“That won’t work, I know this college,” she said.
“Just tell her you were following the headmistress’s order to help out newcomers and that’s why you’re a few minutes late,” I told her. “Let’s go.”
“Yes, Master.”
She hurried over to me and took my hand.
We emerged into an empty hallway. I had chemistry next, and we quickly had to part. I rushed around the corner and took a flight of stairs two at a time. I darted towards the classroom and burst in a few minutes late. It was a chemistry lab with workbenches instead of desks, each one with the gas spigots and bunts and burners on them. Everyone was sitting on stools instead of sits. The nun, Sister Anna Petra, glanced at me.
“Lost?” she asked me. “You looked flushed. Running around?”
“Yeah, sorry,” I said and looked around. I spotted Aleah with Vanessa, the girl from my first-period math class who asked me to tutor her. My sex slave, her red hair in pigtails, gave me a naughty grin and motioned to me. “Just… overwhelming, you know.”
“I bet, Mr. Derrickson. I believe Miss Buckley is saving a stool for you,” she said. “She says she’s your girlfriend?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“Sorry, ladies,” the nun said as I sauntered by, “there’s no point in wasting those youthful hormones on Mr. Derrickson, he’s in a committed relationship.”
A look of panic crossed Vanessa’s face. She was a busty, black-haired girl, her tits stretching out that wonderful blouse. Aleah leaned over and whispered something that relaxed Vanessa. I took my place between the two girls at the bench, dropping my bag beneath the table. Both girls were standing instead of sitting, so I joined copied them.
“Master, I negotiated a ‘study lesson’ with Vanessa,” Aleah said, her hand sliding over to rub across my crotch and squeezing me. “During lunch tomorrow.”
“Yeah,” Vanessa said. Then she passed over a pair of blue panties with white lace on her waistband.
“Looking forward to helping you practice some things,” I said, slipping the panties into my pocket. It was bulging with panties now.
“I promise to pay you with anal sex,” Vanessa answered.
Aleah had a broad grin on her face as she groped my cock. She was clearly proud of arranging that. I put my hand on her ass and gave her rump a squeeze. She shuddered. She definitely deserved a reward later on today.
Sister Anna Petra went into her safety spell, talking about safety goggles and warning about chemicals and what to do if someone was contaminated. The entire time, I was standing between two sexy Catholic girls, one my sex slave and the other offering me her asshole. The magic Kyle’s genie wife put on me gave me sexual stamina.
Despite all the fun I was having, I was hard. Aleah squeezed and kneaded my cock. My naughty sex slave glanced at me, her small breasts rising and falling in her blouse. She looked so wicked. She massaged me.
Then she unzipped me.
“Naughty,” I whispered.
She slid her hand into my pants. I groaned at the feel of her sliding into my fly. Vanessa glanced down, her eyes widening. Shock rippled across her face. She shot Aleah a look. My sex slave winked and then pulled my cock out the slit in the front of my boxers.
She stroked my cock as the nun was going over the use of the eye-washing station. I stared at her talking while that delicious hand pumped up and down my cock. Vanessa squirmed beside me, her large breasts jiggling and bouncing in her blouse. She bit her lip. Her skirt swayed back and forth as she squirmed.
She was just a delicious treat.
“Why don’t you put a down payment on tomorrow’s study session,” I said, my voice coached low.
“Mmm, yes,” Aleah purred. I gave her ass a squeeze as she wiggled beside me. She slid her soft hand up to the tip of my cock and massaged my crown. She rubbed the precum into the tip. The pleasure surged over me. “That sounds perfect.”
Vanessa’s hands, currently resting on the gray counter dotted with flecks of white and black, twitched. Her cheeks were scarlet. Her left hand slid off the counter. She drifted down and brushed my cock near the base. She slid her fingers around me. Held me tight.
Aleah nodded and released my cock. My sex slave was happy that I was getting pleased. That this sexy girl was pumping her hand up and down my body while I darted my eyes around the room, staring at the other girls. Brenda from my Math class was standing beside Hailee from my English class. Their skirts fell over their rumps as they watched the nun miming how to use the eyewash station.
Vanessa’s delightful hand slid up and down my cock. She pumped with slow strokes. It made getting through the tedious safety checklist bearable. My balls tingled. The cum built pressure in my balls. Her hand massaged the tip, stroking it.
“Just like that,” I said beneath my breath, my eyes falling on Sister Anna. She was a slender nun. She was one of the new professors introduced at the welcome assembly, a bright smile on her pink lips. What did she look like underneath that habit?
Vanessa’s wonderful hand pumped faster and faster. She stroked me with that delightful grip. The pleasure shot down to my balls. My nuts twitched as the pressure built. My eyes studied the girls in the class. There was a cute brunette with some of her hair braided and hanging over the rest of her hair falling straight down her back. A cute, Hispanic girl with nut-brown skin, who was bent over two stations before me, had her plump rump hugged by her red-and-green tartan skirt.
God, I loved this. My cock throbbed in Vanessa’s grip as she pumped her fingers up and down my dick. The pleasure built faster and faster. This wonderful explosion that would burst from me. I didn’t make a sound as it built.
I squeezed Aleah’s ass hard.
She smiled. “Enjoying yourself.”
“I am,” I groaned.
Sister Anna Petra began discussing the various equipment. My eyes fluttered. The pressure soared. She had such a round face. Pink lips that begged to be kissed. To be wrapped around a dick. My heart pounded faster and faster.
My cock erupted.
Hot jizz spurted from my cock and splattered against the inside of the counter. The pleasure fired through my body. I grit my teeth to keep from grunting. Waves of darkness washed across my vision as the rapture slammed into my mind.
Vanessa pumped her hand faster and faster. She worked that delicious fist up and down my cock. My cock spurted over and over. My body shook. I squeezed hard on my sex slave’s ass. I pressed my fingers into her crack.
“Damn,” I groaned as I spurted a final time. “You are definitely getting that study date tomorrow, Vanessa.”
“Good,” she panted, her hand sliding up and down my cock, working out the last of my jizz. Watery cum poured out of the tip of my dick. She pulled her hand away and gasped at the milky jizz running over the back of her hand.
“Lick it up,” Aleah said as she grabbed my cock and started putting me away.
Vanessa glanced around and then quickly raised her hand to her mouth. She lapped at the milky jizz right there in class. Her pink tongue swept out. She licked it up and a large shudder ran through her body.