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Chapter Three: Lola's Futa Epiphany

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Lola Lovell's Week, Thursday

The sharp scent jolted me awake. Smelling salts.

I stared up into Nurse Luann's face. Her hazel eyes studied me. I shuddered, trembling, this embarrassed heat rushing through me. I struggled together myself. I was lying on a bed in the nurse's office. I was here because...

“Oh, no,” I groaned.

“I'm sorry,” she said. “I didn't mean to spring that news on you so abruptly.”

“A sugar pill?” I asked, this warmth shot through me. “But I was so horny. I did such wanton things.”

“You just relaxed your self-control and explored your desires,” the nurse said. She sat down beside me, an attractive futa wearing pink scrubs. I remembered her licking my pussy clean yesterday. She'd eaten out all of the futa-cum from my depths.

“So it was me all the time?” I shuddered. “I ate out Macie's pussy. I devoured her like I was a lesbian.”

“Well, certainly bi,” she said and smiling. “And what's so wrong with that? So you like futa-pussy and girl-pussy. Lots of girls are like that.”

My cheeks warmed more. “I had sex with Shelena. I was so horny, I just texted her and begged her to fuck me like a slut.”

“Probably because you always wanted to be fucked like a slut, you just refused to face your desires.” She shifted. “Have you ever heard of Carla Jung?”

“Isn't she one of the futas who pioneered psychology?” I asked.

“She established a different school of thought from Sigumnda Freud. To Jung, we all have a shadow self. The repository of our darker impulses, the things that society doesn't consider proper. Or that you don't consider proper. Desires to be fucked like a slut, for instance. Until we can recognize our shadow self and understand this other aspect of our psychology, we can never be whole people. You don't have to follow your shadow self, in fact sometimes you shouldn't, but it is a part of you. What you did with those futas, with me, with your friend were all you. Just the parts you refused to acknowledge. Now that you have, it's up to you how you want to integrate them. When your week's over and you can be clothed again at school, you might never get wild again. You might have gotten that slut rush out of you. Maybe you'll find that futa, settle down into monogamy, and be happy.

“Or maybe you'll realize you like it. That you want to keep doing it. That you don't have to let shame and repression hold you back.”

“It was nice not feeling ashamed,” I said, reflecting on the last day. “To not feel guilty that my pussy started getting wet or that my nipples tingled. No struggle fighting that ache to masturbate instead of just surrendering to it.”

She smiled at me. “See. And now you're in a society that doesn't judge a girl for wanting to be a slut.”

“They celebrate it.” I leaned back, my breasts jiggling. “But now it means I've had sex with my best friend, and she clearly wasn't okay with it.”

“Well, she didn't resist you,” said the nurse.

“Yes, she did. I pressed her.”

“Oh, she gave some token resistance.” The nurse smiled. “You know, girls sometimes like to do that. To hide the depths of their passion. A girl will put up a little struggle but she really wants you to press her. Trust me, your friend was into it at the time. It's just now she's had time for shame and guilt to work on her.”

“What can I do about her?” I asked. “I mean, there must be a real pill for it to be in the rules.”

“There is. It's a mild sedative. Just calms you down. Doesn't make you horny or fix any real problems. Just helps a girl that's having a hard time relaxing while naked.”

“Oh,” I said. “So no drugs. I have to fix this some other way?”

The nurse nodded.

I slid from the bed and stood up. My round breasts swayed before me. I stared down at my body and then headed out of the nurse's office. What to make of my own actions? I had clearly just gone wild. I found an excuse to indulge without finding guilt, and I did it.

A lot.

Way more than I ever thought possible. I had anal sex. I licked pussies. I sucked cocks. I reveled in the taste of cum. I couldn't believe all the wild and naughty things I had done. I felt dazed as I headed naked down the hallway.

A heat rushed through me as I remembered all the things I did. Even being fucked by Shelena, bent over the toilet, and begging to be her slut only brought warmth and not shame. Well, a little shame. I felt like such an idiot for being so easily tricked.

For so easily throwing away my principals.

Why did I found the Purity Society?

Because I was scared of my own lusts and wanted to continue being a virgin? That thought made me shiver. I had never really thought of my motivations. I just embraced indignation and outrage. I shouted as loud as I could be, trying to impose my will on others because I was scared of having that own freedom for myself.

How messed up was that?

Did other moral busybodies do the same thing? Was that why those telling you not to do something were invariably found out to be guilty of doing it in secret. Did they project their own hangups on the world and then tried to mold it to their will instead of just letting people act how they wanted.

