Futa Naked in School Ch. 04

"I'll vote for you!" they all promised after I gave them quick kisses on the lips.

Girls, too, posed with me. That freshman girl from the assembly, who must be a lesbian, sidled up to me. Adile had such exotic skin. She must be Middle Eastern with that dusky hue. She shoved her hand between my thighs, rubbing my cunt while one of the A/V club nerds, a black-haired futa named Lizaveta Kuznetsov, snapped the picture.

Adile pulled her fingers away and sucked them clean, moaning, "You taste good. Maybe you and me could sixty-nine sometimes."

"Maybe," I told her with a wink. I'd never really thought about girls, but she looked cute in her tight jeans, her round breasts jiggling in her knit-sweater top. "Do I have your vote?"

"I don't know," she said, her tone flirty. "Umeko's got great tits, too, and her pussy might taste even better."

"No way that's possible," I told her, my body on fire.

During lunch, two of the cheerleaders, an Arab sophomore named Jalila with dark-brown skin, and a freshman named Genevieve with midnight black hair and blue eyes, posed with me. I had my arms around both cheerleaders, the pair in their purple and gold uniforms. They cuddled up on either side of me, both smelling so sweet. They stood on one leg, their others bent before me, their knees meeting above my stomachs. It was almost like they were humping against my hips.

They gripped my large breasts and pressed their faces against mine. My skin felt alive. Pussy juices trickled own my thighs as I quivered. Genevieve's fingers found my nipple, pinching my nub while I moaned.

My hands slid lower, gripping their asses through their pleated skirts.

"Say cheese," Lizaveta said, holding her camera. The nerdy futa was having a blast taking our photos, her jeans tented by her hard futa-dick.

"Cheese!" the three of us said.

The camera flashed as she took our pictures.

"This will look great in the yearbook," the futa said. "Cheerleaders posing with the future homecoming queen."

"She hasn't won yet," Umeko sneered as she sauntered by, a group of futas panting after her, one holding her food tray.

I glared at her.

"No, she hasn't," said Tanisha Reed.

I shuddered as the junior sauntered up to me. She was another futa on the football team, an Amazonian beauty. She was a defensive linebacker. She had a big grin on her dark face, her Afro fuzzy and giving her a wild look. Her round breasts were almost spilling out of the low-cut, blue blouse she wore, her skirt swirling about toned thighs.

"Shelena wants us all to vote for Umeko," Tanisha continued as she took the cheerleader's place posing with me.

"Oh?" I asked then gasped as she shoved her ebony hand between my thighs. She rubbed my pussy, stroking me through my blonde bush. I groaned, my braid swaying down my naked back.

"Shelena's a dick," Tanisha continued. "I think I'd rather throw in my lot with you."

"I'm not fucking you for a vote," I moaned even as my pussy clenched, aching for those knowing fingers to slam into me.

"Not asking for it," she said, her other hand grabbing my ass.

"Say cheese!" Lizaveta said.

Tanisha snorted. I smiled as the photo snapped, my body on fire. She pulled her hand away, leaving me quivering. I was so close to my orgasm. I wanted it so badly. I almost asked her to fuck me right here, not caring we were in the cafeteria.

Tanisha licked her dark fingers clean of my tangy cream. Before she turned to saunter away, I saw the large bulge of her futa-dick tenting her skirt. Then she whirled, her ass swaying as she strutted on her heels, so tall and sexy.

"Damn," I moaned, quivering.

Then another futa sidled up to me, a big grin on her lips. She hugged me from behind, humping her cock into my rump as she groped my tits and nibbled on my neck. My pussy clenched, juices dribbling down my thighs.

I was on fire.

Lunch was torture. No girl or futa posed with me long enough to get me off. They all touched me, teasing my nipples, stroking my plump vulva and aching labia. None penetrated me, only frustrated me. One bold futa acutely sucked my nipple before darting off to her friends who all giggled.

My first afternoon class, orchestra practice, was hard to focus in. When Miss Kerry asked if I wanted relief, I almost said yes. It was the first day. I shouldn't need to surrender, but it was so hard resisting my lust. I squirmed on the seat, my pussy leaving a puddle of my passion behind as I struggled to play my clarinet.

I couldn't focus on Miss Kerry leading the orchestra. My eyes were glazed over. I groaned, my heart thudding in my chest. I felt eyes on me. Two futas, Flower and Eve, kept glancing at me as they sat on either side of me. During rests, they would rub my thighs or squeeze my tits, keeping me on the edge of orgasming.

I squeaked a lot on my clarinet.

When class ended, Flower moaned, "I wished I was in your next class. I would totally volunteer to give you satisfaction."

Satisfaction...

