripping from her body. She realized it is difficult to be a cum-slut and a woman of authority at the same time. Can such skills be taught here?

Phoenix led her to an office down the hall from the cafeteria. He released her hair as he unlocked the door. He held the door open and pushed Penelope through. Then he entered the office and locked the door behind him, making sure Penelope realized she was locked in, and he controlled the only way out.

"Sit!" Phoenix commanded.

Penelope sat on the straight-back wooden chair. Phoenix walked behind the desk and sat in the plush leather executive chair.

Penelope was beginning to realize that the School for Sluts was not going to be all fun and games.
 
P. Phoenix:

"My name is Primus Phoenix, just Phoenix is fine.
"Doc and I have traded students. You're now mine to teach and you'll find that I'm a bit more strict than Doc was.
"You don't play with yourself or anyone else without my permission. You don't do anything sexual without permission from now on is that very clear to you Pennyslut?" he asks as he sits staring at you.
 
Penelope

Penelope fidgited in her uncomfortable chair. She wanted to stare at Phoenix Prime defiantly, but he stared her down. Her eyes dropped, timidly, to stare at the top of the desk.

"Yes, sir," Penelope answered in a hushed voice, almost a whisper.

Had she done something wrong?

Penelope can not imagine having to ask permission to masturbate. She thought she was supposed to learn to be an unihibited slut. This was greater inhibition than had ever been placed upon her. But she knew she had no choice but to obey.

"Sir, may I go to my room?" Her voice sounded very small, very timid, very scared. She didn't want to sound that way. She didn't want to be that way. But something about this man frightened her. She wanted to get away. But she knew she couldn't run. She wanted too much to graduate from the School of Sluts to run. Instead, she had to submit.
 
P. Phoenix:

"You may not slut.
"Instead you will come with me to another room. Once there you will shower, douche and take two enemas all as I watch you so I'm sure you obey and don't pleasure yourself.
"Then we will move on in your lessons Penny you slut to be.
"Prior to your graduation I will have exposed you to every kinky kind of sex you've ever heard of and perhaps some you haven't heard of and you'll learn to cum as a result of any and all of them no matter how "dirty or nasty" you may think any of them was before you began to enjoy them.
"If that's clear to you, Penny slut to be, on your feet. Back straight, shoulders back to push out your cum covered tits and hands resting on the tops of your ass in a relaxed way, back of one hand resting in the palm of the other hand."
 
The room they are in is a typical "excercise" room at the school: a desk, a couple of chairs in front of the desk in one of which Missy sits nervously, an armchair or two, and, of course, some sort of bed. Like most rooms, this one has a large floor to ceiling mirror, but at present there is a curtain drawn over it. Heavy curtains also cover the window, which in any case is heavily frosted and barred.

The Doctor steps to the wall switch and turns off the lights and lights a candle. "There are many definitions of a 'slut', Missy." he says, "but at this school at least they all have one thing in common: they denote a woman who derives great pleasure from sex."

He steps behind her chair. "Relax, Missy. I want to see how tense you are at the moment. You look like you're almost ready to jump out of your skin."

He reaches out and lifts her shoulders, then slides his hands down her neck to her trapezius muscle.

"As I thought. You're tight as a drum." he says. "Let your head roll forward. We can't do anything with you all cottled up like that. I'm going to rub your neck." He begins to slowly massage her tight muscles, and despite herself, Missy groans in pleasure. She had no idea that she was so tense until his hands began to work to relax her.

"Now, as I said, you have a great capacity for enjoyment, but so far it's only been as a passive partner. Being passive, men have taken pleasure from you, but too rarely given it back. That's the first thing we have to change."

His hands are strong and slowly he begins to work the tightness out of her neck, working down to her shoulders, and then down her arms. She closes her eyes, and as he works on her forearms, massaging them with his thumbs, she begins to feel a delicious drowsiness. He even does her hands, massaging each finger and her palms, always with the same soothing rhythm.

When he finishes her hands he steps in fronr of her and had her lean forward and he continues with her back, down her spine and over her ribs, down to her lower back, then slowly back up.

"Now sit up and just let your head fall back." he says, and he begins to massage her facem using a lighter touch but the same slow rhythm. He does her scalp and the back of her head, then returns to her face: her eyes, her cheeks, her lips.

