Naive Teacher In Winston
by potatoHead42

Naive Teacher In Winston Ch. 14b

Lunch shame and AV Club’s naughty lasso.

Previously on…

Potato Note: reminding y'all of some relevant storylines and threads from the last chapters!

* Currently: Day 16, Tuesday. Lana and Dennis' third week in Winston.

** Wedding day 40 (Friday); Winston-Fest days 34 and 35; Winston week + Fair days 29 to 33;

** Lana's fame and notoriety in Winston is growing, and she is getting recognized quite often by the townsfolk.

Important Topics

* Mary's Influence - Broke down some of Lana's barriers, she will slowly stop doubting herself too much and try harder to embrace things. Her restraints and morals are crumbling.

- Mary is planning to overthrow Bill and take over as Principal. She needs Lana's help; don't let Bill get suspicious.

- Mary wants to turn Lana into a Blowjob Queen -- asks others to say she needs to improve; keep practicing (competitive side), even if she gets good.

- Mary said Dennis was a cuck. Lana thinks he is a Voyeur who likes to see her playing around, teasing, and showing off her sexy body. She decided to ask one of Dennis' friends about it.

* Incentive Program - New program where she gets rewarded by bonding and physically encouraging her students. New school uniform: pick a fresh blouse, skirt, and panties daily.

- Principal Bill revealed to the whole school that the newbie teacher was enrolled in the program. Everyone became more daring and naughty with her now.

- Dennis encouraged Lana to ditch a bra with her new uniform due to a misunderstanding.

- Due to Lana rushing out of the Bio Supplement shoot, she is currently without panties.

* Dennis' Medical Orders - He is not allowed to cum until the spermiogram exam on Friday. No relations, no fooling around. Dr. Hardik emphasized he needs to avoid erections at all costs.

- Lana can still send him photos, but he can't see them until after the exam. He agreed that she can send pics of her bare boobs.

- Lana is saving what she has done for the weekend; she is convinced Dennis wants to hear all about them. Anita, Lana's mother, said it was okay to fool around if Dennis can't perform.

* Dennis' New Rival - He is in charge of a new team. Their leader, Uwe, moved to Winston and will work locally. Dennis needs everything to remain peachy to earn a huge promotion.

- Uwe is secretly blackmailing Dennis with photos of Lana's wardrobe malfunction during a Zoom meeting and from her urinating in the bushes (her vagina on full display). He also has unrevealed pics he is saving for another occasion.

- Dennis asked Lana to be friendly with Uwe and motivate him. She agreed to go for lunch at some point and show him a good time around town.

- Lana accidentally showed herself naked in a Zoom meeting again, giving Uwe more ammunition for the blackmail. Uwe is also putting naked photos of Lana in the kitchen at work. They are cropped to hide the fact that it's Lana.

The Day

- Morning: Biology Supplement Shoot (w/ Pietro and Roger)

- Afternoon: Homeroom, AV Club

- Night: Simon Tutoring, Pietro and Simon Dinner

This is where our story resumes...

*****

Prologue

Dennis and Uwe

The out-of-shape, 6'2 tall man walks down the corridor. He stops at the open entrance to the office kitchen. He spots some pornographic images on the team's corkboard. The ginger man sighs.

"Denny! I have your pills!" a peppy voice says.

The boyishly handsome man turns to see his pretty blonde coworker strutting toward him. He greets, "Hi, Cynthia-guh!"

The ginger-haired man is interrupted by Cynthia, who throws herself at him and squeezes his life out. "Gaaahh! You look so handsome today, Denny!" she says and kisses his cheek.

"Ah... thanks," he replies, blushing. "So, how's it going?"

"Better now," the blonde says flirtatiously. She bounces a little, causing her small perky tits to jiggle. Dennis almost chokes.

"Guh... good, good," he recovers, admiring her incredibly tight body. He loves his wife dearly, but Cynthia is a total knockout, capable of causing even the limpest man to get rock-hard. He chuckles at that analogy. "Uhhh... so, what can I do for you?"

"Can't I just come to say hi to my favorite person in the office?" she asks innocently.

"What about Paul? Your boyfriend..." Dennis emphasizes as if she had forgotten.

"Pff... he's boring," the blonde says. "I like you more," she adds, biting her lip teasingly.

Dennis quickly glances around to make sure nobody is watching. "That's good," he grins quietly.

Cynthia holds his hand and shoves two pills on it, "For your headaches."

"Ah!" The ginger man says. He has been suffering from migraines lately, but he doesn't want to worry his fiancee about it. 'Yet. She's so busy at work and taking care of everything... I don't want to burden her with one more thing...' he justifies in his head.

He smiles at his blonde coworker, "Thanks, Cynths, I owe you one."

"Anything for you, handsome," she says, touching his cheek. "I have to go now, the boss calls," she pouts.

Before Dennis can react, she gets on her tippy toes and gives him a quick peck on the lips. He gasps. Cynthia giggles and bounces away, her tight ass swaying in her booty-hugging pencil skirt. She turns midway to make sure he's watching, winks, and continues on her way.

"Darn... she's gonna be the death of me..." the foolish man mumbles, adjusting his pants.

Dennis glances at the kitchen and sighs once more, remembering what he was here to do. He walks to the board and glances at the three new photos: a closeup of enormous boobs, a bottomless woman in the bushes, and a strange one of the same woman walking through a park. This last picture is cropped, so you can only see her from the legs down.

'Looks like a park in Winston... she must be local...' he ponders.

"She's hot," he mutters, admiring the pictures. 'Huh... she reminds me of Lana... weird... nah, that's crazy,' he reflects.

"Dude, you like it?" Justin asks from the door. He is a classic jock, also with ginger hair.

Dennis turns, flushed. "Justin... stop putting these up!"

"Just sharing some nice photos with the world," the jock grins.

"Did Uwe put you up to this?" Dennis furrows his brow.

Justin shrugs, feigning innocence. "He has a bunch of them, so he asked me to place some here so everyone can admire this hottie."

"Whatever. Stop it, please," Dennis says, ripping the pictures and throwing them in the paper recycling bin.

Justin laughs, "You're no fun, dude!"

Dennis gives him a forced smile and leaves, going to a meeting. He has a dreaded 1-on-1 with Uwe, his new direct report.

He enters the meeting room, and Uwe is already there, waiting for his new boss. The ash-blonde man is pale and ugly, with yellow teeth and a splotchy face.

Dennis first notices Uwe's unmistakable smell: sweaty and damp with undertones of something a bit woody or nutty. It's odd and unpleasant. The ginger man grimaces.

"Hello, Mr. Penis! Sorry... bad habits. Dennis," Uwe corrects himself.

Dennis sighs. Every encounter increases his dislike for the gross man. "Hi, let's get this over with," he says, sitting across from his subordinate.

"Right to business? I like that!" Uwe grins. He rifles through his pocket and brings out his phone. He unlocks it and hands it to Dennis, "Here."

Dennis grabs the phone and stares at the picture. His heart skips a beat. On the screen is his fiancee's boobs spilling out of her nightgown.

"Guh!" the bumbling husband-to-be chokes.

Uwe snickers, "There's more, swipe to the right..."

Picture by picture, Dennis watches a breakdown of everything that happened that morning with Lana in the Zoom meeting.

"W-when... was this?" the ginger man asks, his breath ragged. 'This bastard tricked her... what the heck does he want now? Darn...' he reflects, upset.

Uwe snickers again, "This morning."

Dennis nods and closes the photo to the gallery. He quickly taps on all of them and presses delete. The confirmation dialogue appears.

Uwe's heart races, and he panics; he can't let Penis delete the pictures. He has to think fast. The ugly man was so confident in his plan that he forgot to make a backup. "Hah! What do you think you're doing? I have dozens of copies!" he bluffs.

"Che..." Dennis grumbles, putting the phone aside, "What do you want?"

"What don't I want?" The ash-blonde bastard grins. "Maybe I will slow my work down even more... and send these photos to everyone..." he says tauntingly.

Dennis is livid. 'I can't let that happen... Lana will be destroyed, and Mr. Winston-Phillips will fire me... fudge, fudge, fudge...' he freaks out.

"I see you understand the gravity of your situation, Dennis," Uwe provokes him. "So, when is my date with your fiancee?"

"Uhhh..." the ginger man mutters. He has not figured that out. He has been hoping that he could delay it and Uwe would simply forget about it.

The skeezy ugly man smiles, "Lunch. Tomorrow."

"You can't!" Dennis retorts. "I mean... I don't know if Lana can do it..."

"I am sure she can," Uwe smirks vilely. He yawns and stretches his arms, "I don't feel like working today... maybe Justin will be interested in checking out some pics at the park..."

"N-no! I'll confirm with Lana," Dennis says anxiously. The park reference is lost on him. 'I need to go ahead with this and figure out a way to stop him... fudge!'

The ash-blonde man grins, "I'm sure you'll manage. And... I want a kiss from her."

Dennis nods meekly, "Sure..."

Uwe continues, "And ask her to be extra nice to me...."

Dennis nods. 'I can just agree to all his demands now and figure a way out later... heck, Lana doesn't even need to do any of it. Just go for lunch with this bastard,' he grins to himself.

"And tell your fiancee to not wear panties!" the gross man concludes.

"Sure..." Dennis agrees without thinking. "Wait, what?"

Uwe smirks, "No panties! I want her commando for our date."

'This bastard is out of his mind! Lana will get a kick out of this... how crazy is he? Hah!' Dennis laughs in his head. "Sure, sure..." he agrees. He thinks of something, "One condition."

"Go ahead," Uwe says, making a dismissive gesture.

"You cannot tell Lana about any of this," the ginger man says.

"Oh?!" the ash-blonde asshole exclaims with surprise.

Dennis explains, "She thinks she is just going for lunch with my new coworker. To show him the city and the famous Winston hospitality."

"Hmmm..." Uwe ponders. He reasons that his plan can still work. It only depends on how gullible Penis's wife is. "Deal! I'll see your fiancee tomorrow," he gives Dennis a slimy grin.

*****

Day 16 --Afternoon

Lunch – School

The busty 5'3 teacher is outside the Art Club when her phone beeps. Her soft hands fish her device from her purse. The 27-year-old shuffles her ample bottom as she unlocks the screen. Her green eyes read the message from her loving fiancee.

* Dennis: Can you go for lunch with Uwe tomorrow?

Lana Cox cocks her head slightly. She adjusts her medium-light brown hair and straightens her back. She is dressed in a tight white skirt, an opaque gray sleeveless blouse, and tan flats. Her voluptuous and toned body is a marvelous sight.

Message -- Dens <3

* Dennis: Can you go for lunch with Uwe tomorrow?

* Lana: I guess... why the rush, Dens?

* Dennis: The conversation with the president this morning. Need to figure this out

* Lana: I see. Yes, I can help you! <3

* Dennis: Thanks, babe. Also, won't believe this...

* Lana: What?

* Dennis: Uwe asked you not to wear any panties! The audacity!

*****

Lana puts her hand to her chin, contemplative, 'That's what Bill said too... to help Dens. He is probably right...'

*****

* Lana: He said that? Wow

* Dennis: Don't worry, I will just tell him you did. He will never know

* Lana: I could err on the safe side...

* Dennis: And, please be extra nice to him... my job is at risk

* Lana: Of course, silly carrot! I will make sure of that.

* Dennis: Thanks, babe

* Lana: I'd do anything to help you. *smile*

* Dennis: You're the best

* Lana: *giggles* Talk tonight? I need to meet Mary for lunch

* Dennis: Sure! Love you *kissy face*

* Lana: Love you too *heart*

*****

'Dens will see, I will be super good to Uwe. Yes, he is gross and causing trouble to Dens, but it's my duty to help my fiancee however I can. Even if it involves that foul man,' she concludes, proud of herself.

