Confiscating And Fornicating

It's the last day before summer, lights low in the empty classroom. Three teachers—Katrina Colt, Ashley Lane, Katie Kush—dump a cardboard box on the floor and start rooting through the haul of confiscated crap and lost-and-found junk. Senior-year loot: half-empty bottles of lube, sticky porn mags, lost AirPods, and, buried at the bottom, two fat strap-on cocks still in their plastic wrap. The three of them freeze, then laugh like they just hit the jackpot. Ashley Lane pulls one out, still boxed. Katie turns the other over in her hands and runs her thumb along the silicone shaft, already wet at the idea. They don’t bother going anywhere else. Katrina shoves desks aside, clears space on a wide table, and they get straight to it. Katie on all fours, the thick purple cock harnessed to Ashley’s hips, spitting on the head before driving it in hard. Katrina lines up behind Ashley, snugging the second harness between her thighs, spits once more for lube, and pushes in deep. The room fills with low grunts, slick sounds, and the creak of the table legs. They switch up fast—Katie still getting pounded from behind while Ashley swaps straps so she can ride Katrina’s face while getting fucked at the same time. Spit running down chins, straps squeaking, skin slapping. Double-penetration: Katie taking one cock in her cunt while the second pushes past her slick ring and stretches her asshole. Every thrust rocks the whole table, every moan louder than it should be in a school after hours. When they finally finish, the straps hit the floor in a sweaty pile and the three of them just grin at each other, breathing hard, already talking about round two next year.