Look at Salome and Paloma. They were a dating couple who weren't having sex with each other let alone others. They weren't in my Purity Society, didn't swear to uphold our pledge, and we're doing it because it was their choice. They wanted their first time together to be special or something.

“Mmm, there you are,” a familiar voice purred. A pair of hands grabbed my rump, squeezing. “Lola Lovell... Damn, I still can't believe you're going naked and the week's almost done.”

“Hi, Teal,” I said, looking back at the freshman. She was two years my junior and one of the best at groping girls in the Program. Though, from what I heard, she didn't score that often. I understood. She had this desperation about her.

“Mmm, this ass,” she groaned, kneading my rump. I wiggled my hips, my sandy-blonde hair swaying about my face. “I love this ass, you know that?”

“I bet you do,” I purred. I couldn't go back to that old me. I had learned that having sex wasn't scary. Getting fucked like a slut by the college's quarterback didn't make me into a terrible girl. It just made me horny.

Human.

“Mmm, yeah, you like my asshole, don't you,” I purred.

“Damn, it's hot hearing you say that, prez.” Her fingers dug into my butt-cheeks, parting them and exposing my rump. “And look at that. I heard you got your asshole broken in by one of the Hayward twins this morning.”

“Uh-huh,” I said, wiggling my hips. “I had them both in me. Identical futa-cocks.”

“Shit, the Program is amazing,” the younger futa moaned. “Do you mind...? Can I... you know...?”

I giggled. She sounded so embarrassed, so innocent. Like I used. “You want to finger my asshole?”

“Yeah,” she said. “Can I?”

“Wet your finger first,” I said. I was right in the middle of the hallway. I could hear the bustling cafeteria echoing. We were close. I had gone to the nurse's office to get a pill for Macie in lieu of lunch.



“I can't believe this,” Teal groaned.

I glanced over my shoulder at her. Short, blonde hair framed her excited face. She popped her fingers into her mouth, sucking on them. Her left hand still groped my butt-cheek, squeezing me as she got them ready.

I groaned as she shoved her fingers between my butt-cheeks. She found my asshole, circling it. She teased me. This wicked heat surged through my body. I groaned, loving the sensation. I wiggled my hips back and forth as she teased me.

Then I gasped as she thrust her finger into my rectum. I shuddered as her digit went deeper and deeper. She worked it deeper into my bowels. My body shook. My heart pounded in my chest, the pleasure rippling down to my cunt.

“Oh, wow, I'm in your asshole, prez,” Teal groaned.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, my bush absorbing my pussy juices. “Just pumping away, aren't you?”

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, wow, that's good. That's hot. I can't believe it. Your bowels... Oh, wow, your bowels are incredible.”

“I'm glad you enjoy them.” I wiggled my hips. “Slip that second finger in me. Really pump them in and out. Get me ready for your cock.”

“My cock?” she groaned and then thrust her second finger into my bowels. “Really? I can fuck you?”

“Mmm, why do you think I'm letting you do this?” I asked. I reached behind me, finding the skirt she wore. I felt her bulge and squeezed it.

She whimpered in delight. The younger futa plunged her fingers into my asshole. She rammed them deep and hard. I quivered, my asshole clenching around her digits. The pleasure rippled through me. I tossed my head from side to side, the heat growing and swelling with every plunge. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling.

She pumped them in me faster and faster. She jammed them so deep and hard into my anal sheath. My bowels gripped them, increasing the stimulation. My moans bled down the empty hallway. I shifted my feet, rocking to her finger's thrusts.

“Oh, my goddess, you're so tight,” she moaned. “I have lube in my backpack.”

“Get it out!” I panted, my ass on fire. “Lube that big futa-dick and fuck me.”

“Prez!” she squealed. For a moment, I feared she came in her panties before I had a chance to enjoy her girl-dick.

She ripped her fingers out of my asshole. I shuddered and then took two steps to the lockers. I pressed my face into the cool, metal surface and wiggled my rump at her. I needed that eighteen-year-old futa to fuck my asshole. I ached for it.

I watched as she hauled up her tight skirt, exposing a pair of sky-blue panties cut to fit her cock. She shoved those down to her knees, her futa-dick popping out. She had a shaved twat, her shaft thrusting from those pink folds beading with her juices. She scrambled to take off her backpack and dig through it.

She found the lube. Held it up in triumph.

I bit my lower lip and whimpered in anticipation, my asshole aching from her fingers' stimulation. She slathered a generous amount of the pinkish lube on her cock and then advanced on me, this look of awe in her green eyes. Her slender body trembled.

“This is really happening,” she groaned. “I'm ass-fucking the president of the Purity Society.”

