Part one

These stories are about two students and their teachers. All characters are over the age of 18. The events described are entirely fictional. The author does not condone such activity in real life. It’s just a story; if you don’t like such topics, please do not read.

The school always reopened on a Wednesday, allowing students and staff two days to filter back, settle in, and prepare for the term ahead. Apart from Mrs. Banner, of course, who lived on the school grounds, so had never gone anywhere. These couple of days were always tough for her. It brought a welcome change from the dull routine of the holidays. There was suddenly life and movement around her, but it was just as lonely in reality. Everyone was too busy to spare her any time. So she still wandered around, not really sure what she should do and counting the hours before school life restarted.

Of course, this holiday had been extra challenging. In fact, there had been moments of sheer terror at what had happened. These bouts had virtually immobilized her, leaving her staring at the ceiling for hours, fretting over what might happen to her. At other times though, she pottered around the garden with a big distracted smile. The thrill of what had happened to her and, more importantly, she had felt uplifting her.

Mrs. Banner’s husband did not seem to notice a thing, but then he never did.

The question of what would happen next and what she should do haunted her. Martin, Melanie, and Danny had all gone home, and only Melanie knew how to get hold of her. Her friend, though, had been silent the whole time. Mrs. Banner had often gone to message her, but in the end, she had deleted whatever she had typed. Perhaps her friend had done the same thing.

Or maybe not!

In all probability, Melanie did not realize that Mrs. Banner knew what had happened between her and Danny. Or that Mrs. Banner had done similar things with Martin. So the teachers needed to talk and agree on what they should do next. Martin had promised he and Danny would keep what they had done a secret. Could they be trusted, and had Melanie gotten Danny’s same promise?

By Tuesday, the walls of her house were closing in on Mrs. Banner, and she had to escape. She wandered over as casually as she could to the school office, and when Mrs. Baner was sure no one would notice, she checked the register of people who had arrived back. It was a crushing disappointment when Melanie’s name was not on the list after scanning the list of teachers that had returned. Although they would meet at the staff party tonight, she was aching to have a private conversation with her friend.

Mrs. Banner then checked the list of students. Both Martin and Danny were back, which felt more dangerous than anything. The two boys had been in this together from the start. Their planning had led to the two teachers being seduced when they learned about their activities on Literotica, so their presence set Mrs. Banner’s mind racing in all kinds of ways.

There were many more stories involving both boys in various scenarios. One, in particular, her mind kept coming back to. It was a chance to try something she had never done before and had always been intrigued by. However, could she, should she, take this further step? Perhaps, she would be better sticking with only Martin. After all, she knew him rather than Danny, who she did not. A huge confusing, terrifying, tempting, and exciting dilemma.

So, on one hand, this was a perilous game. But, on the other side, today was a rare opportunity, with both boys back already and available. After all the confusion and loneliness of the holidays, she ached to give her slutty persona another try.

She suddenly felt the eyes of the office were on her, standing as she was staring vacantly out into space. Mrs. Banner busied herself at the coffee machine making a Latte. As she did, Margaret, one of the team, came over to her and placed a parcel at her side. Margaret observed that it had just arrived for her. It was addressed to Mrs. Banner and was marked Private and Confidential.

This was unusual but not unheard of, so intrigued, she went up onto the veranda, coffee in hand, and sat at one of the tables to see what it was. At least this was something to distract her. If it was school equipment, there was no point taking it back to the house; she might as well drop it off at her classroom.

She gasped and was immediately grateful that no one was outside when she opened it. She swiftly closed the box to hide the contents and then looked nervously around. No one was about except across the school field; there was Danny and Martin. Of course, they were, she thought! They were staring at her with big smiles on their faces. It was clear what they were thinking and evident who the box was from? For a moment, Mrs. Banner felt overwhelmed. Oh god, out of nowhere, it was suddenly decision time. She had already spent two weeks failing to come to a conclusion. What should she do?

Suddenly, she grabbed a pad and a pen from the table. Of course, you were never far from such things being a school. Swiftly she returned to where she was so she could be clearly seen. They had friends with them, but she had to risk it. Then she wrote a few words on the paper and held it in her hands. Mrs. Banner moved slowly, almost theatrically, to ensure they did not miss what she was doing. Slowly she screwed the piece of paper into a ball, momentarily held it in the air, and then very deliberately dropped it into the bin. Then with a big smile on her face, she turned and disappeared back inside.