<issy is almost in a trance by now. She feels like she's full of sand and that the sand is slowly seeping out of her, leaving her deliciously relaxed.

"How do you feel?" he asks her in a low voice.

She smiles. "Wonderful."

"Are you aroused?" he asks.

It seems like a strange question, but Missy takes stock of herself and is surprised to find that she is. "Yes." she says. "It just feels so good."

He touches her lips with his fingers, very lightly, and she feels a response in her pussy: sharp and clear. It makes her gasp. She tries to capture his finger in her mouth but he admonishes her. "No, Missy. Not now."

She has put her street clothes back on and wears a print blouse. He begins massaging her breasts with just his finger tips, drawing them lazily around the thrust of her breasts, avoiding her nipples. Her breathing is suddenly very loud in the quiet room. His touch feels so good, Missy can't suppress a little moan of pleasure. She wants him to touch her harder, to touch her nipples, to squeeze her tits, but he just keeps up the light tracing of her mounds, slow spirals that never reach completion that consume every bit of her attention. She's aware of how every nerve in her body is alive. Her pussy feels empty, yet at the same time congested and needy, and her breasts feel swollen and full.

He begins to unbutton her blouse, and instinctively she reaches to help him but he tells her no and makes her lie back in the chair. She feels his fingers working and the garment parting, exposing herself to his eyes and the cooler air of the room.

When the blouse is open he slides his hands inside, against her skin, and massages her ribs and her belly as far down as the top of her skirt. He is in highly sensitive territory now, and Missy's moans are coming more frequently now. Her tongue comes out and she licks her dry lips. She can't keep here body from arching up to meet his hands.

"Stand up, Missy." he says softly, breaking the spell. "Take off your clothes. You may leave your panties on."

As if hypnotized, she does as he says. She is so eager to feel his touch again that she doesn't even think to be self conscious about revealing her body to him. She sits back down in the chair and resumes her semi-recumbant position.

The Doctor leans over her and takies her face in his hands. He slowly licks her lips with his tongue, kissing softly as he goes. Missy gasps and moans. She never dreamed her lips could be so exquisitely sensitive, but the feel of his mouth on hers is electric, almost more than she can bear. His hands slside down and embrace her tits, caressing them, squeezing them softly, his thumbs sliding over her nipples, sending sparks of desire into her pussy, making her lift her hips in the air and moan.

Her whole body is on fire now. She feels swollen and ripe, like a piece of fruit about to burst.

"Now, Missy." the Doctor says. "What do you want? What would you like to do?"
 
Missy gasped softly, and whispered huskily, "I would like you to make love to meeee....", that last ending in a low moan.

"Make love?" the Doctor asked gently. "Is that what you want to do? Be specific, Missy, tell me, what do you want to do, this very moment?"

She squirmed in the chair, opened her thighs, and ran her hands along their length. Gazing into his eyes, feeling as if she were warm butter on hot toast, she said in a low voice, "I want to take off my panties, and then I want to take your clothes off and touch your body."

The Doctor noted how Missy was trembling as she spoke, and he pulled her up to a standing position before him. Clad only in her lacy panties, her body quivering with sexual desire, she was quite fetching and extremely sexy, but she didn't yet realize this, or grasp the power it gave her over a man.

"Missy, I will stand very still, and I want you to undress me," he ordered.

Her eyes opened wide, and she gave a little moan, then reached for his buttons. One by one she unfastened the tiny pearl circles on his tailored shirt, and then pulled the tails loose and slid the shirt off of his arms. Dr. M. did not move to help her in any way, but stood and observed her reactions and breathing very carefully.

She unbuckled his belt, unzipped his fly, and began tugging his trousers down. As she knelt on one knee to get them off completely, she saw a pronounced bulge in his shorts, and began to move a little faster. She untied his shoes and slipped them off of his feet, one by one, and then his socks came off.

She put her hands on the waistband of his shorts, hesitated slightly, looked at him for reassurance......he nodded and smiled, and she pulled them down and off of his feet, one by one. She knelt, then, and seemed hypnotized by the sight of his fully revealed erection.

"May I touch you?" she asked, clearly aroused to a very high degree, but the Doctor shook his head.

"Not yet, Missy, you are not finished undressing me, dear."

She sighed and stood to pull his undershirt off, over his head.
Then she stood and took in the sight of her instructor's naked body, his penis gloriously tumescent. She waited for his next order, quiet but clearly full of lust for his body., her breathing slow and deep, her sighs audible.