The buxom teacher's phone beeps again, and she glances at it, thinking it's Dennis.

Message -- Cox Friends

*****

* PB-Justin: Sup, Cox! Where's our daily selfie?

* Lana: Good afternoon to you too, Justin! *laugh*

* PB-Justin: I'm bored in the toilet and thought I could rub one out to you really quick

* Lana: Justin!

* PB-Justin: You love it sexy

* Lana: *blushing*

* PB-Justin: So? *eggplant*

* Lana: I will see if I can do it ASAP.

* PB-Justin: Challenge: get someone else to take it and have them participate somehow

* Lana: I'm not sure I can find someone...

* PB-Justin: Just get a student, they'll be happy

* Lana: I will try. *grimace*

* PB-Justin: I'll be waiting *wink*

*****

'Justin is so crass and naughty... I guess I can get a student I trust to do it...' she ponders. The future-wife's ability to momentarily block any predicaments from her mind and bounce to another subject is extraordinary.

As if by magic, Lana spots Justin's brother coming out of the Staff Room.

"Greggy!" she calls him. "I need a favor," she says, approaching the chubby boy. The cherub-faced teen is nothing like his jock brother. Greg is an unpopular boy who is short, fat, and is constantly being bullied.

"H-hi, Miss Lana!" the student says, wiping sweat off his brow. The sexy teacher has him highly intimidated. "How can I help you?"

She promptly kisses his round cheek. "Did you learn your lesson yesterday? Stop mixing yourself with Zack Archer and his underlings," she lectures.

Greg's eyes get watery. "I did..."

"They are bad news," she continues.

The chubby student nods, "I will try to keep away from them. But maybe things are changing," he says with a hint of hope.

"Really?" she exclaims, pleasantly surprised.

He nods vehemently, "They are treating me really well today!"

"Good job, Greggy. Be careful, I worry about you," she says, caressing his cheek. "You are my school boyfriend, after all," she giggles.

"Thanks, Miss Lana," he replies with a big, dumb smile.

"About the favor..." she glances around, "Come with me," she says, grabbing his clammy hand and dragging him after her. She guides him to the girl's restroom. He audibly gulps as they enter.

"W-what are we... doing here?!?" he says, scared.

She smiles lovingly at him. "Please, take a picture for me," she says, handing him her phone.

Lana feels completely comfortable with Greg. She feels he is like her younger brother and that she has all the power over him. 'He's like my puppy,' she giggles in her head.

"O-okay..." the fat boy clumsily says as he fiddles with his teacher's phone.

'Hmm... what should I do? Well, I guess Dens gave me permission to take photos of my boobies. That sounds reasonable,' she reflects.

To Greg's surprise, she opens her gray blouse and exposes her bare breasts to her student. The wife-to-be large pink areolas and small rosy nipples are a sight to behold.

"Uhh...." the chubby teen mutters, hypnotized.

She giggles at him. "Greggy, the photo..." she reminds him.

"Uh... right..." he says and awkwardly takes a picture. He turns to show her.

"Hmm..." she mutters. 'Justin did say to get the person to participate....' she considers. "Can you use your other hand to support my breast?" she asks sweetly.

"T-touch your tit?!" the fat boy blurts, his eyes almost popping out. This is Greg's true self without his bullies to show off to.

Lana giggles, "You are too cute. Yes, hold my breast from the bottom," she says patiently.

Nodding, the blubbery boy places his sweaty right palm under her bare left boob. Both moan softly as the contact happens.

"Mmm... feels nice," she says lustfully.

Greg takes a picture and shows it to his teacher.

"That looks great. Thanks... Big G," she says, her voice full of honey.

The pitiful teen turns crimson. "Uhh... welcome..." he squeaks.

"Will you be at the AV Club later?" Lana asks, and he nods enthusiastically. She giggles and pecks his chubby lips. "See you later then," she says, exiting the restroom.

'I'm glad Greggy seems to be getting better. All I want is for him to turn out well and be happy,' she thinks proudly. 'Hopefully Justin and the the Cox Friends like it,' she reflects, sending them the picture.

*****

* Lana: Here is it! Your baby brother helped me, Justin! *laugh*

*****

'I bet he didn't expect the student to be Greg!' she giggles, feeling kinda mischievous.

She hears a girly scream coming from the girls' bathroom. 'That must've been someone seeing Greg! Oops,' she giggles.

The busty teacher continues down the corridor when she spots Flora by the stairs, walking to the library. The librarian sees her friend and waves.

Lana's phone vibrates like crazy, and she glances at the screen, reading the guys' reactions: "Fuck me sideways!" "Superb, Lanita! Save me some!" "My bro is so lucky! I'll do the same next time! I'm gonna go nut."

The horny teacher smiles friskily, feeling a pang on her cooch.

*****

"Lana! I have some good news," Flora says as her colleague gets to the stairs. She is in her early 30s, has curly dark hair, and wears rimmed glasses. She always sports a sexy librarian look.

"Oooh! Do tell," the busty teacher smiles at her friend.

"I think I'm dating!" the librarian announces. And jumps excitedly.

Lana bounces with her, "That is exciting! Who is it?" Her ample braless breasts sway enticingly. Flora can't help but stare at them.

"Jen! We made out and fucked yesterday. It was amazing!" the bisexual woman reveals.

The brunette teacher smiles, "I am so happy for both of you!"

"I never met someone who could squirt before... it was delightful," Flora discloses.

"Ohh..." Lana blushes. Something comes to her mind. She lowers her voice, "Can you... date a student? Is it not wrong?"

The librarian giggles, "I don't think so! I never saw any rules about that. I can ask Stella."

Lana nods, "Thanks... l-let me know..."

Flora squints, "Is there any student you want to date?" She grabs Lana's oversized tit, "You can tell me..."

"Ahh..." the busty brunette moans. "Well... I kind of already do..." she says. She explains that Greg is her 'school boyfriend'.

The librarian chuckles, "Oh, you! That doesn't count. I mean, dating for real..."

The future-wife's eyes widen, "Like a... relationship?"

Flora nods, "Yep, like Jen and I!"

'Uh... I couldn't, right? I am going to marry Dens.... If I had to choose... hmm... maybe Jimmy? Nooo... don't even think about it, Lana!' she chastises herself.

"I... am h-happy with Dennis!" the busty teacher says quickly; she is red and breathing intensely.

"It's okay, babe. It was just an innocent question," Flora says. "I have to go eat. See you later?"

"Yes, me too. I am delighted for you, Flora!" Lana beams.

The librarian squeals a little, "Same! It's so exciting!"

The two ladies part ways, with Lana descending the stairs toward the cafeteria.

*****

Jen

A few minutes past noon, Jen Minx knocks on the door of the AV Club. She is the vice-captain of the volleyball team, with long brunette hair, medium-sized breasts, and a banging athlete's body.

"You may enter!" a voice from inside says.

She enters the room, and the three main members are there: Jim, Herb, and Simon.

"Hi guys," the hot athlete says, and the three guys stare at her like they've seen a ghost.

"Watchu doin' here!?" Herb asks in an accusatory tone.

Jim covers his friend's mouth with his hand. "Sorry about his manners. We normally don't get girls in here."

Jen giggles. "It's cool. And nice video yesterday, Jim. Super hot!" she says.

Jim blushes, "T-thanks..."

She takes a deep breath, "So... first of all, I wanted to apologize to you, Jim..."

The vice-captain of the volleyball team explains that she did not intend to make Jim sad by rejecting his date invite and that she said those things because she is gay and likes women. Jim, being a great guy, totally understands it and apologizes for overreacting.

Knowing they have no chance with Jen, the boys feel at ease and make small talk for a couple of minutes. All three think Jen is surprisingly chill and cool for a popular girl.

"Hmm... actually, there's one more thing..." Jen says, surprisingly shy.

"What is up?" Simon asks.

"Can I join the AV Club?" Jen asks, blushing.

The boys are all shocked. The second most popular girl in school is asking to join their nerdy and geeky club.

While Jim is open to it, Herb and Simon remain skeptical. That is until Jen pulls out a sketchbook and shows them some manga (Japanese comics) she drew.

The nerds are all amazed by her drawings, and she proposes that they draw a manga/comic to sell over the weekend.

"Featuring Miss Lana!" the hot athlete declares.

"Yesssss!" Simon agrees excitedly. "But we need poses or a video..."

"Then I can trace it on top!" Jen says.

"I can concoct a storyboard!" Herb says and suggests, "How about Wonder Woman?"

Jim claps jubilantly, "We have the outfit ready!"

"I love it, she's so fucking hot!" Jen says huskily.

"So hot... I've jerk-" Simon catches himself, glancing at the newcomer.

Jen giggles. "Don't worry, Simon! I've jilled off multiple times to Princess Diana, daughter of Hippolyta," she says, lightening the mood.

They all agree to get Lana to pose for them. And since Jen and Herb are in Class 2-A, they can work on the storyboard in the afternoon.

It was a weird sight to see the vice-captain of the volleyball team, an extremely popular and hot girl, sitting and chatting with the short, chubby, and shaved-headed nerd of the AV Club.

*****

Entrance

Lana walks down the stairs, her mind conflicted.

'Gosh... why do I feel bad about the bio supplement? My tummy is in knots... I know it was for the students... but... I don't know... I feel weird...'

'Is it because I let Roger go too far? He pushed me... of course, I didn't stop it... but... I should've known he is a bad element... what he said about Dens... rahh...'

'I did things with him I haven't done with Dens... and he is an awful person... and I don't even like him. I'm sorry Dens...'

'Maybe it's because I dislike him? Hmm... That must be it. I don't feel bad about Jimmy or Greggy... since they are nice to me, and I have some feelings for them. I will try to practice only with people I like. That should help,' she concludes.

She realizes she is standing at the bottom of the stairs. 'Goodness... I can't stop thinking about it. I should talk to Dens tonight to get reassurance that I didn't do a bad thing,' she reflects.

'Lana, forget about Roger! Keep all this out of your mind for now,' she tells herself.

The busty teacher takes a deep breath and marches to meet her best friend in the cafeteria.

Around the corner is Zack Archer and his underlings, up to no good.

"Hey, Miss C! Couldn't keep yourself away from us?" Zack grins. The leader of the bullies' main characteristic is his abnormally large head.

"She wants more!" L1 says. L stands for lackey, as Lana can't be bothered to learn their names.

The curvy teacher gives L1 the stink eye and turns to the others, "Hi boys, I am glad you are treating Greggy better. Thank you," she smiles endearingly.

"Oh... uh... sure..." Zack mutters, caught by surprise by her niceness.

L2 pokes him in the ribs, "Boss, you had something to ask her." L3 nods in agreement.

"Right... uh... Miss C, can you show us your vagina again?" Zack asks boldly.

Lana gasps, 'Goodness... these boys are so forward...' she thinks. "You mean my vulva? The vagina is just the hole," she corrects him.

The Archer boy is astonished, "Y-yeah... that... does that mean you'll do it?"

The curvy educator giggles and shakes her head, "Of course not. Why would I do it?"

"Because you have a lovely pussy!" the bully says out loud. Some curious students stop to watch the scene. He reveals, "We jerked off so much yesterday!"

"I'm drained!" L1 adds, and L3 nods.

"I have blisters!" L2 says, showing his injured hands to the teacher.

The buxom fiancee feels her cooch heat up, and her nipples harden. For some reason, the lewd conversation with these miscreants is getting her hot and bothered. 'It's just because of the photos... I didn't get to orgasm...' she justifies.

"Not right now. I need to go eat. Mary is waiting for me," she says.

At the mention of Mary's name, Zack takes a step back. "Uh... sure... Maybe this week. I want to have more fun," the bully suggests.

Lana decides to tease the poor boy a little, "That depends if you are good to Greg..." she says in a sweet tone.