On the way back to her house, she actually passed the boys with their friends. God knows why they had put themselves in her path. She saw Martin’s eyes widen slightly at the open box tucked under her arm.

“Welcome back, guys,” she said brightly but did not even break her stride or respond to their returned greeting or inevitable questions. She needed to get this box safely home, and then she had perhaps thirty minutes and lots to do. She felt that she would panic if she stopped to think, which would not help. She must hold her nerve. Anxiety gripped her. Would they realize what she had just done? Was she doing the right thing? Two weeks of agonizing, and now the boys had unexpectantly taken control of the situation, attempting to make her mind up for her. She guessed after the first time she should have expected that. Was her mind made up, though?

It was already too late if they had read the note. This made it easier. Events were now out of her control, she told herself. But, at least the last day of the holiday would be as exciting as the first and very different from all the boring ones in-between.

Part two

When Mrs. Banner stepped nervously out of her en-suite, she knew one or both of the boys were already waiting for her. It turned out to be Danny. He was lounging against her bedroom doorway, a broad grin on his face. She placed her hand defensively across the front of her body just below the neck and then simply stood there and waited for the inevitable appraisal that was to follow.

“Fuck yes,” he commented, more to himself than to her, but it still sent a thrill through her body at his apparent approval. Danny then strode quickly across the room and grabbed her by both arms. Her lovely big eyes looked up at him, wide-eyed with nerves. “The hairs a nice touch,” he said. He was referring to the fact she had arranged it into a ponytail.

“Something I wish I had written,” she replied softly, but now she doubted if creating this story had been a good idea. But she never intended to play it out for real when she had.

“We should not be doing this,” she muttered, words she was supposed to say, but Mrs. Banner felt confused about whether they were from the part she was playing or she actually meant them. This was a big step further on from what had already been a dramatic and risky act. His hand stroked the top of her head, distracting her from her thoughts, and then Danny grabbed her neck, angling her head.

“You sure you want this?” He asked. This was in the story too. So it was impossible to know whether he was playing along or sensing her uneasiness. No, she wasn’t sure, she thought, but Mrs. Banner said she was. The thought of living with the disappointment that she had backed out was more significant than her fear of proceeding. “And you realize Martin is here too?” Danny added. Mrs. Banner nodded. His hand stroked her neck forcibly, not enough to hurt her but enough to convey the message of who was in control. God, why did she like that so much? Danny stepped back.

“So you are sure you want me, my desperate teacher?” He asked, and this was the crunch moment, and Mrs. Banner knew it. It could all end here. All she had to do was say the word, and he would go and take Martin with her. She folded her arms defensively across her body, making Danny think he was about to be told to go.

“Get on with it,” she said irritably but then realized her uncertainty was making her angry. Danny was only looking out for her, so it was unfair to take it out on him. She added more softly. “You and Martin guessed right,” she said, lifting her head to look at him. “I want this. I want you.” She put a lot of emphasis on the last three words before adding more quietly. “I want you both.”

They simply stood and looked at each other, initially both in shock at her words. Then both were delighting in the tension and the anticipation of what was to follow. Finally, Danny turned and walked away. Mrs. Banner gasped, and then she pulled herself together. This was what was meant to happen, and also, Martin would be downstairs. Faintly Mrs. Banner could hear Danny’s steps descending the stairs, and then with a sigh, she followed after him.

Of course, she knew what would happen. Martin was waiting for her on the sofa. Danny would appear behind her as she walked into the lounge. Mrs. Banner knew where they would be and how they would act. Despite this, it was still a shock that Martin immediately grabbed her and pulled her across him when she reached him.

“Get down here,” he commanded as Martin tried to drag Mrs. Banner into place. It wasn’t her acting skills that meant she made it hard for Martin. Her brain was yet to come to terms with the fact that he was simply following the script, her script. And so she resisted. Eventually, though, she relaxed a little and looked back at him, admiring her Ass. Her heart was now racing in excitement at what was to come.