Pleased with her apparent willingness to follow his driection in every way, he said, "Missy, you did that very well. You wanted to rush and rip my clothes off, didn't you?"

She was blushing furiously, and shook her head yes.

"As a reward for following directions obediently, I will allow you to touch my body anywhere that you wish," he said, "but please let me sit down before you begin." And he walked over behind her and sat in the chair she had just occupied.

She followed his movements with hungry eyes, and once he had sat down, she moved to kneel between his legs.

"I want to touch your cock," she said in a husky voice, shaking just a little. "I want to touch you, and then put you in my mouth."

"And is there anything you wish me to do while you play with my cock, little Missy?" he asked, a twinkle in his eye.

"I want you to touch my breasts again, like you did before, but in a while.....first, let me use my mouth to play with you."
 
The Doctor slid down slightly in the chair and parted his thighs. His cock was standing up hard and erect, throbbing slightly with his heartbeat, and Missy got down on her knnes bwteen his feet and approached it staring at it in fascination. It lloked so hard and virile, almost impatient.

She pulled her hair back from her face and opened her mouth, then stopped. "I...I don't know how." she stammered.

The Doctor smiled. "Yes you do." he said. "All that matters is that you enjoy the feel of it in your mouth. Just try it."

Missy opened her mouth and took him inside, instinctively shielding her teeth with her lips. He was warm and salty, and something more. She took more of him, dipping her head lower. He felt massive on her tongue, thick and heavy, and she could feel his desire. He groaned and put his hand on the back of her head, and the thought that she could make him groan excited her terribly.

She started sucking on his cock, raising her head up as she did, and then dropping her mouth back over him. She loved the feel of him sliding over her lips and tongue, and the musky smell of him. She loved the way he twitched in her mouth, but most of all she loved the way the Doctor moaned and pushed his hips up at her, wanting her.

"Yesss, Missy," he whispered, "That's good. That's very good."

As she sucked him she became aware of the wet, sudsy sounds she was making, and they thrilled her with their lewdness. She began to moan with excitement herself as she thought of taking his cock in her pussy. She clawed her nails over his thighs, loving the feel of his muscles flexing as she sucked his cock.

The Doctor sat up and reached beneath her and filled his hands with her tits. He beagn to squeeze and massage them; his fingers found her nipples at last and he teased them and hed them softly, adding to her excitement.

"Do you want me to come in your mouth, Missy?" he asked her hotly. "Do you want to taste my come?"

Missy groaned hotly at his lewd suggestion, the thought of his cock shooting its hot. thick semen into her mouth making her gush with wetness. That's exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to come in her mouth and use her like a whore. She wanted to feel a man use her roughly for his pleasure, just as Phoenix had, to treat her like the slut she wanted to be.

"No." the Doctor said, pulling her off his cock. "Get on the bed. On your back."

She staggered to the bed and sat down, then lay back, her chest heaving, her lips shiny with saliva and his pre-cum. The Doctor pulled off her panties, exposing her pussy, but she wasn't embarrassed now. She wanted it.

"Open your legs." he said. Missy spread her legs, knowing what was coming. "No." he said. "Raise your knees. I'm going to eat you."

Missy was shocked. She didn't want this. The idea of taking pleasure made her uneasy. She didn't mind pleasuring others, especially if she were forced to do it, but the idea of being pleasured herself made her very nervous. She felt unworthy and even embarrassed when she was made the center of attention.

But this was exactly the Doctor's intention: to teach her how to take love and enjoy it. Any woman could lie there and get fucked, that took no skill whatsoever. But to enjoy it, and enjoy it as thoroughly and selfishly as a man, that was the secret to being a true slut, and that was exactly where most women were lacking.

And that was the heart of it as far as the Doctor was concerned. His chief thrill was seeing a woman so caught up in the throes of sexual pleasure that she lost all sense of herself, all sense of propriety and dignity. He loved to see a woman get so aroused that she lost all sense of shame, all inhibitions. It was then that her true animal sexuality emerged.

He ignored Missy's weak protests. he got on his knees between her thighs and began kissing the insides of her thighs, licking the narrow bands of flesh that separated her pussy from her legs, slowly working his way towards his target. he watched Missy's growing embarrassment and nervouisness as her need fought with her sense of dignity, as she tried not to give in to the maddening sensations he was giving her.