That word echoed through my mind as I was groped, stroked, teased, and tortured on my way to my fifth class, Medieval History. I was delirious. My entire body brimmed with lust. It was so much. No wonder Ginny was getting gangbanged by her third day.

I had never been hornier in my life.

I stumbled into my class just as the warning bell rang. I shuddered, my large tits heaving, my thighs coated in so much pussy juices. All I smelled when I inhaled was my tangy cunt. My bush was utterly soaked.

"Ah, Denice," Miss Adair said, giving me a big smile. Her nipples hardened against her blouse, her tongue flicking across her lips. Her brown eyes burned. "I am so glad you're here. You look like you're in need of satisfaction."

Every futa in the room straightened up. Stacie Ward was sitting nearest me. The purple-haired futa arched her eyebrows at me. Her tongue flicked across her lips in such a suggestive manner. My pussy clenched as I remembered her promise earlier.

"I need satisfaction!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I couldn't control myself any longer. I was lost to this haze of need. "Stacie! I want you to eat my pussy! You can hold your breath, right?"

"I'll snorkel in your cunt and prove it," Stacie said, a cocky grin on her face. Her hazel eyes quivered. Her nipples were hard atop her small breasts, her tight, sleeveless top molding to them.

"Good!" I moaned. I dropped my bookbag as the class all broke out in cheers.

I sat down on Stacie's desk. It was wide enough for me to face the futa. I threw my right leg over her ducking head, presenting my blonde-furred muff for her to feast on. To satiate me. I couldn't take this torture any longer.

"Make me explode!" I moaned, my pussy clenching. My tart musk only grew smaller.

"Do it!" gasped Iesha, a horny futa.

"Ooh, I could use getting my pussy licked!" Sanaa said, the girl shivering.

"I'll do it!" volunteered Iesha.

"Or me," Christina groaned, another futa.

"Eww, no!" Sanaa said.

"You're so brave, Denice," Ivory said, leaning forward to watch. The girl had a wild gleam in her eyes.

"I'm so horny!" I moaned, my large tits heaving. "Come on, Stacie, get eating. Make me cum while the entire class watches.

"Yes," groaned Miss Adair. She rubbed her hands up and down her skirt, groping her pussy threw it. "Give her satisfaction."

Stacie's chair scraped back as she leaned down. Her hands slid up my thighs. Her lips were hot as she kissed at my inner flesh. I groaned, a hot shiver running through me. It shot up my pussy to my cunt. I groaned, my snatch clenching as she kissed higher and higher. My heart thundered in my chest. I squirmed, my juices flowing.

Her tongue dragged up my leg, sending ripples up my skin. She was licking up the cream staining my inner thighs. Her dyed-purple hair brushed my inner flesh as she came closer and closer, nibbling on me.

"Stop teasing me and eat me!" I moaned.

"I want you to enjoy this," Stacie answered. "When I eat a girl, I make sure it's done right."

"Oh, yes," whimpered Sanaa. "Pay attention, futas!"

Had she been eaten by Stacie?

Chairs scraped as the futas crowded in to watch, our professor with them. I groaned, squirming. My heart thundered in my chest as Stacie came closer and closer to my pussy. Then her lips were nuzzling through my blonde bush. My tits jiggled and heaved.

Her tongue lapped through my folds. I shuddered at the hot delight, my back arching. A wanton moan escaped my lips. It felt wonderful to be touched instead of being teased. Stacie sought to please me. To make me cum and give me satisfaction. This wasn't about Stacie perving on me. This wasn't about her enjoying groping a naked girl. This was all about her giving me delight.

I shuddered as her tongue danced through my folds. She had her face pressed tight into me, licking, lapping, teasing me.

It was amazing.

"Oh, Stacie, yes!" I moaned, my back arching. "Ooh, you got your face deep in my snatch. You're like snorkeling in my cunt. I love it."

"Yes, she is," groaned Iesha.

"Just tonguing you," whimpered Dina, a slender futa.

"So lucky," groaned Sanaa.

"Just got to go naked, then you can get your snatch eaten in class," Christina said.

I let their words flow over me as Stacie proved how good she was at holding her breath. She had her face pressed into my snatch. I didn't know how she could breathe at all. Her nose nuzzled into my clit while her tongue wiggled so deep into me.

I gasped, my back arching. My breasts jiggled and swayed before me. My thighs squeezed around her purple hair, holding her head in place. I leaned back, my hands gripping the edge of her desk. I humped against her, grinding my snatch on her mouth.

"Yes, yes, Stacie! Eat me!" I moaned. "That's it. Get that tongue in me. I'm going to cum! I need this so badly!"

"Go, Denice, go!" Felicia cheered. "Woot, that's hot!"