“Enjoy it while it lasts,” I moaned. “Fuck my asshole.”

She pressed her girl-dick between the cheeks of my ass. She rubbed it up and down, the slippery lube coating my crack. Then she found her target. She pressed against my asshole. I savored that wonderful ache, my sphincter ready to be buggered.

She thrust forward slowly. Not a hard ram like Shelena would have delivered. I groaned, my entire body quivering as more and more of my asshole swallowed the futa's cock. My anal ring widened. I quivered as the velvety friction melted burning heat down to my cunt.

I loved it. I moaned, rubbing my face into the cool locker as she went deeper and deeper.

“Oh, my goddess, prez!” she gasped. “You're so tight. So cool. Oh, yes, yes!”

“Mmm, you better fuck my ass hard,” I moaned. “Better stir me up!”

“Yes!” she groaned and drew back her girl-cock. The lube slicked the way. It felt incredible. “I'll make you explode, prez.”

She slammed back into me hard. Her clothes rustled around her body as she pounded me. Her shaved pussy lips smacked into my rump, smearing her juices on my butt-cheeks. I groaned, my bowels drinking in the velvety friction.

It felt incredible.

She pumped hard and fast. She slammed her girl-dick deep and hard into my asshole. Her every plunge had me groaning and grunting. I felt dizzy from the lust. From the delight of having my asshole reamed by her futa-dick.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, Teal, yes! That's good. Mmm, ram that futa-dick in and out of my bowels.”

“Going to make you cum!” she moaned. “Going to make the president of the Purity Society cum on my big futa-dick!”

“You will, naughty futa!” I cooed.

That excited her.

She plunged hard and fast into my asshole. She pounded me like I was a naughty slut. The force pressed my body against the lockers. My nipples kissed the cool metal, my tits pillowing against them. I shuddered, my bowels squeezing down on her girl-dick.

The friction was incredible. Her hard, powerful strokes built me towards my orgasm. I savored this. I reveled in the delight of being ass-fucked by the younger futa. Her clit-dick buried to the hilt in me over and over.

My moans echoed down the hallway. Pleasure burst from my nipples. My cunt clenched tighter about her thrusting futa-dicks. She plowed hard into me. Fast. She buried that thick cock into me until I thought I would explode. I groaned, squeezing down around her dick. The pleasure was incredible. Intense.

Amazing.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Oh, wow, fuck me hard! Pound me! I'm going to cum!”

She whimpered.

“That's right! The president of the Purity Society is going to cum on your big dick!” I moaned, clenching down on her plunging girl-cock.

Those words set us both off.

My orgasm exploded through me. My asshole writhed around her spurting girl-dick while my pussy convulsed, aching to be filled. The heady scent of my spicy musk filled my nose. Teal rammed into my spasming bowels, her cum flooding my anal sheath.

I loved the feel of her pumping my bowels full of her seed. I groaned and whimpered. Pussy juices spilled down my thighs, soaking my bush. I trembled against the locker as my orgasm peaked in me. I groaned, savoring that wonderful bliss.

An idea sparked through my mind. I was the president of the Purity Society.

“Oh, my goddess, that was amazing, prez!” panted Teal as she leaned against me.

“Uh-huh,” I moaned. “But I need to speak to Ginny and Candice.”

“What?” Teal asked, sounding confused.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Lola Lovell's Week, Friday

I was relieved when Macie showed up for classes the next day. When she saw me, her cheeks went red. She went to head in the other direction, but I rushed up to her and grabbed her wrists, turning her to face me.

She wouldn't look me in the eyes.

“There's a meeting of the Purity Society after classes,” I told her. “Mandatory. We need to clear the air about what happened.”

Macie gave a single nod.

I let her go. I hoped this worked.

The day was long, and though it was fun, the worry about the meeting lingered in the back of my mind. It might be why I had so much sex during the day, using every opportunity I could to have a futa-cock spurting cum somewhere in or on my body.

Or maybe I was just enjoying my last day in the Program and wanted to have as much sex as I could. I didn't think I'd be this much a slut when it was over. This week was a free pass to go wild, and I had wasted two of my days.

The A/V club kept smiling whenever I saw one of their members, even the two virgins. Ginny and Candice had loved my idea and they had told their president, Guanting Chan. The Chinese futa had agreed to help me back.

I'd sucked her cock just because I wanted another taste of her futa-cum.

Finally, my last period was over. I was free to get dressed if I wanted. I wasn't in the Program any longer. All the futas in my creative writing class gave my tits a final grope and my ass a final squeeze before they filed out of the hallways, even Charisma who was as naked as I was.