"We will! Promise!" Zack swears. His underlings behind him do the same. His eyes dart to the teacher's ample bosom. "Oh, Miss C, aren't your nipples getting hard?"

She looks down, "I-is that so?"

L2 steps forward and pokes both of her nipples.

"Ahn!" she moans out loud. "Tsk, hey!" she complains.

"Boss, I touched them!" L2 says, lifting his fingers in the air. People around them snicker.

"Let me try..." L1 says and pokes her nipples, too.

"Ahnnn, stop it...." she says weakly. L1 pinches her nipples, and she feels a jolt through her body. "Oh... naughty boys..." she says huskily.

L3 moves behind her and grabs her butt cheek. His fingers dig in between her cheeks, and his eyes widen with the knowledge that she is not wearing any underwear.

"Eeeppp... no!" she protests and moves away from them. 'That's too dangerous...' she decides.

Zack grins cockily, "Don't deny it, Miss C. You want us. You crave this!"

'I do... I'm so horny... this is improper of me. I need to save face in front of everyone, ' she thinks, looking around.

She denies it, "No! Why would I want anything to do with your micro peepees?" She wiggles her pinky and all the students around her laugh.

Lana uses this opportunity to bolt toward the cafeteria, her heart racing, her nipples hard. and her coochie on fire.

Behind her, Zack Archer is fuming with rage.

*****

Lunch – Cafeteria

The shapely brunette teacher enters the cafeteria, and all teenage eyes go to her.

Her new uniform does absolutely nothing to hide her crazy hourglass figure, all boobs and hips. It is not hard to imagine what is hidden under her snug gray blouse and tight white skirt.

Blushing, Lana spots Mary and signals she is going to the lunch line. Her blonde colleague nods.

As she joins the back of the line, she immediately feels some hands grabbing and groping her body. 'Gee... they are wild... I can't even have a minute alone. It's not time for this, push back, Lana,' she orders to herself.

The busty teacher lightly swats a couple hands on her breasts and tummy and shuffles herself to remove the ones on her butt. Thinking she is just playing hard to get, the students persist, and their hands return.

'No. Be strong!' she shouts in her head. She slaps their hands more forcefully and swats at the ones behind her. "Leave me alone," she turns and growls. Not loudly, but enough for all of them to hear. The students scarper, getting the message.

She sighs at ease. But her relief is fleeting as she hears a familiar voice behind her.

"Hey, teach! How is it hangin'?" Lukas Hunter asks. He is Mary's son, with brown hair and blue eyes. He is a pretty boy, by all means. He has a tricky relationship with women and is the leader of the school's prankster group, the TTT trio.

Lana turns her head and smiles at her student, "Busy morning, but it is better now. I am having lunch with your mother."

"That's cool," Lukas says, "I'm loving your new uniform, teach."

"Thanks, Lu-" she replies but is cut off.

"Teach! What color panties you got today?!" he shouts, calling everyone's attention.

Intending to prank her as he did on her second day, the troublemaker lifts the future-wife's skirt up to her waist.

To his and everyone's surprise, she is going commando underneath. Her creamy ample butt and her trimmed brunette pubic hair are exposed to every eye in the cafeteria.

Quickly thinking, Lukas lets her skirt go. However, this skirt is a tight fit on the shapely educator and doesn't fall back down.

Lana stops dead, feeling the breeze and hearing the students' shocked gasps. Lukas freezes as well, not knowing what to do.

Frazzled, the bare-assed teacher turns toward her student, trying to tug at her skirt at the same time.

To make matters worse, when she steps back, someone stretches their foot out, and Lana trips, falling down on her butt. She falls spread eagle.

"Ouch!" the buxom teacher complains.

Everyone is dazed, looking at her exposed pussy.

Lana's cooch is pink and tight, with small tucked lips and a cute little rosebud topping it. It's slightly glistening with moisture.

All her most intimate secrets are on display to those in the school's cafeteria.

The busty teacher rubs her head, still stunned by her fall. "Ow..." she moans. She looks up at Lukas, who is staring intently at her. She cocks her head, confused, "I am fine... I just fell..." she mumbles.

Then she looks around at all the students. Everyone is staring at her. She blushes, embarrassed for slipping so clumsily.

Nobody says a word; the cafeteria is so quiet you can hear a pin drop.

"What is...?" she asks, still spreading her legs awkwardly.

The wife-to-be locks eyes with Lukas again, and his eyes are like those of a wild animal, full of lust.

Lana looks down at where he is staring. Then, it hits her. More like an open-handed smack, really.

"AH!" she exclaims and snaps her legs close.

Mary appears and offers her a hand. She gets up and then pulls her tight skirt down, but not before flashing everyone one last glimpse at her pubic hair and ass.

The tension in the air is palpable as she slowly walks toward her seat.

Her spread pink pussy will be etched in the minds of dozens of teens throughout their lives for as long as they live. Unfortunately for them, nobody took photos as what happened was unexpected beyond belief.

*****

Rooftop

Lana sits down in a stupor. Mary says something about being right back.

The busty teacher feels like passing out, 'I just showed my coochie to everyone... for a long time... it was wide open... goodness...'

'Dens has barely seen me like this... but now, the whole school has... all the students know my cooch... '

She feels mortified, but to her confusion, also intensely aroused.

There are butterflies in her tummy, and her clit and nipples are throbbing aggressively. Her cooch is drenched. She feels a mix between a panic attack and a sexual climax.

'Gosh... I am out of control... I need to orgasm,' her mind whirls.

Mary returns after a minute and grabs her hand. "Let's get you out of here, bestie," she says.

The bombshell blonde guides the busty fiancee out of the cafeteria and toward the rooftop. Lana seems out of it the whole time.

As the roof doors open, Lana is blinded by the bright sunlight.

"Where are we?" she asks, looking around confounded. They are in a small open area with some plants, a few benches, and a lovely vista of Winston.

Mary giggles, "The roof, silly. You've never been here?" The brunette shakes her head. "It's a good place for some privacy, and you seem like you need some," she smiles tenderly.

They sit on a wide bench overlooking the village.

"I love the fresh air here," Mary says, handing her a sandwich. "Hope you don't mind egg salad."

"That is great. Thanks, bff. Uh... for the food, and for... bailing me out back there," Lana says, clearly anxious.

Mary beams at her best friend, "Want to talk about it?"

The bombshell teacher is a 36-year-old blonde with fake C-cups, slightly tanned skin, a small nose, and full, pouty lips. She is dressed in a tight white button-up blouse, black pencil skirt, dark pantyhose, and matching stilettos.

"I want to... but you told me to think for myself, be more independent..." Lana says, unhappy.

The blonde teacher chuckles. "Yes, precious. But in this case, we can chat about it..." she says, caressing her friend's cheek.

Lana looks at Mary, her watery eyes full of admiration and love.

"I am conflicted about it. It was so embarrassing...." the buxom fiancee says shyly.

The sexy milf smiles mischievously, "But?"

"But it got me so hot and bothered... I am climbing up the walls!" Lana says, blushing and covering her face with her palms. "Is that normal?"

Mary giggles and puts her hand on Lana's thick thigh. She squeezes lightly. "It's perfectly natural, bestie," the blonde smiles.

"How come?" Lana asks, almost hyperventilating.

"You're an exhibitionist. You know what that is?" Mary asks patronizingly. She has no idea that Lana has been questioning it already.

'Ah... gosh... I knew it...' she thinks. The naive teacher bites her lower lip, "Uhm... someone that... uhm... likes s-showing off her body?"

The stacked milf nods, "Exactly. That's your kink. What makes you tick," she says nonchalantly.

"I guess it makes sense," the busty brunette mutters, recalling all her previous situations. "You like it too?"

"Not my thing, although... watching you do it gets me wet," Mary purrs, rubbing Lana's bare thigh.

The two sexy women chat for a bit as they eat their sandwiches.

They work through Lana's feelings, discussing some of Kim's books and how the curvy fiancee enjoyed them. They compare the similarities in their situations.

"Okay, I agree that situations like these can be fun. I will try to be more open to them," Lana vows.

"It's just hot, harmless fun," Mary winks.

The naive teacher nods and inhales, "Yeah... I cannot believe I am agreeing to expose myself..."

"You know that Dennis will love it," the fake-titted blonde says.

Lana squeezes her legs. "I hope so. I want to tell him all about it this weekend..."

"Speaking of the weekend, can we discuss Plan Bill?" Mary changes the subject.

The curvy brunette cocks her head, "Is that what is called?"

"Probably need a more discreet name... hmm..." the bombshell teacher says, holding her chin.

Lana thinks for a second. "Ah! How about Plan Head, as in... you become head teacher?"

"Oh, Lana! That's fantastic!" Mary exclaims, internally giggling that the name is close to her plan to transform her friend into a Blowjob Queen.

"Is that why you left yesterday?" the curious fiancee asks.

Her best friend nods, "One of my contacts, Damien, the vet, found some discrepancies on the school budget when he was looking over some things."

"Oh gosh," Lana reacts.

Mary lowers her voice, "Yeah, apparently Bill is supposed to be donating money to the animal clinic, but Damien has never seen any money. Then he dug deeper..."

The gullible teacher is hooked, "And?"

"Seems like Bill is diverting some funds," the blonde milf says. "It's dire, but I need your help to catch him."

The brunette nods emphatically, "Bff, what can I do?"

"We'll use your hot exhibitionist body," Mary says, squeezing her friend's boob.

"Mmmm..." Lana moans softly.

The future-wife's mind starts thinking back to some recent events, and how everything makes sense now. She barely pays attention to what Mary is saying.

'That's a big piece of the puzzle... since Dens is a voyeur and likes to watch, maybe I started enjoying showing off? Yes, it's probably related...' she reflects. 'Why do I enjoy it? Mmm... the stares... knowing I'm doing something I shouldn't... it's improper of me... so dirty... imagine what my family or friends back home would say? Gosh. I feel so naughty... having all the boys and girls lusting for my body... and grown men... with wives... drooling over me... wow... it's so hot... that's why Dens like it? Yeah... he knows I'm his... so nobody can have me except him... but they can lust after me... it's like a tease... wow... Dens is so naughty...'

'And today... I showed my cooch to all the students. Exposed like that.... A part that Dens has barely seen it... that's so wrong... so naughty... I know he will love it when I tell him...'

'I wonder if all the boys are going to masturbate to me? The girls too... wow... so much semen is going to be spewed tonight...' she squeezes her legs.

Mary's question brings her back to reality. "... so you agree on Friday morning then?"

"Uhh... mm-hmm," Lana concurs, pretending to have paid attention.

"Phew, glad I can count on you. I didn't know if you would be on board, considering..." Mary says, gesturing.

"Uh... anything for you, bestie," the brunette smiles, slightly ashamed of her daydreaming.

Mary stands, "Okay. I have to go. And don't forget to bring Chloe on Friday."

Lana gulps, "Y-yes... sure," she stammers, avoiding locking eyes with her blonde best friend.

"Thanks for the support, precious," the busty milf says. And struts toward the exit.

"No problem. I appreciate your help!" Lana says hurriedly. Mary turns and smiles at her before leaving.

'Poop... I should've paid attention... now I do not know the plan. Something about Friday morning. With Chloe. Gee... I'm sure Mary will tell me again... right?' she questions worriedly.

Lana gets up, breathes deeply, and walks to her class.

*****

Early Afternoon -- School

Lana is feeling blisteringly frisky. Her cooch and nipples are aching and begging for attention.

'Calm down... maybe tonight we can play...' she tells her body, which throbs with horniness. 'Maybe I can put Teddy in? Might be fun...' she decides, walking down the stairs to the Staff Room.

As she emerges on the second floor, she spots Chloe, her class rep. The blonde is next to the library, leaning against the wall and showing another girl something on her phone. They are giggling.

The teacher asks her student to take care of the class since she will be a few minutes late.