Her thighs began to tremble and the muscles in her stomach grew taut. Her breathing was ragged and unsteady and her fingers gripped the bedspread as he slowly worked his way to the center of her desire, and when he finally touched her, she cried out and arched her body sharply off the bed, reaching for his mouth.

He licked her pussy, teasing along her lips, rimming her hole, tickling at her clit as Missy's composure melted before his onslaught. She didn't know whaty to do with her hands. She grabbed his hair, then held her thighs and pulled herself open, then clawed the bedspread again, all the while her hips began to hump against his face as if they had a mind of their own.

He slid a finger inside her and began to finger fuck her as his lips kissed at her pussy and clit. He sucked her little nub between his lips and began to rhythmically suck it in and out as his finger pumped into her and Missy quivered and groaned, and just when it seemed that she couldn't stand it another second, he stopped.

He pushed her knees up against her breasts and put his aching cock against her cunt, holding it there as he looked down at her.

Her face was red, her lips swollen with desire, her eyes narrowed to slits, and her forehead was shiny with perspsiration. He knelt above her, folding her legs back and said to her, "Now tell me what you want, Missy."

"Ohh," she groaned. "Do it, Doctor. Please! Do it tro me."

"No," he said. "Say "Fuck me"! Say it. Say "Fuck me"!"

She didn't know if she could say it, depsite her burning need.

"Say it!" he ordered, "Or I'll stop right now!"
 
Penelope

"Yes, Sir!" Penelope responded.

She still wasn't sure she liked this new instructor. But she certainly liked the plan course of study. She had come to the School for sluts to learn to cum and cum and cum, from every kinky, dirty, depraved sex act imaginable.

Already today, Penelope had masturbated in front of someone for the first time in her life. She had also been masturbated to climax in front of a crowd of people, another first for her. And she had allowed herself to be licked and fucked in front of that same crowd. She had sucked and jerked off lots of cocks.

Thinking back on the day's activities, Penelope felt a twinge of shame. Never had she been so agressively decadent. And ceratinly not in public, with people watching. But something about being watched definitely excited her. Along with the twinge of shame there was a twitch of sexual excitement. Her nipples hardened as she remembered her actions.

Did Phonixe notice her excitement?

She followed him to another room, a large shower and bath. He turned on the water and forced her to wash in front of him. Even this was extremely exciting for Penelope. Would Phoenix notice that she was spending extra time washing her hardened nipples. And even more time washing her excited, wet pussy?
 
Missy's eyes shut with the pressure of the Doctor's demand upon her sense of dignity. He had her at his mercy, her legs up in the air llike a cartoon slut, her pussy wet and hungry, his very erect cock just barely pressing at her labia.....taunting her with it, knowing how badly she wanted him to thrust inside of her.

It had been easier to throw that word around when she was with Phoenix. She had almost laughed several times at the way he slung filthy words around like that, and she had joined in to humor him, though he had thought she was being seriously slutty.

But Dr. M. was more.....dignified. She couldn't believe he was demanding she use that word with him.....but he was telling the truth, she knew....his wonderful hard cock was going to go right back into his pants unless she did as he said. Her deep sexual lust for pleasure finally won over her sense of what was proper.....

"FUCK ME!" she cried loudly. Then, finding that not so hard to say, she kept on crying out to him, "Fuck me now! Fuck me with your hard cock till I scream!"

The Doctor, understanding the power of positive reinforcement as all good teachers do, immediately rammed his shaft into her pussy, driving himself into her to the hilt. She arched her hips and gasped, and then cried out, "YES!" and began moving against him. He decided to reward her breakthrough by letting her take the initiative and held on to her hips as she bucked up against him, hard and fastm grinding her cunt into his groin.

She panted loudly, grunting, grinding away.....he let her have her pleasure this way for a few minutes, pushing himself deeper into her with each thrust and bump. Then, he withdrew his cock, and she cried out in frustration, "No! Don't stop!"

Without a word, he lay back on the bed and pulled her on top of him, allowing her to impale herself on his cock. She realluy began to moan and grunt now, her excitement at fever pitch, her breathless panting punctuating the frenzied rhythm she ste.