It was Friday, so the college emptied fast. I was hardly accosted at all on my way to the meeting room of the Purity Society. The last futa barely gave my tit a squeeze on her way out the door to enjoy her weekend.

I mean, the least she could have done was massage my nipple. Let me feel like she appreciated my round breasts.

I giggled at that. I had changed so much. I had taken off my self-imposed shackles, and now it was time to free those who I had chained. I didn't know if it would work, if the others could be freed or if they were just as confused as me.

Well, I was their leader. I was wrong about what we did, and I had an obligation to share my revelation to them.

I met up with the A/V club near the meeting room. Candice and Ginny were both naked, the futa more embarrassed than her girlfriend. Candice had a big blush despite how hard her cock was. I didn't know if it was the biggest cock at Rogers College, but that nerdy futa was packing a monster beneath her skirt.

Ginny was a lucky girl.

“Okay, they're all in there,” Guanting said, holding her camera.

“We're ready to do this,” said Paloma. She held another case while her girlfriend, Salome, stood beside her with a laptop. “Let's make something hot.”

I couldn't believe the pair made porn together and weren't having sex, but why would they lie about being virgins?

I turned around and marched into the Purity Society naked. Every head whipped around. The girls gasped at the sight of me marching forward with my tits out. Macie was sitting at the table up front, her place as the vice president. Her eyes widened.

“Why is she still naked?” asked Georgia.

“I thought she could get dressed again,” said Kylie. She shook her head.

“Is it the pill?” asked Britney.

“I can't believe the college did that to her,” said the angry Jamie.

The two futas in the group were trying not to look at me as they sat next to their girlfriends.

I reached the front of the room and Macie kept staring down at her hands. I faced my society, everyone dressed in long skirts and blouse buttoned up to their necks. Cheeks were flushed. The two futas were squirming while the six girls were gossiping.

“I have had an epiphany,” I said, staring out at my followers. “The last few days, you might have seen me change.”

Heads nodded. Girls muttered.

“This shame and guilt we place on ourselves is terrible.” I planted my hands on my hips as I faced them, my breasts jiggling. In the back, Guanting and her club set up the camera equipment, plugging in cords. “I spent so much energy fighting it. I wore myself ragged trying to deny the desires brimming inside of me.

“No longer.”

Macie stood up so fast, her chair rolled back and crashed into the wall behind her. She threw a look at me, her brown hair swaying about her face. “This isn't you talking. It's just the pill.”

“That's right,” Sandra said. “It's awful that President McTaggart forced you to take it.”

“Yeah!” Asuka said. “We should lobby to have that rule changed.”

“It's perverse,” Britney said.

“It's not the pill talking,” I said. “What I took was a placebo. A sugar pill. Everything I did was all me. I had so much fun doing it, too.” I glanced at Macie. “We had fun when I went down on you. Mmm, you came hard and showered me in your pussy cream.”

My friend's face went scarlet. An outcry burst through the Purity Society. Some were full of disbelief. Others were shocked. Even angry. They shook their heads. A tide of furious defiance rushed at me for a moment.

“This can't be you!” said Sandra. She bolted her feet and glared at me. “Not after all we worked on. We had plans.”

“The college corrupted you, Lola!” Georgia said. “You succumbed to sin.”

“I did,” I said, lifting my chin. “And? What's so wrong with what I did? This isn't 'ye olden times.' It's the modern world. I had a wild time this week. Maybe I won't be a slut next week or in ten years, but right now, I am enjoying learning about my body. My desires. They're a part of me. They're not something I should be ashamed of. Not something I should pretend I don't feel. I'm not a hypocrite. I'm a woman with passions. With desires. I am ready to enjoy them. You don't have to. You can make that decision for yourself, but don't make it because you think embracing your desires is wrong.

“Don't let some moral busybody like me beat you into submission and shame you into denying what you want. If you want to be a virgin, that's amazing. Salome and Paloma back there are dating and waiting. That's wonderful. It's they're choice.”

Heads whipped around to look at them. Paloma had this blushing look on her face while the girl squirmed beneath the scrutiny and looked down at her hands. I didn't mean to call them out, but it was important.

“And If you want to be like me, if you want to get fucked by a futa's hard cock while eating a girl's hot pussy, then you should be free to do that without anyone judging you. I won't. And I hope you won't do the same with me. I hope you'll accept me for who I am.” I took in a deep breath. “And this is who I am!

“A slut!”