"You gotcha, Miss Lana!" Chloe says, going downstairs to classroom 2-D.

As she leaves, the naive fiancee sees the peculiar WinsTok poster again.

It reads: "WinsTok - Available today! Download now"

'Huh... maybe I can ask Chloe in class,' she thinks, sauntering toward her destination.

Lana enters the Staff Room as the bell rings.

"Hello, Birdie!" Prof. Henry greets her.

The busty educator stops dead in her tracks. "Oh... uh... hi, Prof. Henry..." she stammers. 'Gee... I was hoping nobody was in here and I could try Teddy in peace,' she laments.

The professor is an old, short, scrawny, and frail man who teaches tech and music.

"You have marvelous timing, Missy. Look what I just put up!" the man in his mid-60s says jollily.

The scrawny old lecher points at her 11' x 17' poster on the corkboard. The one where she is wearing the full Princess Leia cosplay, lifting her dress, and exposing her hairy twat to the world.

Lana gasps, "Again? I removed it yesterday!"

"Aha! So it was you, Young Lady!" Henry accuses her. "I almost blamed Kenny, poor chap."

"It is not appropriate!" she says anxiously.

"But your beaver..." the scrawny man complains. "Please? This is the best thing I have ever seen," he begs.

"But the students!" the wife-to-be protests.

Henry smiles, "They don't come in here, almost never."

"Uhm... I..." the buxom teacher mumbles. 'Why is the idea of having my half-naked picture on display in the teacher's room so... appealing? Gosh... yesterday, I was horrified by it. Was I? Hmm... not really... I think I was just trying to find excuses for not letting it... hmm... maybe it's not so bad?' she ponders.

"Bird, I will talk to Bill, so this counts toward the Program," the old man grins.

That is the excuse Lana is waiting for. "O-okay..." she croaks, her heart thumping in her chest.

"Cracking! I'm so proud of you for liberating yourself," Henry says, and Lana blushes. "This is a great day. First, Winstok comes out, and now this. Everything is turning out Henry!" the lecherous senior celebrates.

"Oh! Winstok! That was a project from your class?" she asks curiously.

"Correctamundo! It's a mobile phone application that allows users to create short one-minute videos and share them with their application contacts," the professor proudly explains.

Lana suppresses a giggle. Henry's knowledge of technology is a big dichotomy to her, especially because of the way he speaks.

She smiles, "Oh, cool. Can I join?" she asks innocently.

The scrawny man beams, "Certainly! You need a school email to join, so it's not open to the public yet. That means you can share videos with your students!"

"That sounds fun. What do I do?" the curvy teacher asks excitedly.

"Hand me your phone, and we can create a profile for you..." he says.

Lana hands her device to her colleague, who scans the QR code and downloads the app.

Prof. Henry starts filling out her profile. "Name... Lana Cox.... Interests... hmm... education, books... sports?" he asks, looking at her. She nods. "There's too many. Let's just check all of them, including sex," he says nonchalantly.

"Professor!" she gasps.

"Pish-posh! We're all adults. You need to be 18 to join," he dismisses her. "Now... Occupation... hmm..."

"T-teacher," she says sheepishly.

"Right... Big-Titted Teacher..." Henry smirks as the types on her screen.

"Henry! You are so naughty!" she giggles. "Wait... is... uh... everyone able to see that?"

"Of course, Birdie!" the old man chuckles. "Don't fret. It's common knowledge. Wow-wee," he winks.

The future-wife furiously blushes as he returns her phone.

"It's done. Take a look at your feed," Henry says. She looks at him, confused. "Just swipe through the videos and tap on the ones you like," he explains patiently.

Lana sees a video of Chloe and the volleyball girls doing some sort of dance. The taps to like it. Then she moves to the next, and it's the AV Club boys playing a board game. She likes it. She moves to the next, and it's the wrestling team practicing.

"These are all from the students?" the teacher asks, looking up at her colleague.

The professor nods, "Yup, them younglins love it."

Smiling and overexcited, she flips to the next. Flora appears to be recommending a book. "Wow, even the other teachers!" she muses.

"Everyone in school is using it. You should too, Missy," the old educator says.

Next, Chloe shushes and flips her phone around; Wyatt and Evie are in a heated makeout session. Their hands are everywhere. Chloe covers her mouth with her hand. Lana likes it. 'Maybe that's what she was giggling about... that's kinda hot...'

The next video has Jen and another girl doing a sexy dance, shaking their asses and titties. "Wow, this dance is so erotic!"

"Indeed. Kids like to push the boundaries. And since you need to be 18, sexually suggestive themes are not forbidden. Even partial nudity if you hide everything well enough," Henry says lecherously.

"Really? Gosh..." she mutters. Her cooch twitches. 'But this seems fun... I wonder if I can post something for myself, like Flora...or even... Jen...' she thinks, masking her real feelings.

Seeing her curiosity and enthusiasm, Henry lays the bait. "I can record a Winstok of you! I'll gladly be your first," he says salaciously.

Lana blushes, catching his double entendre, "You are so dirty, Prof. Henry..."

The old man laughs and swipes her phone. He presses a button and aims the camera at her. "Go on," he smiles eagerly.

The buxom teacher awkwardly stares at him, "What exactly am I supposed to be, uh... doing?"

Henry chuckle-snorts. "Just do a little jig!" he says.

Gracelessly, Lana starts swaying a little and moving to imaginary music.

"Good, shake your hooters!" the old lecher encourages her.

Without thinking, she shakes her chest, making her braless boobies jiggle erotically.

The professor presses a button and announces, "Done! Your first video is up!"

He shows her the video. It's a little funny, but then it gets enticing when her breasts are shaking underneath her gray blouse.

"Oh, gosh... is that too much?" she asks apprehensively. 'Seems a little naughty to put that out there for my students...' she thinks, feeling her nipples ache with desire.

"Not at all.... Ah, you have a comment already!" Henry says.

Her eyes widen, "You can comment?"

"Of course, Missy. Let's see... ah... Benjamin says, 'Shake them thangs Miss Lana'. Ho-ho!" the professor laughs. Lana gasps. "The kid has good taste. Let's see... wowzah, a dozen likes already. Someone is popular!"

The naive fiancee blushes. 'Gee... they are liking my video already. That's nice!' she thinks. 'Maybe this can help me win all of them over, too...'

"Thanks, Prof. Henry. I appreciate the help," she says, extending her hand to get her phone.

"You welcome, Dearie. Can this old man bother you for a reward? Just a small kiss," he requests, pointing to his dry, cracked lips and giving her a wide grin.

She sighs, 'I knew he had indecent intentions... oh well. A kiss can't hurt,' she considers. "Okay, since you are helping me with my students," she justifies, stepping toward him.

The gullible wife-to-be mashes her soft, plump lips with the old man's. She intends a quick kiss, but he has other intentions and embraces her. Henry's gropey left hand immediately grabs her ample bottom and starts squeezing it.

Feeling horny, she decides to let it go, 'It's just a pinch, should be fine...' she tells herself.

The old professor continues to kiss the young fiancee. As the seconds pass, she seems more and more into it. His other hand moves to her front and slithers under her skirt.

To his surprise, it contacts her bare cooch. He moves his lips away, "Oh, not wearing knickers. Naughty girl. I love your fanny," the scrawny elderly man says before resuming his smooching.

"Mmmm," Lana moans, letting herself be kissed and felt by the old teacher. 'Goodness... I'm so horny... and Henry's so skilled...' she thinks as her colleague gingerly rubs his bony fingers up and down her wet slit.

They continue to kiss, and she feels his digit prodding at the entrance of her vagina. 'Ohh... he wants to finger me... mmm... what a dirty old man...' she thinks, her cooch welcoming him.

Instead, Henry pulls back, breaking the kiss.

"Wha...?" Lana asks, bewildered.

"Let's do one more video!" the professor proposes, lifting her phone and aiming at her.

The thwarted fiancee is about to deny him when the old pervert unzips his pants and pulls out his wrinkly hard pecker.

The boney man begins to slowly tug his surprisingly thick penis, "Come on, Young Lady. I don't have all day," he shakes the phone with his other hand.

"Only one..." she mutters softly, staring at his crotch. 'It's nice... double what Dens is packing... the white pubic hair makes it look so indecent...' she thinks, admiring his prick.

"Turn and shake your tush for me!" he demands.

Obediently, Lana turns and starts shaking her ass at the old professor. Her dancing is clumsy at best, but her ample bottom more than makes up for her ungraceful moves. The tight skirt accentuates her peachy ass perfectly, allowing it to jiggle enticingly to the camera.

Behind her, Henry grunts approvingly. "This will be great. The students will love it," he says breathlessly. After a few seconds, he says, "Okay, done. Turn around now, Birdie... I want to see those hooters!"

"Henry! I cannot show that..." she sheepishly says as she turns. He is furiously beating his wrinkly old sausage.

The lecher puts her phone down. He grunts, "Guuu... do it... just for me... so I can come..."

'This is so naughty... I'm just letting my coworker masturbate his big penis in front of me... and he is so old... he could almost be my grandad... gosh... I'm so wet... and Henry seems very aroused... I shouldn't deny him release, right? I can be compassionate and help him out...' she deliberates.

With her chest heaving, Lana quickly unbuttons her blouse and opens it, exposing her naked melons to Henry. "Here, old pervert. Enjoy," she says lusciously, biting her lower lip.

"Ahh... what amazing knockers... you're so perfect, Birdie.... Coming..." he grunts.

Lana can't resist and tweaks her rock-hard nipples. "Come for me, you depraved old man... mmmmm..." she moans.

With a loud groan, Henry spurts his white hot semen all over the floor of the staff room.

He sits back in a chair, recovering. "That was smashing, Missy. Thanks," he says, out of breath.

'What a waste,' she instinctively thinks as she stares at the spilled cum on the floor. She glances at the time and realizes she is extremely late to class. "Excuse me so I can compose myself," she says, going toward the restroom.

Henry nods. "Go ahead, I can clean up." He adds, "We had a good time," he smiles, "the youngsters are going to fancy your second Winstok."

Lana blushes, grabs her phone, and enters the teacher's washroom.

*****

She takes a deep breath and stares at herself in the mirror. She looks wild, her hair is lightly tousled, and she is flushed. It looks like she had sex.

'Not that I know what I look like...' she thinks.

Still horny beyond belief, she decides to put Teddy in her asshole.

'Might be fun... and nobody will know. Maybe it will keep me sated until the end of the day...' she rationalizes. Then, she remembers the reason why Teddy exists. 'I mean... I need to practice for Dens. This is not for me,' she tells herself.

The aroused fiancee pulls the short and stubby purple toy from her purse. It's about 4 inches long and 1.2 inches wide. 'Almost the same as Dens... he's only half an inch bigger...' she can't help but think.

She squirts a bit of the lube Nurse Park gave her onto the toy, making it slick. Then she put a little on her index finger and rubs around her anus. "Mmmm... feels good..." she whispers softly. She slides her lubricated finger a tad inside, stimulating her backhole.

Then, she forces the plug against her asshole and pushes it in little by little.

"Ahhh..." she grunts as the toy lodges inside her. 'I'm getting used to Teddy in my anus... I might be ready for the real thing soon,' she considers hornily. Her cooch is twitching with expectation.

After making herself presentable, the naughty teacher returns to the Staff Room. Prof. Henry is not there anymore, but the floor is clean.

Before leaving, she looks at her poster and blushes. 'So lewd...' she thinks, biting her lip.

As she walks to her classroom, she tugs her skirt, conscious of her lack of panties and the butt plug wedged in her booty.

*****

Classroom

Lana enters classroom 2-D, and all the students greet her.

"Good afternoon, what did I miss?" the teacher asks her class rep.

Chloe smiles, "Nothing, Miss Lana, we're just working on our things."