Now the Doctor let himself go, quit being her teacher and became her lover, and he began matching her pelvic thrusts with his own hip movement. He found her almost innocent enthusiasm refreshing, and felt himself enjoying her more than he had expected to. She was quite a sexy sight - her breasts bouncing as she banged her cunt into him over and over. He reached his fingers over to her clit and pinched and played with her, making her cry out loud with the sudden shock of intense pleasure.

H caught hold of her hands and brought them to his nipples, and she got the message, began pinching and rubbing them. The Doctor's own breathing was coming hard and fast now, and he felt his peak approaching.
 
Olyandra Geronimo

OOC

New student: Olyandra Geronimo, 19. Very open minded, recooping from bad sexual experience yet the whole thing left her yearning to please a man. Her forward actions getting her into trouble. She called about the course and made an appointment.

IC

Seeing the ad on TV made sense. Maybe that was the problem, guys weren't seeing her for what she was. Maybe deep down she was a slut. One way to find out for sure.

Picking up the phone and calling. "Hello, it this that school for sluts?...... Yeah, I saw the ad and was wondering..... yeah I can find that.... what time?.......okay. Yeah, no prob I can be there. Just wait to hear from who?....... Dr. Mabeuse. Okay, yeah thanks... have a nice day yourself."

I hung up and waited. Hoping that I would get that call back.
 
This was the payoff. This was what he liked best: watching an sweet and innocent thing turn into a sex-obsessed slut before his very eyes, watching her losing fight to maintain her composure and dignity even as she went waild from the feel of his hard cock within her.

He had teased her along, slowly building her excitement and arousal to a fever pitch, and now he watched with hot pleasure as the shy, pretty librarion slammed her hips down against him like a wanton whore. She turned her head to the side to hide her face, but he could see her fighting to maintain her composure, trying not to give in to the sensations that were wracking her body. her stomach knotted and her breasts shook as she used muscles she had probably never used before to drive him deep inside her, and despite her best efforts, whe couldn't suppress the whines and gasps that spilled from her lips.

But when he began to thrust his own hips up off the bed to slam into her, she lost her battle for control. Her mouth hung open, her eyes closed, and her hands clowed into his muscular chest. It was one thing for her to fuck herself on his unmoving cock, but when he started fucking her back, when she felt his own savage need for her, she just lost it. The thought that her own sluttish behavior had triggered this wild response from him just thrilled her to her core. Sure she'd been fucked before, but she'd always been passive, letting the man set the pace, but now she realized that he was responding to her fucking him, that she had eleicited this responde from him, and she groaned as she felt her own lust given back to her in spades.

He took her hands and put them to his own nipples, wanting her to feel in control, and she pinched his hard litle buds, delighting in the way that he slammed his hips up harder into her sodden pussy. She had nevber felt to wild, so uninhibited, and while a portion of her mind was filled with shame at her lewd behavior, another part of her reveled in the shame. For the first time she grasped what being a slut might involve.

"You hot little piece of ass!" the Doctor groaned at her. "Fuck me good, baby! Make me come! I want to shoot my come in your hot pussy!"

Oh yes! She wanted that too! She wanted to feel him lose it in her. But she was so excited now that she could hardly move. Her legs were trembling so that she could no longer pump herself up and down on his cock. All she could do was lie there as he pumped into her.

The Cotro grabbed her and pulled her down on top of him, then rolled on top of her. He pushed himself deep into her and ground his pubes against her swollen clit, making her gasp. He took her as in his hands and pulled her up toght to him, then his mouth found hers and he kissed her hard and deep, letting her feel his excitement, feel how good she made him feel.

"You sexy bitch!" he moaned, breaking the kiss, "You're going to make me come, Missy. I'm going to come in you!"

"Oh yes!" Missy cried, all inhibitions gone. "Come in me! Give me all of it!" She wiggled her ass in excitement.

The Doctor reared up, grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard just as his body went rigid and Missy felt his tool throb inside her. He groaned loudly and began to spit his hot semen into her clutching pussy.

Missy felt the world go to pieces around her. Never had she felt so sexy, so womanly. She spread her legs wide, wanting him to plant it deep, to give her every drop of his hot release, and she clung to him as he poured his essence into her, groaning and gasping as he shot into her again and again till he was totally spent.