"So hot!" I moaned back, stars dancing before my eyes. My heart raced. Thunder pounded through my veins. "Mmm, Stacie, you are amazing! I wish my exes ate pussy as well as you! I'd still be dating them."

Stacie only growled her hunger into me. She squeezed my thighs as she fluttered her tongue through my folds. She drove me wild. My orgasm swelled faster and faster. Every lick of her tongue, every swipe through my folds, had me trembling in bliss. I whimpered, my head tossing back and forth. I groaned, my hands flexing.

Her tongue dove so deep into me. She fluttered it through my folds, driving me wild. My eyes squeezed shut. My heart pounded in my chest. I whimpered and moaned. The heat built and built in me. This delicious, amazing, outstanding bliss brought me closer and closer to exploding.

"Oh, my goddess, that's it!" I gasped. "Just keep licking me! I'm going to... Cum!"

My orgasm burst through me. Hot waves of bliss rippled through my pussy. My eyes fluttered. The pleasure washed through my body. My head threw back. I gasped and moaned, squirming and grinding against her hungry mouth.

Her tongue fluttered through my folds. She lapped up my cream, keeping my bliss alive. My pussy convulsed, spasming, aching to be filled. Her tongue felt nice, but I needed something more. I'd never fucked a futa before the third date.

Not before I was sure of my feelings.

Right now, I didn't care.

"Stacie, get your dick in me!" I howled. "I need to cum."

"Yes, fuck her!" Christina groaned, squeezing her cock through her jeans.

"You have five minutes. Make them count, Stacie," Miss Adair moaned, a look of such lust on her as she rubbed her cunt through her skirt.

"Give it to her!" gasped Dina.

"Fuck her hard," cheered a girl named Felicia.

Stacie lifted her face from my pussy. Her small breasts heaved in her tight top, nipples poking hard. My cream coated her lips and cheeks. She ripped up her skirt, her pantyhose covering her black panties and bulging cock. She shoved both nylons and underwear down in a single go, her dick popping out, thrusting from her shaved pussy, her labia clinging about her futa-cock's base.

"Damn, Denice," groaned Stacie. "You don't have to do this. I'm fine."

"No, no, fuck me!" I moaned, grabbing her dick. I was out of control with lust. "I need more satisfaction. Make me cum with this dick!"

She kissed me hard as I guided her cock to my pussy. I squirmed on her desk as I rubbed her into my blonde bush. I tasted my tart passion on her mouth, savoring my cream as she buried into me. I whimpered into her kiss. My pussy, still trembling, welcomed her dick.

My silky snatch squeezed around her girth as the futas cheered her on. I shuddered, unable to believe I was having sex in my Medieval History class. College felt so surreal, but it was amazing to feel her pumping away in me. She fucked me hard, driving her dick into me as our tongues dueled.

Her hands stroked my naked back, my braided hair swinging as I shuddered. I squirmed, clutching to her. My nipples rubbed against her top, feeling her hard nubs through the material. I whimpered, tingles racing through me, shooting down to my pussy.

I whimpered, my cunt rejoicing every time Stacie slammed into me and filled me. She fucked me hard. Her desk groaned beneath her. I shuddered, hugging her tight. Our bodies heaved together. We worked towards our pleasure.

My tongue danced and dueled with hers. My tongue fluttered through her mouth. I gripped her hard. It was this incredible treat to feel. I whimpered into the kiss, my pussy clenching around her. I gripped her, held onto her.

She buried to the hilt into me again and again. She slammed her dick into my depths. My orgasm built again. This fast, hot tide of passion rose inside of me. Every plunge of her futa-cock into my cunt churned me up.

I broke the kiss to moan, "Oh, yes, yes! This is amazing! Wonderful! Oh, yes, yes, Stacie! Cum in me!"

Cheers erupted from the futas.

"Damn!" Stacie groaned, her dick slamming hard into my cunt.

The desk creaked beneath me. She pumped with such passion. I held her tight, rubbing my tits into her top, my nipples drinking in the feel of the fabric of her top, the impression of her small breasts rubbing against my boobs. I squirmed and shuddered against her. I gripped her tight.

"Cum in me!" I moaned again. "Just fire that jizz into me. I'm on the shot. I love feeling a futa spurt in me!"

"Cum in her!" moaned the futas. "Cum in her!"

"Do it!" cheered Felicia.

"Yes," panted our professor, her face flushed.

My clit throbbed every time Stacie slammed into me. Her pubic bone crushed it, her shaved pudenda rubbing against my sensitive bud. I whimpered, my eyes widening. Her dick speared into me hard.

I came.

My pussy convulsed around her dick. I bucked on the desk, my snatch writhing and spasming. My flesh sucked at her girl-cock. My hair danced about my shoulders. I whimpered as the heat slammed through me. This wonderful bliss that swept through my body.