Nodding, the teacher sits down on her chair. As she does, she suppresses a moan as the anal toy sends a tiny jolt of pleasure through her body.

Lukas stands and makes his way toward her. "Hi, teach. Sorry about earlier," the pretty boy says.

The busty fiancee flushes, remembering what happened. Her cooch clenches. "It is okay, Lukas. You did not expect what happened..."

"It was an accident! Your skirt was so tight, and I had no idea you were going commando," Mary's son explains.

'Aww... poor Lukas, he seems regretful of his actions,' Lana thinks endearingly.

BJ chimes in from his seat, "You do have a beautiful pussy, Miss Lana!"

Wyatt lightly flicks his friend's ear, "Shut up, dude..."

"Ow! What?" BJ complains cluelessly. Everyone laughs

Chloe changes the subject, "We saw your Winstoks, Miss Lana! Nice moves!"

The teacher turns red, "Thank you, I did not know what to do..."

"Who recorded you?" Evie asks curiously.

"Oh... Prof. Henry," the naive buxom educator says, "he made my profile!"

"That's why it says Big-Titted Teacher!" BJ says, amused.

Andrew adds, "We knew that was not your doing, Miss Cox."

"Yep! It had to be that dirty old lecher," Chloe says. "He's so gross!"

Lana feels a little iffy. She let Henry do some indecent things to her just a few minutes prior. 'No... maybe Chloe just doesn't understand. She's too young. Henry is nice and was just helping me. Sure, he is a little perverted... but who isn't?' she evaluates, almost incapable of thinking the worst of someone.

"Let's do a Winstok as a class tomorrow, Miss Lana!" Evie proposes.

The teacher nods, "That sounds fun!"

Excited, Evie squeals and runs to Chloe's desk, and they sit to discuss ideas for it.

"Girls..." Lukas rolls his eyes. The boys and Lana chuckle.

Some time passes, and all the students diligently work on their assignments and projects.

Lana is bored at her desk, and her mind wanders back to the incident at the cafeteria. The feeling of her anus opening around Teddy is getting her extremely horny. She keeps wiggling her bum, stimulating her backdoor.

Soon, her cunt is also on fire. 'I showed my cooch to everyone... all the students know how my most private parts look... in details... not even my fiancee knows her this well... wow...'

Absentmindedly, her right hand, currently resting on her thigh, starts sliding up her leg. It sneaks under her skirts and contacts her wet pussy. A surge of pleasure flows through her, and she suppresses a moan.

'Goodness... I'm so wet...' she thinks, stroking her damp outer lips. 'I can't do this... I'm in class... the students can see me...' she looks at them.

A dark voice in her head chimes in, 'Nobody is looking at you... do it... touch yourself...'

The voice seems to make too much sense to the horny teacher. Her delicate finger spreads her lips and strokes the inner parts of her vulva. She continuously wiggles her ass on the chair, stimulating her anus.

After a couple minutes of teasing herself, she needs more.

Unable to resist, she flicks her clit. She uses every ounce of self-control to stop herself from moaning. If anyone looks, they will see their teacher peculiarly flushed and breathing raggedly.

As she gingerly rubs her hungry clitoris and presses her butt against her seat, a thought comes to her mind. 'Mom is right... Cox women should be pantiless... if we always get this hot, easy access makes sense... ahh... I should try to skip underwear more often... and... it allows for "accidents" to happen... Mary will be happy with it... mmm... it's so indecent... I wonder if things like that will keep happening? Mmm...'

Her hand picks up the pace as she fantasizes, 'This is so naughty... I can do this in class, and my students don't even know... imagine if they found out... they would think I am a slutty teacher...'

'Oh... gosh... I'm so close... your dirty teacher... ah... with big slutty tits... is playing with her pussy... nggg... in front of you... ah... and you don't even know... hnng... I... I think... I'm gonna come...'

"Miss Lana, can I get some help on this part?" BJ asks, interrupting her.

Her green eyes dart to her student at the same time as her orgasm erupts. She momentarily closes her eyes and shudders, trying to concentrate on her climax.

The annoying Southeast Asian boy insists, "Teacher? Are you okay?"

She exhales, her orgasm abruptly hampered by the teen. "Y-yes..." she croaks, frustrated.

"This is a really confusing part!" BJ complains.

Her whole body is throbbing as she stands. Even though she only managed a tiny unsatisfying orgasm, it's still affecting her senses. She quickly helps the teen and returns to her seat.

The bell rings.

All her students leave except for Evie and Wyatt.

"Hi, Miss Lana," the dark-skinned boy grins.

"We know!" the petite raven-haired girl says. "That was super hot."

"Oh... what... I..." the teacher stammers, mortified. 'Goodness... this is embarrassing...'

Wyatt lifts his hand, "Don't worry, we won't say a thing!"

"Our secret," Evie winks salaciously. "Don't forget that!" she says as they go.

'Gee... that's all I needed now... two of my students know I was masturbating in class... that was hot... but darn... I couldn't even orgasm properly... that BJ is always getting in the way,' she thinks, frustrated.

The busty fiancee collects herself, grabs her things, and leaves.

*****

Panties

Lana is almost at the Staff Room when the janitor calls her.

"G'afternoon, Miss Cox," Kenny beams, "I have sum'thin for ya!"

The 22-year-old, lean, and 6'4 custodian stands in front of a door adjacent to the teacher's room. He is wearing basic jeans and a white t-shirt.

Flashes of his massive penis flood the teacher's head. She blushes and walks to him.

"Hi Kenny, nice to see you," she says, reddened.

The simple janitor grins. "A man with long hair gave me this," he says, producing her cheeky red panties from his pocket.

"Ah! My panties!" she exclaims. Then she locks eyes with the janitor, "I... uh... forgot at the Art Club room."

"You betcha... they smell really nice," Kenny says nonchalantly.

"Oh, gosh..." she mutters. 'Poor, Kenny. He doesn't know any better,' she reflects. "Thanks for keeping them safe for me. You deserve a reward," she says endearingly. She wasn't thinking when she said that.

"In tha' case... I saw ya in the car this morning..." the custodian says. Her eyes widen, remembering the scene with Bill. "I loved seein' your ass... can I see your bootyhole?"

Lana almost chokes at his candid request. "Uh... I do not think it is appropriate..."

Kenny puts his hands together and begs, "Please? Ya said I could 'ave a reward!"

The idea of showing her ass to the janitor is oddly arousing to her. 'I did say that... Maybe just a quick one. I guess I can consider a part of the Program,' she excuses.

The fact that she is still horny and that she customarily takes pity on the simple young man makes that an easy decision for the newbie teacher.

She glances around to make sure they are alone. "I cannot show you here. Where can we go?"

The simple young man grins and opens the door. "Ma office!" he says, pointing inside.

Giggling, the naive wife-to-be steps inside into the janitor's closet. It's a small 6'x8' cramped room with shelves lined up with cleaning products, mops, rags, and other tools.

"It is... nice," Lana says, wriggling her nose at the faint chemical smell.

"I decorated meself," Kenny says, oddly proud. He comes in and closes the door.

The towering janitor is so close that the teacher has to look directly up at him. He is a foot taller than her, and she feels momentarily intimidated by him.

"So? Show me," he says, not wasting time.

She decides to be playful, "Someone is in a hurry..."

"I can't stop thinkin' about ya booty," Kenny reveals. "Please..."

"Since you asked so nicely," the busty teacher says, turning around. She lifts her skirt, revealing her naked ass to the janitor.

"Fuck... it's a beaut," the blunt man says. He kneels down, getting his face directly in front of her butt. Kenny licks his lips, "Miss Cox, can I touch your bum?"

Lana inhales, not expecting his request. 'I should've known...' she thinks. Instinctively, she bends forward, giving him a better view of her ample creamy bottom. "Go ahead," she whispers.

The custodian slowly caresses her soft, round cheek. Then, he pulls her cheeks apart. "Wow, is tha' a toy?" he asks curiously.

"You have never seen one?" she asks, her breath quickening and her coochie wet.

"First time seein' it in a woman... it's sexy..." Kenny states. Without asking, he pulls her cheeks further apart, stretching her anus.

Lana moans, enjoying the tiny pain once again. 'This is a pleasurable pain... mmm...'

"Imma pull it out," he says. And without waiting for an answer, he yanks Teddy from her asshole. It makes a foul noise, and her gaping hole quickly closes after the toy is gone.

"Ngggnhhhnn!" she moans, almost coming when Teddy is removed.

Kenny grins. "That was fun!" he says, sniffing the toy and shoving his finger inside her still-lubed backdoor.

"Ahhh," she moans again. 'If just removing the toy felt this good... mmm... imagine what a penis would feel like... wow... maybe I'm ready for it... not Kenny's... but a smaller one... Dens? No... too soon... I need to figure that out,' she ponders as the custodian fingerfucks her asshole.

"I always wanted to do this!" Kenny happily says as he slides his long digit in and out of her hole. "Thanks, Miss Lana!"

"Ah... you... are... welcomeeee..." the curvy future-wife says between breaths.

The janitor starts rubbing her wet pussy with his other hand.

The teacher is too sensitive to handle the stimulation. "Ow... stop... I am too sensitive there..."

Thwarted, Kenny pulls his hand away. "Sorry, Miss. I didn' mean to hurt ya," he says sadly.

She smiles at him, "It is okay, Kenny. You did not know." Then she blushes and says shyly, "You can continue playing with my anus if you want..."

"Can I fuck it?" He asks casually, rubbing the prominent bulge on his pants.

Lana gasps and glances at him, "Uh... eh... not today..." she says weakly.

"Okay..." the simple man says. He pulls his finger out of Lana's ass and stands up. She whimpers. "Can I cum now?" he asks, unzipping his jeans.

The teacher's eyes widen. "Come?!"

"Yup... I jerked off twice today, but I can't take it anymo'," the young janitor explains.

"Twice?!" she blurts out, turning around. 'I am lucky if Dens can do it once... but three times in one day? Goodness... Kenny is an animal,' she reflects, her face staring at his chest.

Kenny grins, "Yup! Once to your booty in the car an' once to your panties!" he says proudly.

"Oh gosh... you have a lot of stamina..." she says, staring at his prominent bulge. She gulps.

"I can do much more," he says as he opens his pants and pulls out his rock-hard 10-inch monster.

Lana's jaw falls. "Wow..." she mutters, 'It's amazing... it's like a baseball bat... bigger than anything I've ever seen... '

"I'm proud of it!" Kenny beams.

"You should be..." the horny fiancee agrees, as her cooch and asshole twitch uncontrollably at the sight of his impressive manhood. 'It must be like 10 inches... his c-cock... yes... this is a cock... it's more than twice the size of Dens' peepee...' she says, causing her coochie to gush.

"Can you eat it?" he asks. "Nobody has done that before."

"Eat it?" she asks, confused, unable to peel her eyes off his dick. 'It's huge... makes Dens looks like a kid...'

"Yup, I saw it in adult movies! The woman eats the dick, and the dude loves it," Kenny explains like it's obvious.

Lana can't help but giggle at this naivete. "Oh, you mean a blowjob?"

The big-cocked janitor scowls, "Blow? Thas' not right."

She shakes her head, "That is what it is called. But I cannot do that to you."

"Why? I need it!" he complains, stroking his cock slowly. It pokes her in the tummy.

The wife-to-be gasps; she has a split-second impulse to grab his large meat. 'Stop...', she controls herself. 'It's not the time. I need to explain to Kenny the proper way, so he can be a decent person...'

"You need to find someone you love," she elaborates, trying to get across to him. "That is how these adult things should be. I love my fiancee, for example."

"Do ya only do it with him?" Kenny asks, squinting.

She flushes, thinking of all the things she has done lately. "Well... no..." she stammers.

The tall custodian steps forward and pushes his dick into her flat midriff. "See! And ma dick loves ya!"