The girls gasped and Macie trembled as Ginny and Candice headed forward. Both freshmen were naked, their breasts jiggling. They both had about the same size tits, round and bouncing. Ginny's red hair danced about her shoulders while Candice's blonde swayed in a pair of pigtails. She pushed up her glasses, her blue eyes bright.

Ginny's green eyes smoldered.

“You can't be serious!” gasped Sandra. “In front of us?”

“I want you to watch and see the sort of pleasure that you're missing out on by denying who you truly are.” I smiled at them. “This is my last act as the president of the Purity Society. If you hate me when I'm done, then you can leave. If I inspired you, I hope you'll stay and have a good time. Sex is amazing. I'll prove it.”

Ginny slipped onto the table. Macie backed away. She watched with this shocked look in her eye. I hoped our friendship would survive as I crawled between Ginny's spread thighs, my round tits swaying before me. I wanted them to see me love a futa and a girl.

Ginny's snatch looked freshly shaved with a triangle of red hair pointing down at her naked pussy lips. Her vulva had a plumpness to it and glistened with a coating of her pussy juices. I leaned in and inhaled deeply, breathing in her tangy musk.

“Eat me, Lola!” she moaned, squeezing her round breasts. They were topped by puffy, pink nipples. Her areolas were as swollen as her nubs.

“I'd love to,” I moaned and buried my face between her thighs.

“Oh, my gosh, she's really eating her pussy,” said Asuka.

“Wow,” said Elizabeth, Georgia's futa-girlfriend.

“This can't be happening,” said Sandra. “Lola, you were supposed to be our leader and... Oh, my.”

“Ginny's really... looking happy.”

“So happy,” Ginny moaned as I lapped away at her pussy. “Ooh, she's got her tongue diving into my folds.

I shuddered as Salome approached holding one of the cameras. The virgin, Hispanic girl was filming me eating out Ginny's cunt. My tongue ran through her folds, lapping up her tangy twat. She tasted so good. Her shaved folds felt so hot against my mouth.

“Oh, my gosh, look at that cock,” gasped Jamie. “Candice is hung.”

“Wow,” said Sandra. “You're not that big, right, Janelle?”

“No,” Sandra's futa-girlfriend answered.

“Good, that's too big. It can't fit in and... Oh, my, she's going to slide into Lola.”

I groaned as I felt Candice's futa-cock pressing on my pussy. My tongue dove into Ginny's pussy, swirling around inside of her. I trembled in anticipation. I felt my entire society watching with shocked eyes. They were truly seeing sex for the first time, not ignoring it like we had all week.

“Fuck her, Candice!” Ginny moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, do it, honey!”

Her futa-girlfriend thrust. Candice's thick futa-cock penetrated my pussy. That large girth stretched me out. I whimpered, my cunt savoring that big cock plunging deeper and deeper into me. I groaned into Ginny's twat, rubbing my face into her depths.

Her thighs locked around my head. She ground against me. She humped and moaned and shuddered as her futa-girlfriend fucked me hard and fast. She rammed her girl-dick into my depths. It was incredible. A thrill to enjoy. I shuddered, squeezing around her.

Her hard thrusts pumped in and out of me. I whimpered in delight. That pleasure built and built with her every thrust. She plowed hard into me. Fast. She buried her girl-dick into my cunt. I loved it. Her cock filled me to the hilt.

“Oh, wow, Ginny,” Candice moaned. “Oh, she's tight.”

“Mmm, fuck her hard and show those girls how great futa-cock is!” Ginny panted, grinding her pussy against my face.

It was such a darling idea. I loved it.

I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around that thick cock reaming me. Candice thrust hard and fast. Her huge futa-dick plundered me. It was a wicked delight to enjoy. A passion that would have my head spinning with rapture.

The girls were all watching me. I could hear them whispering. What were they thinking? Salome and Paloma moved around us with the cameras, capturing the naughty threesome. My pussy clenched around Candice's cock from the excitement of this moment.

From the thrill of it.

“Oh, yes, yes,” gasped Ginny, Her round breasts jiggling as she ground her eighteen-year-old twat on my mouth. “That's so good. Oh, Lola, I'm going to cum on this mouth.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “And I'm going to cum on your futa-girlfriend's big dick.”

“Hot!” Ginny panted. “Isn't her cock just the best? I had a lot when I was gangbanged, and Candice's is just amazing. I love her so much. Candice, honey, make Lola cum, too. You know I like it when you make girls cum.”

“I will,” Candice promised.

“She's such a sweetie!” Ginny squealed.

My tongue flicked up and down her slit. I caressed her. Teased her. I did such wicked things to her. It was incredible. I loved every moment of pleasing her. My cunt squeezed around Candice's thrusting cock. The friction burned inside of me.