Mrs. Banner’s knees were on the floor with her body lying across his legs. She had put on the shortest shorts she had ever seen. They had been in the box. They made the pair from Melanie look long. Despite this, Martin still pulled them up further. The cheeks of her Ass were already wholly exposed, so his efforts bared only the tiniest fraction of extra flesh.

“It’s a nice little Ass you have,” he said. His hands ran down her exposed skin, and then he did it again and again. Mrs. Banner knew what was coming, was so aware of Martin’s eyes on her that she held her breath. Then finally, he slapped her.

“Do you like that?” Asked Danny from across the room as Martin continued with the gentle stroking of her Ass and then the occasional slap. Danny smiled at how quickly the skin reddened from the attention even though the slaps were light. Mrs. Banner twisted slightly and looked up, shocked at the interruption. She had forgotten about Danny, but he too was in the script. The two boys looked at each other and smiled. “You didn’t tell me about the great Ass,” Danny said. Martin’s other hand was gripping Mrs. Banner’s chest, and as Danny approached, he slowly massaged one breast. He watched Danny’s mouth open a little at the sight. Mrs. Banner looked from one boy to the other. “You ready to be our little slut?” Danny asked. Martin slapped her Ass again, and then his fingers rubbed across her Pussy covered as it was by the denim of her shorts. “We like this story,” he said before adding, “now come here,” as he sat on the sofa opposite.” Let me show you what happens to naughty teachers.” Martin corrected him to desperate teachers, and the boys laughed.

For a moment, Mrs. Banner looked at him and then back at Martin before she slid off his lap and knelt on the floor. She waited while Danny lowered his trousers and pulled out his dick, and then without hesitation, Mrs. Banner crawled the short way forward, opened her mouth, and slipped his cock between her lips.

“Fuck yes,” Danny said. Mrs. Banner began to suck and lick just the tip. “Get that Ass in the air,” ordered Danny. Immediately Mrs. Banner obeyed, stroking his shaft as well as sucking now. Danny reached behind her and slapped her Ass twice, bringing her head closer to his. “You like that, don’t you?” He said, but as the story demanded, Mrs. Banner simply went back to blowing him. “Good girl,” he said.

“Look at that cherry red Ass,” Martin said as he rose and grabbed it. Like before, he tried unsuccessfully to pull the shorts up further and bare more skin. Danny told her to keep sucking, which she did, but at the same time, she was very aware of Martin lowering his trousers behind her. “Now turn around,” he added, and when Mrs. Banner turned, she found him already sitting. She reached across and began to blow Martin. For the first time, she made sucking and choking noises as she went to work.

“Get that Ass up,” Danny said as he dropped onto the floor behind her. As Martin had before, he grabbed her Ass and then explored it with his hands molding the flesh as he had with her breasts. “Keep sucking Martin’s dick,” he ordered as he reached around the front and undid her shorts before pushing her legs together and then peeling the shorts off her. As soon as her Ass was bare, the two boys looked at each other. “Fuck yes,” Danny said, “she has it in.” He took off his shirt. “She is our desperate teacher,” he said, and he made her gasp by pushing at the butt plug she was wearing. This was yet another item from the box.

“You going to let us fuck your Ass then?” Martin said as he grabbed her ponytail to hold her head in place and rose. Mrs. Banner stopped sucking him to tell him to stick to the script, but in response, he grabbed her head and pushed his dick right down her throat. “Oh, I’ll stick to the story if you will,” Danny said, making her chock on his cock just like the story demanded. When he let her pull her head back, she did not comment, and he gave her just a moment before deep throating her again. He held her head and fed her his dick, briskly moving it in and out of her mouth.

“Come back over here,” said Danny, who was now naked and back on the sofa. Mrs. Banner, still gasping from the hardest face fucking she had ever had, turned and moved back towards Danny. “Now, who isn’t following the story?” Martin chuckled. “Get back on my dick and then crawl to Danny.” Mrs. Banner confused back away, but it took Martin reaching out and grabbing her head to steer her back to sucking his cock. She was held there and made to bob up and down. Then for the sake of the story, Danny repeated himself. “Come back over here,” he said. Mrs. Banner slipped off Martin’s cock, and getting low down, she crawled the short distance to Danny. His dick was pointing straight at her, so without the need to use her hands, she began to suck it. “That’s it,” he said, “no hands.” Behind her, she heard rustling and knew that Martin was stripped, ready for the next stage. Danny held her head and told her to look at him; he, too, began to fuck her face.