The gullible teacher giggles. "That is not what I mean. Anyway, I should go. I am late for the AV Club," she says, trying to move around him.

"I can cum quick, Miss Cox," he pleads, stepping even closer to her.

Lana feels trapped. Kenny is standing firmly between her and the door.

She feels intimidated but also desperately aroused. 'Look at him with his massive boner out... his throbbing cock... demanding me to touch it,' she thinks. Her cooch quivers in response.

"Uhh...." she mutters, trying to buy herself time. She stares at the young man, a wild, lustful look on his face. 'I don't know how to get out of this... he seems in heat... I don't know if I have a choice...' she evaluates, taking a deep breath. 'Maybe it's better if I help him? It's not like I haven't done it recently... Jim... Benjamin... even Henry, although that was quick. Does Greggy count? No, no. Roger doesn't either... it was just an accident...'

'If Mary was here, she would say I lack some practice... maybe she's right. But he is too big... well... perhaps that's the best way to practice...' she considers.

She stares at his massive member and bites her bottom lip, "Do you really need it?"

"Yeh... please... help me..." Kenny says, breathing ruggedly.

"Fine... but be quick, okay?" she says, kneeling before him.

She stares at his snake. 'My goodness.... It's even bigger up close...' she thinks, basically drooling, admiring his manly specimen.

"Miss Cox... touch it... it's ma first time," the janitor admits between breaths.

Nodding, she slowly moves her delicate hand and wraps around his shaft. He groans. 'Wow... I can't even wrap my hand around it.... It's so hard... and warm... and thick... gosh... imagine this monster inside me...' she thinks as her coochie drools all over her leg.

She feels the weight of it, "It is so hefty..." she says with admiration.

"Please eat it..." Kenny grunts.

The busty wife-to-be opens her mouth and leans forward. 'Sorry Dens...' she thinks involuntarily. Her soft lips make contact with his swollen cockhead.

"It is too big..." she states.

The janitor grunts, "So... close... please..."

She forces her mouth more and manages to put about one inch inside.

"Fuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkk...." Kenny grunts, exploding in her mouth.

"Mmmggggff!" Lana shouts, pulling his dick mid-ejaculation from her mouth. "Gah!"

Kenny continues spurting his load all over her face. "Uhhhhghghg," he grunts.

Five strong jets of sticky, warm semen land all over the beautiful fiancee's face.

"Ahhhhh..." the busty teacher shudders in a tiny orgasm. After a couple of seconds, her mind returns. 'Gosh... I came while being cummed on... mmm...' she thinks. She finally realizes the taste in her mouth from when Kenny shot his load inside her. 'Tastes good... sweet... nutty... yum...' she thinks instinctively.

The tall janitor, spent, leans against a shelf. "Wow.... Miss Cox. This was the best cum ever. Getting ma dick eaten is so good," he states.

"That is great. Uhh... can I have a towel?" she asks.

The future-wife's face is streaked with white ropes of Kenny's seed. There's so much of it that's dripping all over the floor and her blouse.

'Imagine if Mary or Dens could see me now... I must look so filthy... such a nasty teacher... letting the school janitor spurt his seed all over her face... wow...' she thinks, her mind still in a horny fog.

The simple man hands her a towel, and she cleans herself up. She uses the sink and a half-broken mirror to make herself presentable. She also puts back her red cheeky panties.

"Thanks. This was amazing," he says as she prepares to leave.

"Bye, Kenny... it was... fun," she says. 'Shame he orgasmed too quickly... I couldn't even practice. Or could this also be part of it? I guess so. Need to be ready for Dens.'

She makes a gesture, and he leans forward. She gives him a smooch on the lips.

"Ew... ma cum!" he complains, and she giggles, passing by him.

Lana opens the door and is about to exit when he calls her.

"Miss Cox, can we do it again?" Kenny asks expectantly.

'Probably not, but I don't want to be mean,' she considers.

The busty teacher gives him a teasing smile. "We will see!" she says, exiting the janitor's closet.

*****

Day 16 -- Late Afternoon

AV Club

"You're late!" Jen says, grinning like a madwoman as Lana enters the room.

The AV Club is a large classroom full of equipment, computers, cameras, and TVs. There are cables everywhere, a large closet, and a small square table with some chairs. A three-seat couch is to the side, and a filming space with a green screen is in the center of the room with a camera on a tripod in front of it.

The teacher's eyes widen in surprise. "Jen?"

"I joined!" the brunette athlete says.

"Yay!" Lana celebrates, and the two hug.

"Thanks to you! I'm super happy!" Jen says, with an unusual attitude.

The proud teacher smiles at her student, "I have not seen you this excited before."

The teen beams, "I don't remember the last time I was this happy at school!"

Lana notices a stack of papers on her student's hand. "What are you all up to?"

"You'll see soon, Miss Lana! I have to go over some last deets with Herb," she says, rushing to the fat boy's side.

Simon walks over. "Hi, Miss Lana!" the lanky boy greets her. He has long black hair and glasses. His friends call him Fabio due to his fabulous hair.

"Hi Simon, how are things?" the curvy teacher asks. She hugs her student.

The boy feels her ample breasts pressed against his chest. His penis wakes up, and he turns sideways to conceal his half-mast. "Uh... doing fan-fucking-tastic..." he says awkwardly.

She lifts her eyebrow at his weirdness but doesn't bring it up. "Everything in order for our tutoring session?" she asks.

"Yeah, can we go to your place together?" he asks anxiously.

"Uhh..." she mutters. 'Gosh, I promised Cal I would stop by the park... I guess I won't... I'm sure they will be fine. I can make it up to them tomorrow,' she thinks unconcerned. She nods, "I guess it makes sense."

"Fucking-A!" Simon celebrates. "Let me text my dad," he says, stepping to the side.

She giggles as Jim approaches.

"Hi, Miss Lana," the ginger boy greets, blushing furiously. He is intelligent and thin, with curly red hair and a cute freckled face. He is the president of the AV Club, so his friends call him Prez.

"Hi, Jimmy," the naive teacher replies, also flushed.

The sexual tension between the two is palpable.

"I..." they blurt at the same time.

They laugh and hug each other. The hug lasts a bit too long. As they finally break the embrace, they exchange a peck on the lips.

Lana feels fireworks from the kiss. 'Wow...' she thinks, her heart thumping in her chest.

"Miss Lana..." Jim says, his breathing heavy. He lowers his voice to an almost whisper. "I'm sorry for Sunday again, I did not mean to be that aggressive..."

"It is okay. You do not need to apologize. We are both adults," she says lovingly.

Jim nods shyly. "Uhmm... also... thank you..."

The busty teacher cocks her head, "For what?"

"We got so many applicants for the club!" the ginger boy says enthusiastically.

"Really?!" the beautiful fiancee shouts.

"Yeah! Over 20 new ones!" Prez says. "Half of them are not even students!"

"Wow, and will they join?" she asks, curious.

"We are still looking through. But maybe we can get some people to help us with our events," Jim explains.

"That is a good idea, Prez," she says, using his nickname.

Jim grins at her, "It's all thanks to you, really!"

She smiles, and an awkward silence falls between them, along with the sexual tension.

"So... did you tell anyone about Sunday?" she asks in a low tone.

The ginger boy shakes his head, "No. Not even to Hoseman or Fabio," he reveals.

Jen interrupts them from the other side of the room, "Miss Lana! I have something to show you!"

"I am coming!" the teacher replies. "Thanks, Jimmy. We can chat more soon," she says, kissing him on the cheek.

"I love you..." Jim whispers, but she doesn't hear it.

*****

"Miss Lana, I have a new Winstok trend for us!" Jen says.

Intrigued, the teacher asks, "Oh, what is it?"

"I saw it in another app. Basically, you turn your back to the camera, lift your skirt, and ask, 'Is this seat taken?', then you sit down on the camera!" the popular girl explains. "It's so hot!"

"That sounds... naughty..." Lana mutters. Her cooch, however, seems to like the idea.

"We will be the first ones to do it on Winstok! I'll dethrone Brittany!" Jen says triumphantly.

The buxom fiancee rubs her legs together. "Do I have to... hm... participate? I already made a couple today," she says sheepishly.

Jen grabs her teacher's hands, "Without you, it won't trend! Please help me?"

'Goodness... my student is asking me, so I must do this. For the Program. It's my duty as a teacher and the club supervisor. Let's do this, Lana. It doesn't even seem that bad...' she convinces herself.

"Okay, I will. I cannot deny my dear student," the curvy educator smiles.

Jen squeals and hugs her teacher.

Lana feels the girl's hands squeeze her butt cheeks. 'Mmm... Jen seems really happy at the club. This will be great for her. So, I should keep encouraging her,' she reflects.

"Howdy, Miss Lana, I couldn't help but overhear," Herb interrupts. "Entrust this to me!"

Herbert is a short and chubby teen with a shaved head and a multitude of ideas. He is great at making costumes, and his friends call him Hoseman, due to the hose-like appendage between his legs.

The chubby student organizes everything while the girls quickly rehearse.

Finally, everything is set: Simon is lying down between Jen's legs, holding her phone in front of his face and the camera pointing up toward her backside. Jim is doing the same but under Lana.

"And action!" Hoseman shouts.

Lana looks at Jim, smiles wickedly, and slightly lifts her skirt. Her bubbly butt, only covered by her cheeky red panties, is in plain sight. She asks in a seductive voice, "Is this seat taken?"

Without waiting for a response, she "sits" down on the camera. Her thick booty stretches and eats up the tiny panties, making them wedge between her plump cheeks. She continues coming down until her whole ass covers the camera.

Jim barely has time to stop recording before he is smothered by his teacher's phat butt.

"Mmffmm!" the ginger boy says, muffled, as his teacher quite literally sits on his face.

"Cut!" Herb directs. "Stupendous work. Jen and Lana, that was immaculate!"

Jen springs up and runs to her teacher. "That was hot! Thanks for doing this with me!" the brunette athlete says as she holds Lana's hand.

"Uh... you are welcome," the future-wife says awkwardly, distressingly aware that she is suffocating Jim. "I should..." she starts to say, intending to get up; however, she feels something against her panties. "Oh!" she yelps, squeezing Jen's hands. 'Did Jimmy just lick my cooch? No... that can't be... AH! He definitely did... oh gee...'

"Are you okay?" Jen asks quizzically.

"I... just... sat wrong," Lana excuses, her breath quickening. "Ouch..." she pretends. 'Gosh... oh... my... Jimmy is just licking my cooch... in front of everyone... I wonder if they know...'

"Prez, dude! Are you okay?" Simon asks his 'suffocating' friend. Jim gives them a thumbs-up.

Jen turns to Herb, "Dude, help me get Miss Lana up. She hurt herself!"

The shaved-haired boy rushes to Jen's side and grabs one of Lana's hands.

"Ah... no need!" the teacher says, "I can do it..." she grunts. 'My goodness... this feel amazing... I don't want it to stop... mmm... Jimmy... lick me... mmmm...'

Herb chuckles, "You clearly cannot! On three, Jen..."

'Ah... just a little more... just a little more....' Lana recites as the two students prepare to pull her up.

"... three!" the chubby teen shouts, and they pull their teacher.

The wife-to-be stands and sighs. Her panties are drenched, both from her fluids and Jim's saliva. "Thanks, I feel better already," she says, a little frustrated, while she adjusts her skirt in place.

Jim quickly rolls to the side and wipes his pussy-juice covered face on his shirt. He stands.

"What's that?" Simon asks, pointing at the wet smear on the t-shirt.

Jim looks down and looks back up, pretending to be puzzled, "Must've spilled something..."

The long-haired boy squints, "Uh-huh..."

"Guys, we need to discuss the School Fair!" Prez says, changing topics. He goes and sits on the table. Simon shrugs and follows.