She had me stretched out to my limits. I quivered there, shaking and whimpering. I was on the verge of this huge orgasm. It would be incredible. I whimpered, my pussy squeezing around that big dick, my breasts shaking.

“I can't believe this,” Sandra said. “It's kind of hot.”

“Yeah,” Janelle said. “It's uh... You know.”

“I bet.”

“Oh, my, this is really happening,” Britney said. She sounded like she was about to hyperventilate. “Lola, you're really... You're eating her pussy...”

“It's great,” I said. “You all should try eating a girl's pussy.”

I thought I heard someone whisper, “Yes,” but I wasn't sure who it was.

My pleasure was building. I could feel my plan was working. They were all watching. Witnessing. This had to make them so hot. I trembled as my pussy clamped down on Candice's cock. She rammed hard into me, rocking my body forward. My face pressed tighter into Ginny's shaved twat.

My tongue lapped through her folds, licking her, teasing her. She tasted so good. Feasting on her was almost as exciting as being fucked by Candice. That big futa-dick just stretched me out. I was on the verge of cumming.

I didn't feel the need to hold back. I embraced my passions.

I came on Candice's big futa-cock.

My pussy convulsed around her shaft. The pleasure surged through me. This wicked and wonderful delight that had me dizzy with bliss. I groaned into Ginny's pussy as the ecstasy washed through my body.

“She's cumming, Ginny!” Candice gasped. “She's cumming hard. She's writhing around me.”

“Oh, wonderful!” Ginny moaned. The redhead grabbed my blonde hair and pulled. She slid my lips up to her clit. “Just suck right there. I'm so close and... and... Yes!”

She bucked and humped against me. She smeared her hot cunt against my hungry mouth. I licked and lapped at her. I teased her. I savored every bit of her juices pouring down my mouth. It was an incredible delight to enjoy.

My pussy spasmed down hard on the dick thrusting into my pussy. I drank down Ginny's cunt cream. I licked at her as Candice buried to the hilt in my convulsing twat. My orgasms kept washing through me.

“She keeps cumming,” whimpered Kylie.

“I know,” panted Asuka.

“This is so hot to watch,” said Janelle. “I mean...”

“We shouldn't be watching this,” Britney moaned.

“No,” Georgia panted. “But... but... Elizabeth... Is this... I mean...”

“Yeah,” Elizabeth panted.

“Oh, goddess, yes!” Candice moaned.

Her futa-dick erupted into my cunt. I gasped at the hot feel of her jizz spurting into me. That wonderful heat bathed my pussy. I groaned, my hips dancing from side to side around her spurting cock. Hot cream spilled down my thighs as she filled me with her spunk.

This wonderful heat burned through me. My orgasm surged even hotter. “Yes, yes, yes!” I howled into Ginny's cunt. “This is amazing.”

“It is!” Ginny groaned. She panted on the table, her body twitching. “Oh, Lola, that was great.”

My pussy milked Candice's cock dry as my orgasm peaked in me. I buzzed with rapture, my blood coursing with euphoria. Then Candice ripped her big futa-dick out of my cunt, leaving me so empty. I lifted my head and stared out at the Purity Society.

They were all flushed-faced and squirming. They were looking around. Britney kept glancing at Guanting who had her dick out and was stroking it. Kylie was eyeing Jamie. They were holding hands.

“See,” I said, stepping off the table. I looked out at them. Sandra and Janelle had scooted their chairs closer and Georgia and Elizabeth were clutching each other's hands with death grips. “What was so wrong about that? We were making each other feel amazing. Ginny and Candice still love each other.”

“More and more every day,” Ginny said. “Candice is my heroine. She saved me from that bitch Shelena once. She helped me understand how wonderful sex is.”

“See, they love each other and can share,” I said. “Then you have Salome and Paloma who are waiting. You can be faithful to your partner, have an open relationship, or just have all the fun you want in the world. You don't have to hide who you are. You don't have to repress yourself. Aren't you tired of being horny all the time and shaming yourself for the natural reaction of your body?”

“Yes!” Macie screamed. She darted to me and took my hands. She grabbed them in her crushing grip. She stood before me, her brown eyes were wild. “I'm so tired of it. I... I...”

“Yes?” I said, eager for what my best friend would reveal.