Behind her, Martin, now naked, pulled the butt plug out a little way making her gasp, and he lubricated it from the lube in the box and then pushed it back in. Mrs. Banner was then hauled to her feet, and Martin pulled her shirt up and over her head. Danny rose too, and as soon as she was naked, he pushed her back to her knees, and she was made to stroke his dick while sucking Martin’s. She was then made to swap around as each man periodically moved her mouth onto their dick.

Above her, they discussed what they should do. How they were going to teach her a lesson for being such a desperate teacher. Mrs. Banner stroking both dicks at once simply looked up at them.

“Is that what you want, Mrs. Banner?” Martin said, looking down at her, “to be taught a lesson?”

“Please fuck me,” she said. “I have never been with two guys. Show me how a desperate teacher needs to be treated.”

Martin grabbed her under the arm and lifted her to her feet. Then with an arm around her waist, he picked her up. She observed how strong Martin was, much more than she had expected or written. She wrapped her legs around his waist and his arms around his neck. Just as she had imagined she would, as he slipped his dick inside her.

“Oh yes,” she moaned as Martin’s strong arms began to bounce her up and down. She could feel Danny was holding the butt plug but more at the moment to stop it from falling out. She had not thought of this in the story or how he could use it to increase her pleasure, but he was improvising, and it was so good. He held onto the plug, so as Mrs. Banner rose, it came out a little bit, and then as Mrs. Banner came back down, it reinserted. “Oh shit,” she wailed with the plug, I feel so, so,” she struggled for the word. “The pressure is so intense.” She finally said. Then after being bounced for a little while, she found her way back to the story. “Pass me to Danny,” she said, “I want him to fuck me too.”

Martin spun her around, and Danny grabbed her. She was positioned a little differently this time with her leg on his shoulder, but this heightened her pleasure, opening her wider and allowing Danny’s impressively large cock deeper access to her Pussy. He fucked her hard. The butt plug slowly worked out as he lifted her and let her fall. Mrs. Banner, for her part, just held Danny around the neck as firmly as she could, the pleasure of being fucked so hard with the added pressure from the butt plug overwhelming her.

“Ohhhh,” Mrs. Banner said as the plug finally fell out, and then “eeeekkkkkkkkk” as Danny threw her over his shoulder and carried her back upstairs. After that, she did not move. Mrs. Banner tried to get her head together as they headed back to the bedroom. Martin dropped her onto the bed as soon as they reached the room she had got ready in earlier. Danny held her down while Martin was lubing his cock for the next stage.

“Legs open,” Martin commanded.

“Be gentle, please,” Mrs. Banner begged and then added, “I mean it be careful.” This was off-script, but she could not help herself. Danny fed his cock into her mouth as both men arranged her so her feet were in the air and legs open. He began to offer up the head of his cock to her Ass, and Danny backed away to watch.

“Are you ready, Mrs. Banner?” Martin asked, and Mrs. Banner nodded. “Just try to be nice and relaxed,” he counseled. Slowly his cock slid in a little way making her gasp, and then Martin withdrew. He repeated the process, using his finger to play with her clit simultaneously. Martin held her head, making him look at her as he slowly moved in a bit of way and then out of her. He was carefully watching her reaction. Finally, he let her head fall back on the bed, paused, lubed some more, and resumed his finger stroking her Pussy again.

“Are you ready for some cock sucking?” Danny asked, and when Mrs. Banner nodded, he carefully moved back onto the bed. He was wise to use that line from the story to check she was ready, she thought gratefully, but the distraction of sucking his dick was what she needed. So as Danny’s dick was presented to her, she eagerly grabbed it and took it deep into his mouth as soon as it was within reach. But, unfortunately, the intensity of being fucked up the Ass meant that all she could do was lie there moaning at times. Danny would then tap his dick against her closed mouth, waiting to be let back in, which eventually would happen.