"Miss Lana, let's post these," Jen says, handing the teacher her phone.

Nodding, Lana checks the video. 'Wow... it's quite naughty... my panties got wedged into my cheeks... gosh... should I? Hah... I guess it's fine... Jen is posting hers. And it's only for the school. So, this is technically part of the Program,' she processes.

Inhaling deeply, she posts the video. 'Hopefully, Dens likes it. I can't wait to show it to him tonight,' she thinks.

The busty, naive teacher joins her students at the table.

*****

Fair Money

"So, club members, we need money for the School Fair," Jim says, in his presidential mode.

Simon nods, "We need to plan something dope!"

"Yeah, low-key fire!" Jen chimes in.

Herb shakes his head at her use of slang, "Girls..."

"Is this the School Fair project?" Lana asks, intrigued.

"No, it's the precursor. We need money to do something grand for the Fair," Herb explains.

The teacher is palpably curious, "Oh, like what?"

"We have no idea yet!" the ginger president says. And they all laugh.

"But we know it's gonna be huge. I'm hyped!" Simon says.

Herb nods, "That's why we need the moola. So, ideas?"

"Aren't you the ideas guy?" Jen asks, trying to provoke him.

Simon joins in, "Yeah, come on, Hoseman! Let it rip!"

"Uh... hmm..." the chubby boy mutters. He quickly glances at Jim and says, "Let's do titjobs!"

Lana gasps, Jim is shocked, and Jen giggles.

"What?! Are you high, dude?" Jim chastises.

Simon chuckles, "WTF, Hoseman..."

"Ah! Herb is right!" Jen says, standing up.

Everyone looks at her.

"We c-cannot do that..." Lana stammers. "This is still school!"

The sexy athlete smiles, "Not that. Herb is an idiot..."

"Hey!" the shaved-haired boy protests.

She continues, "But he is also correct."

Simon cocks his head, "Huh?!"

The popular girl opens her arms, "We need something sexy, something that will get the people from Winston to donate to us! Something that we can use Miss Lana's charms to our advantage..."

Lana is having trouble breathing, "My c-charms?"

"Titjobs are too far," says Jim, beet red and ignoring his teacher.

"Exactly, Prez!" the athlete agrees, "So... what can we do that is sexy, interesting, uses our best asset, i.e., Miss Lana, and can be teetering the line between outrageous and reasonable?"

Lana is impressed. She has never seen Jen speak with such eloquence. 'Whatever it is... she seems passionate about it. As long as it's reasonable...'

"A kissing both!" Jen announces.

Simon cheers, "Fucking A!"

The popular girl elaborates, "You buy the manga/comic and get a kiss too!"

"We can have it ready for the weekend," the long-haired boy agrees.

Lana gasps softly. 'Kissing... oh my...' she doesn't know what to think, although her nipples are throbbing at the idea of having to kiss a bunch of men.

Jim seems taken aback, "I don't know..."

"Yeah, that's boring!" Herb says. "Titjobs are better," he glances at Jim again when saying that.

Everyone stares at him with a 'what the fuck' expression. Prez is the only one avoiding Herb. The chubby boy squints suspiciously at his friend.

"Anyway," Jen says. "It's perfect! I bet lots of people in town will want it..."

"Fine... I am on board." the chubby teen says, foiled.

"Lit! And Jim?" the hot athlete asks, and they all look at him, even Lana. She is apprehensive about what her favorite male student is going to say.

"Come on, Prez. It's a dope idea!" Simon says, lightly pushing his friend.

"I know..." the ginger boy mumbles. He is clearly jealous of people kissing the woman he loves. Jim decides to take one for the club, for his friends. Gritting his teeth, he says, "Okay, that works."

"It's unanimous!" Jen celebrates.

"No, we need to hear from one more person," Jim says. "Miss Lana?"

"Uh..." the teacher blushes as they all gaze at her expectantly.

'Gosh... they really need this. I don't want to ruin their plans. I need to support them. And... kissing doesn't seem that bad... at least not compared to the other suggestion... titjobs... imagine... What a wild idea! Me just letting random men use my boobies with their penises... wow... Although Henry and others mentioned it too... well... this is something similar. It will also help the club, which is part of my duties as their supervisor. And as Jen said, it's reasonable,' she deliberates.

"I guess..." the naive fiancee replies weakly.

Everyone cheers.

Herb lifts his hand, and they quiet down. "If we need lots of coinage, kissing alone won't do," he says adamantly.

Simon nods, "I agree with Hoseman."

"What can we do?" the new girl asks.

Nobody has any ideas. They all seem momentarily down.

The teacher thinks over, 'Oh, no... I can't let them be sad like this... I need to do something. I am in the Incentive Program for this very reason. What does the Program say? I should try my best as long as it is reasonable. So, let's follow it. Hmm...'

'What about touching? Hmm... the Cox Friends did say they I could let people grope my boobies for money... that doesn't sound that bad. And people have been doing it anyway... maybe that will give us more money?' the gullible teacher evaluates.

'Touching is reasonable! I know it would be people from outside of school, but this is for a school-sanctioned event, as Principal Bill said. So the Program should apply,' she concludes.

"Well..." Lana mutters, bringing their attention. "Herbie, I have an idea..." she says shyly. She takes a deep breath, "I can do it..."

The fat boy's eyes widen, "The titjobs?!"

"No!" Lana yells out. Everyone looks at her, "What if..." her voice changes to an almost whisper, "I also let people touch my breasts?"

Jim almost chokes.

Herb and Simon clap. "Grand idea! That works for me!"

Jen grabs her teacher's right boob, "Like this?"

Lana moans and nods as the volleyball team's vice-captain squeezes her melon. The guys on the table can't entirely hide their jealousy.

"A-are you okay with that, Miss Lana?" the club president mutters.

"Yes...", the teacher nods shyly. She tells herself, 'For my students. It's my duty to help them!'

Jen stops groping her teacher and lifts her hands in the air, "Oh! We can do different tiers! One copy gives you a kiss, and three lets you do some touching!" she proposes.

Jim sighs, knowing this is what's best for the club. He has an idea. "And how about a special prize? For one lucky winner," the ginger teen suggests.

Herb cheers, "Yes! The winner can get 5 minutes in private with Miss Lana!" Lana gasps. "Don't fret! Just kissing and groping... but in private," the shaved-haired boy winks.

The students all agree and start excitedly discussing details. They decide to have the Kissing Booth at the Town's Square this Sunday.

"Wait... what is this manga you are talking about?" Lana questions.

Jen facepalm, "Oh, duh! We didn't tell you!"

"Well, it's time to film it anyway," Jim says, ending their chat.

Herb grins and stands up. "Come on, Miss Lana, let me run you through it!"

*****

Lasso of Truth

"So it will be a comic-slash-manga about Wonder Woman. It's a little bit BDSM, but on the light side," Herb explains. Simon and Jim are getting everything ready.

"Oh, my... like 50 Shades?" Lana asks, her coochie tingling as she thought of the book, something she read recently.

Jen nods, "Exactly, nothing hardcore. Just bondage with a rope and some teasing."

"Uhh... is it not too naughty?" the future-wife asks, unsure.

The chubby boy shakes his head, "Nah, Jen will make sure to spice things up when she draws."

"That is good," she says, reassured. "How will you do that, Jen?" the teacher asks curiously.

"First, we will film it, and then I can use still shots to trace the scenes and draw the manga," Jen elaborates. She pulls a drawing from her bag, "I even made a cover!"

The cover features Wonder Woman kneeling in her classic uniform. A rope surrounds her chest, and her hands are tied behind her back. Three masked men in all black surround her. The title reads "Lassoing Miss Lana".

"Wow, this is impressive!" the busty fiancee says. "You are a great artist, Jen."

"Thanks," the girl beams, clearly in her element. "I know the Wonder Woman on the cover doesn't look like you, but I will re-do it after."

"With Jen here, this will open up so many possibilities!" Herb celebrates, and Jen blushes.

Lana smiles, "I am glad this worked out for the club and you boys."

'Seeing them happy like this is so good. Seems like things are turning around for them. I'm doing a great job. I can't let them down now....' the wife-to-be thinks, determined.

"So I'm going to direct, and Simon-I mean, Fabio... still getting used to their nicknames," Jen says, grinning, "He will film it."

"Prez and I will be the goons," Herb adds. "Shame we don't have another member. Three would've been ideal," he laments."

"Oh!" Lana remembers, "What about Greg? He was supposed to be here."

Hoseman shrugs, "He didn't show up... maybe got busy..."

"Gosh..." the teacher mutters worriedly. 'I wonder if something happened to him? This is not like him at all. But I can't look for him now. The club needs me here. Hopefully, he is okay,' she thinks, biting her lip with concern.

Meanwhile, poor Greg is currently locked in a locker in the changing room without his phone, water, or food.

"This story is all about the Magic Lasso," Jen says.

"The one that makes people speak the truth?" the teacher asks, pleased to have recalled it. 'Thanks, Dens!' she says in her head.

Herb interjects, "Um, actually, the lasso was originally about dominating and obedience. So Wonder Woman can bend to her will anyone that is lassoed by her. The person bound by the lasso needs to obey the wielder's command. Every word. So, while she can ask questions, and they need to reply with the truth, most people don't know how much deeper the lasso's powers go," the chubby nerd explains.

Lana smiles, "Wow, I had no idea. So the powers are complex," she says, amused. 'Sounds a little sexual, too...' she can't help but think.

"Yup," Herb grins. "The general gist of our story is that Princess Diana, Wonder Woman's name, captures some thugs, but then she gets bounded herself with the lasso. They interrogate her and then keep taking things further as she answers to what they say," he explains.

"I see... that sounds kinda fun! Did you both come up with the idea?" Lana asks, proud of her students.

"Yeah, we did!" Jen says enthusiastically.

"This is my magnum opus," the shaved-haired boy declares, lifting his fist.

Lana and Jen giggle. "Okay, not that much, Hoseman. But it will be fun," the popular girl says.

"Is there a script or something?" the teacher asks, curious about her lines.

"No need for that, Miss Lana," Jen says. Lana raises an eyebrow.

"You are an actress, right?" Herb asks her.

"A tiny bit, yes," the teacher admits, blushing.

The overweight student says, "Just roll with it.. Follow mine and Jim's lead."

'I guess that seems fine... they seem to know what they are doing. I trust the boys,' she thinks. "Okay, that sounds easy," the gullible fiancee declares.

Jim brings the teacher the Wonder Woman costume. She goes to the privacy partition to change.

*****

Lana stares at herself in the mirror.

The uniform is the classic Wonder Woman attire with some improvements seen in the 2006 relaunch.

She is donning a red breastplate with a gold accent, a mash-up of the eagle logo and the WW insignia, spangled "shorts" that are high cut, red-and-white boots, a golden tiara, and gold bracelets.

Lana is the perfect Princess Diana, even with a gold-painted rope fastened to her belt.

'What's up with me and princesses? First Leia, and now Wonder Woman... I guess nerdy men love it,' she reflects, tickled.

The teacher turns around and checks her butt. Most of it is covered, although the bottom part is hanging out of her tiny micro shorts. 'That's very revealing...'

Thankfully, the top is almost like a sports bra, so it surprisingly holds her large breasts in place. Analyzing it closely, she notices something weird with her top, like a deep seam on the brassiere part. 'Weird... I guess it's just the nature of the costume,' she concludes, not giving it another thought.

She joins the teens.

*****

"Looking righteous, Miss Lana!" Herb praises as she appears. The rest agree.

Jen chimes in, "She looks so hot!" The teacher blushes.

Jim and Herb are in front of the green screen, each wearing a black T-shirt, dark sweatpants, and black balaclavas (ski masks).

"So, for the first scene, you will win the pretend fight against them," Jen says. "Go very slow, so the camera captures it well. Then, do a little domination part. Like step on them or torture them a little," she adds.