After they had both calmed down the Doctor lay with his arms around her. He was a firm believer in afterplay: in the tender intimacy and closeness that should follow sex, even with a slut in training, and he himself just liked the feel of a woman's body next to him as he recovered from an orgasm.

"I can't be sure yet, Missy," he said as he held her in his arms, "but I think you might be a rather classy type of slut. I don't think you're a hot-pants-and-halter type of girl. You're just not cheap enough. I want you to go see the wardrobe master, Mr. Maurice, and see what he has in the line of more classy slut-wear. Maybe a tailored suit or fitted skirt with some imported underwear. Anyhow, yougo get cleaned up and take a nap, then go see Maurice, and I'll pick you up at your room in three hours.
Be dressed and be ready."
 
A New Assignment

ooc

A recently retired army lieutenant colonel, at age 44 Joe is the senior (in terms of age) member of the staff of the School for Sluts. Thus he is particularly adept in dealing with aspiring sluts who have sexual fixations on their fathers or other older men, such as professors. His military background also makes him a stern taskmaster in training sluts who tend to be rebellious. Joe maintains his superb physical condition by long daily runs, an exercise program, and frequent backpacking treks into the mountains, either alone or with his GF Kitsy.

IC

As I topped the crest of Old Baldy I paused to gaze down into the verdant valley 7,000 feet below me. Cleaning my lungs of foul city air usually takes about three days, and I enjoyed the first really fresh taste of moutain air. Another day of hiking, this time on the down slope, and I would be back at Dr. M's School for Sluts, ready to take on a new assignment.

I sighed and glanced over at Kitsy, who had dropped her shirt to the ground along with her back pack and was reclining against an outcropping of rock, letting the midday sun kiss her bare breasts.
"Business for a minute, sugar," I called to her. "I promised Dr. M that I would check my messages once I got into cell phone range."

Kitsy smiled and locked her hands behind her head, putting her naked breasts onto proud display -- 36Cs that glistened in the sunlight. "Wouldn't you rather...." She left the sexual invitation unspoken, but summarized it with a lascivious smile as she licked her lips.

I tore my eyes away from her body and punched in some numbers. A few junk-mail calls, then one from Dr. M. A prospective student had called for information, a 19 year old woman named Olyandra. She apparently had gone through a troubling sexual experience and wished to speak to someone at the school about our program. Dr. M gave me her phone number.

Rather than risk the temptation of looking back at the inviting Kitsy, I dial Olyandra's number. A couple of rings, then a low and husky voice. "Yes?"

I explained that I was returning her call to the School of Sluts, and would like to schedule an appointment for her.

"Can I come in this afternoon?" she asked, in a slightly eager voice.

I sighed. "Well, I wish I could see you today, but right now I am 7,000 feet up in the air, on top of Old Baldy, and I won't be back until midday tomorrow. How about early afternoon?"

"Oh, you are an outdoorsman?" she asked.

"Yes, and I try to spend at least a week each month out here with my second best girl friend, Mother Nature. I just love her!"

Olyandra laughed. "Well, don't make a slut out of her, I like her just the way she is." We agreed that she would come to the school at 2 P. M.

"Do you have any particular questions you'd like to ask in advance?"

A long silence. "No," she said, "but I surely will have some when I show up tomorrow." We rang off.

A pine cone bounced off the back of my head. Ouch! I turned to see that Kitsy's walking shorts and boots had joined her shirt atop her back pack. She was lying on her back, arms hooked under her knees, drawing back her legs to display her well haired cunnie and the tight little brown circle of her ass hole. "Business over, big boy?" she asked with a leer. "Care for a little fucky-fucky with Mountain Girl?"

Yes.
 
Phoenix:

"Now that you've gotten all of the cum off Pennyslut use the hand sprayer and wash it out of your oozing cunt too, but if you cum I'll literally paddle your ass until you can't sit down. Just wash it out clean for me."

He sits watching as you obey and you can clearly see the outline of a most impressive hard cock pressing on the light cotton of his trouser leg as it stretches down his thigh.

"That's enough. Hang it up again and face me.
"Good. Now cup your tits for me as if you're offering them to me like a wanton lil slut. As you do pinch your nipples.

Now that they're good and hard they must need it so pinch them and then ease the pinch, but each time you pinch, pinch harder Pennyslut.
"Tell me what you're feeling as you do as you're told and what you're thinking and listen for more instructions as you do as you've been told."
 
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