“I'm a lesbian!” she gasped. She trembled as she said that. “Oh, my gosh, I just said that out loud. I'm just into girls. I don't lick cocks at all. I think they're icky. But girls... Breasts and... and... pussies. They're amazing. When you ate me out on Wednesday, I was terrified of how much I liked it and afraid of what it meant, and then when you revealed you were into futas, I was crushed. I didn't come to classes because I was embarrassed, but because I thought there wouldn't be a chance with you.”

“Oh, Macie,” I said, not sure how to respond to this.

“Then I just watched you, and you loved eating Ginny's pussy as much as you loved being fucked by Candice's cock and... and... I had this idea...” She licked her lips. “Maybe... Maybe I could just be the only girl you do that with.”

“Eat pussy?” I asked.

“Have sex.” She shivered. “I mean, you can keep doing things with futas, but... but... I love you, Lola.”

She kissed me with my mouth stained in Ginny's pussy cream. I gasped at the hunger in my friend's mouth. A groan ran through the rest of the Purity Society, a sound that floated through my mind. I was half-aware of it beneath the tied of rapture that shot through my body.

Macie was kissing me.

Hard.

She loved me.

My best friend loved me.

I struggled to think, to understand my emotion as her hungry lips worked on mine. Her clothed body pressed against me. Candice's futa-cum leaked out of my twat as this wave of heat washed through me.

This was exciting. I had known Macie for so long. We were best friends. Close. Could we become closer?

I kissed her back. My hands cupped her cheeks while her hands found my breasts. She squeezed and kneaded them. This wicked heat shot through me. I groaned and squirmed. My heart pounded in my chest. Blood boiled in my veins.

I broke the kiss with Macie and stared into her eyes. “I... I could be exclusive. With you. The only girl. I mean, I still like cocks.”

She nodded.

“And one day, I might have a futa-girlfriend.”

“So long as she's fine sharing you with me,” Macie said, this wild passion burning in her eyes. “Then I'll be fine sharing her with you. I love you, Lola.”

“Deal,” I said. “I love you, too, Macie. You know that. I always have.”

“But I love love you,” she moaned.

My heart beat faster. That made me quiver. “Well... I might... I mean... I think I love love you, too. I mean, you're so sexy and—”

She kissed me again and pushed me back to the table. I groaned at the hunger of her kiss. The passion. She was on top of me. Salome moved in with the camera on the right, filming us. I shuddered, my tongue dancing with Macie's while my nipples throbbed against her dress. This was so wild. So exciting.

Macie broke the kiss and moved down my body. I groaned as her hands kneaded my breasts. She squeezed them and played with them. Her hair brushed them as she moved her face between them. I gasped as she kissed at my inner slope. She sucked and nibbled and did such naughty things to me. I whimpered, this heat surging through my blood.

She was going to make me feel so naughty.

Her tongue licked out. I gasped as she dragged it up my tit. She climbed it higher and higher. She reached my nipple and flicked it. I groaned as my nub quivered. She circled it, dancing around it. Then she sucked on it.

“Macie!” I gasped. “Oh, wow, Macie, that's good.”

She sucked and nursed there. She nibbled and teased me. I groaned as she danced her tongue around my nub. My cum-filled pussy clenched. I trembled, my heart pounding in my chest as I squirmed on my back.

Then her mouth popped off, and she grinned at me. “Mmm, I've wanted to do that for so long.”

“I'm glad you finally did,” I said.

“Now, there is something really naughty that you did to me,” she purred. “Something I want to do even more than sucking on your nipple.” She slid down my body, her brown hair falling about her tan face.

My eyes widened. “I'm full of Candice's cum.”

“I don't care,” she moaned. “I have to get used to this. You and futas.”

I gasped as she thrust her tongue into my cunt and licked out Candice's futa-spunk. This was incredible. Her tongue felt so naughty as it darted through my folds, gathering the girl-jizz. Her nose brushed my clit as she drove it into my twat.

“Oh, wow, Macie,” I moaned as she swirled it around in me. “Ooh, that's nice. Oh, my, that's very nice.”

She giggled and then flicked her tongue up to my clit. I gasped, this amazing heat surging through me. Then she kissed back down to the entrance of my pussy. Her tongue darted into my depths to scoop up more of Candice's cum.

I heard other moans and pants of passion. Clothes rustled. The Purity Society was getting into the swing of things, but I could only focus on Macie and her amazing tongue. She licked and lapped and pleased my body.

I trembled, loving this pleasure. It swept through my body. I groaned, my hands balling into tight fists. I humped against her. My back arched. I panted and shuddered, this heat surging through me. I gripped her head and ground against her mouth.

“Yes, yes, Macie!” I gasped. “Oh, you're amazing. I'm going to cum so hard.”