"Oh, yes, that's it!" I moaned. "Oh, you're making me feel incredible. Oh, my goddess, I'm cumming so hard on your futa-dick, Stacie!"

"Yes!" she moaned and rammed into me. Her face twisted in bliss.

Her cum fired into my snatch.

I shuddered as hot jizz pumped into my twat. Blast after blast of her thick futa-cream filled me. I groaned, my pussy milking her. It was incredible. What my body had craved all day as I posed and paraded around school.

I groaned out in rapture. My eyes fluttered. I clung to her, my body shifting, shuddering. Every blast of her cum sent another wave of passion through me. My thoughts melted as my cunt welcomed every drop of her futa-cum.

"Oh, my goddess, I needed that!" I moaned. "Oh, thank you, Stacie."

"You definitely got my vote now," Stacie moaned. "You're going to be homecoming queen!"

"Yes!" I hissed, my pussy clenching around her futa-dick.

She pulled her cock out of me. I savored the feel of her cum dripping out of my pussy. I drifted to my seat, sank down, and then just let the class pass in an orgasmic daze. I was feeling so high, glad I only had one more class to go.

My final class passed swiftly. I posed with some more futas, started to get horny again, but the school day was swiftly over. I collected my clothes from the president's office, dressed just outside, and waved goodbye to my admirers.

"I hope you all vote for me!" I said. I blew some kisses then sauntered home.

I had homework to do. I smiled, feeling good about spending my first day naked at college.

~~ * ~~

Tuesday

I arrived the next day and found President McTaggart waiting with a big smile on her lips. The futa shook a bag she held at me. I put on a grin as my admirers were already waiting to pose with me some more.

"Let's just get those pesky clothes off you, Denice," the president said, her green eyes twinkling. The wind rustled her red hair.

My cheeks burned. You'd think yesterday--walking around naked, posing with all the futas, and getting eaten out and fucked by Stacie in my history class--would take away being embarrassed. It didn't.

I pulled off the simple t-shirt I wore since I didn't see the need for anything fancy. My breasts bounced in my sports bra, another easy item to slip off. My tits spilled out as I peeled the stretchy, gray material upwards. Groans came from my admires. Lizaveta was snapping fresh pictures, the nerdy futa grinning at me the entire time. She kept groping her hard dick between pics.

Feeling saucy, and getting in the spirit of it now that my tits were out, I turned, bent over, and pulled off my sweat pants and panties in one go, my ass and pussy on display. I shivered, feeling all the eyes on me.

"That's perfect," Lizaveta moaned, her voice an almost squeaking soprano. "I can see your pussy peeking through your pubic hair."

"Good," I said, shivering. "Pass that pic out to all my fans. Put a kiss on the pic and say, 'I love you all, Denice!'"

"Oh, yes," she moaned as I straightened and dropped my clothing into the bag.

"Glad you're getting in the spirit of it," purred President McTaggart.

I was heading for the doors when the Hayward twins appeared, one in tight jeans and a belly shirt, the other in a halter top that cupped her large tits and a flirty skirt. They both grinned at me, their brown eyes hungry.

"I hear you're fucking futas to earn votes," said Danita. I knew it was her because she usually wore jeans.

"No," I said, shaking my head. "I didn't fuck Stacie for her vote." I so wished Stacie hadn't said that I had her votes after our romp. "I just needed to get laid."

"We could help you with that," the twins said.

"Maybe if I win," I said, "and you vote for me."

I sauntered between them, brushing their breasts through their tops and squeezing both their cocks through their clothing. A naughty surge ran through me. It would be kinda hot to fuck a pair of twin futas, to feel their identical dicks slamming into me.

Maybe I should ask them for satisfaction.

"Hey, Denice," Tanisha Reed said. The Amazonian futa sauntered to me on her heels, her hips swaying and round breasts jiggling. She wore a belly shirt today, her coffee-brown midriff on display. "I've heard rumors."

I groaned as her arm went around my shoulder, pulling me to her. "I'm not fucking for votes."

"Umeko is," Tanisha said, nodding ahead to a crowd. I could hear moans coming from there.

Sexual moans.

"Shelena's fucking her right now, and a lot of the football team is lining up," Tanisha said, her hand sliding down to squeeze my rump. "Umeko's promising to fuck anyone, futa or girl, who will vote for her. I'd hate to see you lose. I think you're hotter than Umeko."

I groaned as she squeezed my rump. "Dammit." I swallowed, glancing at Umeko. My pussy was growing wetter and wetter listening to Umeko moan and gasp. "I'm not losing to that slut. Do I have your vote, Tanisha?"