“Good,” she moaned. “Mmm, you taste good. I like this. I really, really do.”

“I'm glad you can be yourself!” I panted, staring down at her as she dove her tongue back into my pussy's depths.

There was such joy in her brown eyes as she feasted on me. She didn't have to pretend any longer. She didn't have to be ashamed of her desires. I was so happy for her. For everyone. My round breasts jiggled as she plunged her tongue deep into my twat.

My orgasm built and built with her every lick. Her tongue massaged my clit. She brushed it. Little sparks surged through my twat. I groaned, my eyes fluttering. I humped hard against her hungry mouth. This amazing delight built and built and built in me.

“Oh, wow, that feels amazing,” Georgia moaned. “You're in me, Elizabeth!”

“I love you!” Janelle moaned.

“Oh, my gosh!” gasped Britney. “Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh, that's good.”

“Ooh, look at Candice go! She's fucking Ginny hard!” Kylie moaned.

“Making me so wet!” Jamie panted. “You want to...?”

“Yeah!”

I shuddered at the sounds of passion. Macie fluttered her tongue up and down my twat, no longer exploring in my depths. She must have licked out all my cum. Her right hand shot up my body. She squeezed my breast, kneading it while her tongue danced over my clit.

I bucked on the table. It creaked as the pleasure swelled and swelled in me. My chest tightened. I could feel I was on the cusp of my explosion. On the edge of drowning in bliss. I had to embrace it. Love it.

I had to just detonate in rapture.

“Macie!” I howled as I exploded on her face.

My pussy juices gushed out of me. They bathed her lips and mouth. Her tongue lapped at me while her hand dug into my tit. She groaned into my twat, teasing me. Her tongue caressed my labia, sending the waves of bliss washing through my body.

“I love you, Macie!” I howled.

I spasmed on the table. I humped against her mouth as she licked and lapped up my passion. Sparks burst to life across my vision as the rapture inundated my mind. That wonderful bliss swirled through my thoughts, bathing over all my gray matter and setting off such rapture.

“Yes, yes! You're amazing! You're awesome! Macie!”

“Lola!” she groaned between licks.

It was incredible. Amazing. I trembled through my orgasm. It hit this wonderful peak, this pinnacle of ecstasy. Macie gave me this pleasure. I wanted to deliver so much more to her. I wanted to love her so much.

I would love her.

“Oh, Macie, yes!” I gasped as my orgasm died into buzzing bliss. “That was great. How was it?”

“Futa-cum isn't bad,” she said as she lifted her head from my pussy. “And your juices were incredible.”

I shuddered and smiled in delight.

As I came down from the orgasm that Macie delivered, I stood up and gazed out at the Purity Society. Guanting had her dick sliding into Britney's pussy while Sandra was shuddering with her futa-girlfriend. Jamie and Kylie were naked and writhing on the floor, maybe tribbing their pussies together, while Georgia rode her futa-girlfriend's cock and gasping out in delight.

I had a new society, I realized. The Perverts Society. I smiled at that naughty name. And we would have a new mission. I had fun with Nurse Luann on Wednesday, but we had skirted the rules of the Program when she ate me out. That wasn't fair.

“What are you thinking about?” asked Macie as she rose up between my thighs, her face coated in my pussy cream.

I pulled her close to me. “Our next project. The Program has this one pesky rule. It's like a leftover from the past, a bit of shame still put on people.”

“What?” she asked. “The A/V club is filming this. They're going to make it into a porno and sale it for the college. What shame is left?”

“Staff and students can't fuck normally,” I said. “They had to pretend to date, like Ms. Tyrell does with her students, or they have to make up convoluted reasons why it's part of their lesson. They shouldn't have to. If they weren't our professors, we could fuck them all we wanted. That's our next mission.”

“That pill really changed you,” said Macie.

“It was a placebo,” I said.

“I know.” Macie leaned in, her lips coming closer. “Doesn't change the fact it transformed you.”

She kissed me, her lips tasting of my spicy pussy. I shuddered, kissing her back. Our breasts pressed together. Our nipple brushed as I savored my girlfriend. I shuddered at that thought. I had a girlfriend and now I needed a futa-girlfriend.

I was sure I could find one. There were a lot of great candidates at the school. Maybe that Teal. She was younger, but she was so enthusiastic. It was fun getting ass-fucked by her.

I was glad I was inducted into the Program. I could have stayed as that uptight, moral busybody for the rest of my life. The woman trying to stop all the fun. To imposing my will on others and demanding that they act just like me instead of letting them do their own thing.

That sugar pill had changed everything.

To be continued in the next Naked in School Tale...

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