"Gosh..." Lana mutters.

"Do your best dominatrix impression, Miss Lana," Simon says from behind the camera.

Jen nods, "Exactly! After that, you will get cocky, and they will steal your lasso. We can pause there before the next scene," she explains. "Everyone understood?"

They all nod in accordance.

*****

Scene 1

The scene starts, and the three pretend to fight slowly.

"Take this, criminal scum!" Diana says, launching a telegraphed punch. Her ample boobs jiggle as she moves.

Thug J pretends to be hit and falls back. Thug H takes his place and attacks our heroine. With cat-like agility, the Princess easily dodges the malefactor and hits him on the ribs with a sluggish kick. Her thick and toned bare legs provide a nice contrast against the dark outfit of the goon.

Seeing Thug H falter with her powerful kick, Diana gingerly runs into him with her shoulder, knocking him down to the ground. The felon turns on his stomach and groans defeated.

Wonder Woman turns just in time to block a powerful chop from Thug J with her golden bracelets. Her plentiful tits shake due to the force of the impact. She retaliates with a slow-motion knee strike on his stomach, followed by a soft kick on his chest. The criminal falls, subjugated.

"Hah! You are no match for me," the Amazonian Princess says cockily. She sits on Thug H's back, laughing at their weak display. "How dare you attack me, a princess," she states, pushing down on the malefactor's back.

"Urgh..." Thug H grunts in pretend pain.

Still seated, Diana puts her foot next to Thug J's face. "Lick your princess's foot, criminal scrum. And apologize to me," she says arrogantly.

With a grumble, Thug J licks her boot. "Sorry, my princess," he says, disgruntled.

"Again! And say it like you mean it," she says, pushing her boot into his mouth.

"Guh..." he complains and licks it with more gusto. "We are sorry that we attacked you, Princess!"

Noticing that our heroine is distracted, Thug H sneakily grabs her golden lasso. Diana feels that and gasps.

The goon quickly ties the Amazonian woman's hands with the rope.

"Hah! Who is laughing now, bitch!" Thug H says, moving from under her and standing.

Thug J stands, spitting on the floor, "You will pay for that, Wonder Woman!"

"Oh, no..." Diana says, concerned.

*****

"Cut!" Jen says. "That was excellent! Wow, Miss Lana! You did great!"

"Thanks," the teacher blushes, not knowing what took over her.

Simon agrees, "It looked so good! Good job, everyone!"

Herb nods. "Good call with the foot!" he laughs.

"I tried to play my best dominatrix," the future-wife replies shyly.

"That was really good... although I would've preferred not to do that, blarg!" Jim says, and they all laugh.

"Let's move on to the second scene!" Jen orders. "Now, Miss Lana is tied, and the thugs make her answer questions. As it progresses, the questions get more and more embarrassing..."

The naive teacher's eyes widen, "Like what?"

"I don't know, the boys will come up with it," the popular girl shrugs.

The fat nerd gives her a thumbs up, "We gotcha!" Jim agrees.

"Nothing too bad?" asks the worried fiancee.

"Not at all, don't worry," Herb grins. The teacher nods uneasily.

"Miss Lana, eventually, you will spill the beans about the lasso's true powers," Jen instructs, and she nods. "And then the boys can do some of the things back to you!"

"Oh... ew..." Lana says, imagining herself licking Herb's foot. 'Gross!' she shudders.

Jen, Simon, and Herb laugh at the innocent fiancee's reaction.

Jim puts his hand on his teacher's shoulder. "It will be fine, Miss Lana. Do this for the club. You only need to follow our lead," he assures her. The busty educator nods.

As they move to position, Jen whispers to her, "You got this, Miss Lana. This club would not be the same without you. These boys and I need you. Thanks for doing this," the student says.

"You are welcome," she replies softly. 'I need to do my best for them,' she thinks, determined.

Feeling all warm and confident, the teacher takes her position between the two boys.

*****

Scene 2

Wonder Woman is kneeling between the two thugs. She has her hands bound behind her back by her lasso, tied around her torso, right under her breasts. One end of the rope is loose and being held by Thug H.

"You will not get away with this," she growls at the men.

Thug H laughs. "We already have!" he says, "Now answer our questions, whore!"

Diana grimaces, "Ugh..."

"What is your name?" Thug J asks.

"Diana..." she replies reluctantly.

"And what is your title?" he continues.

"Princess. Princess Diana," the heroine says.

Thug H chuckles, "Do you like being at our mercy?"

"You wish!" she snarls.

"Answer properly!" the overweight goon says, tugging at the rope.

"Ugh... I... hate it," she admits.

"Who are your parents?" the thinner criminal asks.

"Uh... my mother is Queen of the Amazons? And my father is..." she mumbles, thinking. "Zeus!" she recalls.

*****

"Cut!" Herb says, taking his mask off. "This won't work. Miss Lana doesn't know the character."

"Sorry," the teacher replies sheepishly.

Jim shakes his head, "It's not your fault." He turns toward the others, "Maybe she can answer as Miss Lana?"

"That's a good idea! The audio doesn't matter," Simon says from behind the camera.

"Sounds good, let's roll!" Jen says, and they return to their positions.

"Remember, answer as yourself," Hoseman tells her before putting the mask on.

"Uh... I..." Lana stammers, not knowing what to do. 'Trust them. Just follow their lead,' she repeats to herself.

*****

Scene 2 - Take 2

Wonder Woman is once again kneeling between the two thugs. She has her hands bound behind her back by her lasso, tied around her torso, right under her breasts. One end of the rope is loose and being held by Thug H.

"You will not defeat me," she sneers at the men.

Thug H laughs. "We already have!" he says, "Now answer our questions, harlot!"

Diana glowers, "Ugh..."

"What is your name?" Thug J asks, poking her in the shoulder.

"Ow..." she complains and takes a deep breath. "Lanette Cox. People call me Lana," she answers.

Thug H chuckles, "Do you like being tied up for us?"

"I..." she mutters, and the fat goon pulls at the rope. "Gah... I loathe it..." she reveals.

"Who are your parents?" the slimmer villain questions.

"Isaac and Anita Cox..." she mumbles.

He continues, "Do you have a husband?"

"A fiancee," she admits.

He nods, "What is his name?"

"Dennis Laywood," she says.

"Do you love him?" Thug J asks. The other criminal looks at him peculiarly.

She looks at him defiantly, "More than anything or anyone."

"Sure," Thug H interjects. "Let's spice this up. We can't waste this golden opportunity to get the juicy details from THE Wonder Woman. What is your bust size?" he asks.

"Ugh... you will not get away with it..." she hisses, and he laughs.

"Damn, this bitch has tremendous willpower!" Thug J says, amused.

"Reveal it to us," the rounder felon orders, tugging at the rope. "Your bust size!"

Diana turns red. "They are... 38DD...." she says meekly.

"Wow, what a pair!" the chubby ruffian says, poking at her breast.

She gasps. Then, she recalls who she is after a momentary lapse. "How dare you, scum!" the busty princess exclaims.

The rotund thug chuckles. He grins, "There is nothing you can do, Wonder Whore!"

The other outlaw cuts his partner off, "How many students do you have?"

"Seven..." she utters promptly.

"Boring!" Thug H says, "What color are your undergarments?"

"Ggg..." she grits her teeth as if fighting an invisible force. "I... am... not wearing any..." she replies forcefully.

"No, you dumb slut," the fat criminal says. "Today. What color?"

"Oh..." Diana shuffles in places, rubbing her legs discreetly. Seems like the name-calling is affecting our heroine. "Red, cheeky-style with a logo," she reveals.

"But most students didn't see them today..." the evildoer continues, nodding to his companion.

The slimmer thug takes over, "True... Princess, what happened at the cafeteria today?"

Thug H tugs at the Lasso of Truth. "Be honest," he demands.

"Everyone... saw my... c-coochie..." Diana says, starting to breathe heavily. "It was an accident!" she adds hastily.

"Slut..." the corpulent felon cusses.

"Wonder Woman, do you enjoy showing off?" Thug J inquires, kneeling before her and holding her face upward by her cheeks.

Diana's face is flushed. "I..." she falters. Then she looks at the lasso and realizes it's useless to resist. "I found out I enjoy exposing myself and the feeling of shame that comes with it," she says earnestly.

"Wow! This lasso is stupendous!" Thug H states. "Does your husband know you show off?"

"Fiancee... He is not my husband..." she corrects. "And yes, he encourages me. For your information, he is a voyeur," the princess reveals, her filter and defiance seemingly gone.

The thinner criminal stands and adjusts his growing bulge. "And what makes you enjoy showing off?"

The heroine glances at his crotch as she answers, "I am an exhibitionist."

"So you don't mind when people touch you?" the chubby ruffian asks.

"That is not what it means," she says, slightly amused. "But yes, I... love to be groped," she admits, her nipples visibly hard under her crimson breastplate.

Thug H has a pronounced protuberance on his pants. He scratches it unrefinedly. "So, does Wonder Whore, the courageous heroine, secretly fancies being submissive?"

Diana blushes even fiercely and inhales. "I... do... I like being obedient to men sometimes," she discloses, "And teasing them, also."

"What kind of men do you like?!" Thug J blurts out.

"Hmm..." she mutters, her chest heaving. She seems to be aroused. "All kinds," she says in a sultry tone.

The slimmer evildoer continues his questions in an unexpectedly enthusiastic tone. "And do you like kissing them?"

"I do..." she confesses in a sensual voice. "In all places..." she adds teasingly, rubbing her thighs together.

"Fuckk...." the fat goon says, adjusting his throbbing erection. "Do you not feel guilty about letting them do things to you? You have a fiancee."

"I..." she begins saying and falters. She seems to be struggling internally to reveal the truth to them. "I should not... my fiancee supports me. But..." her voice trails off.

"Speak, harlot!" Thug H orders, not even tugging at the lasso.

"I do feel guilty!" the buxom brunette woman confesses. It's like a weight is lifted off her shoulders. "I feel ashamed because I love it. Even if I should not, inside, I am deeply aroused. I cannot help it. I need to feel it. The rush, the desire, the heat..." she says, and she shudders. Her breathing gets more and more intense.

"Don't worry, we will take good care of you," the chubby felon grins.

The tall and lean thug gets really close to her, his bulge only a foot from her face. "What makes you the horniest, teac-uh... Princess?"

"Showing off... my body..." she professes between breaths.

"What else?" the criminal groans. His boner twitches.

Her eyes widen as she ogles his crotch. "Seeing penises... touching them... kissing them..." she mutters hornily.

"You're a disgrace to all superheroes," the fat goon cusses. "But don't worry, Diana, we adore an obedient little slut," he says, poking at her breast with his sausage finger.

She moans softly, unable to contain herself.

"What is the color of your nipples?" Thug H asks with a perverted grin.

Without waiting for an answer, he pulls her right breastplate cup away from her body, revealing her large areola and hard nipple to the criminals.

"They... are... pink..." she says, her voice hoarse. Nodding, the chubby teen releases her top.

The skinnier thug gets closer. "What did you think about showing your pussy on the news? To the whole city," he inquires.

The wife-to-be stares between their erections, contained by their tight black sweatpants. "It was so embarrassing..."

"And in the cafeteria? In front of your students," J probes her further.

"I felt mortified, but to my surprise..." the busty fiancee bites her lip, "Also extremely aroused. I got so hot and bothered that everyone saw my most intimate part," she admits.

"Do you expose your pussy often?" H asks, softly caressing his bulge.

"Not on purpose!" she defends herself. "But it has been happening more frequently lately," she reveals, blushing furiously.

The fat student steps forward, his crotch inching closer to the horny fiancee's face. "Does your husband know?"

"Dennis is not my husband... but he knows..." she says, then corrects it, "Some of them..."

"So fucking naughty..." H says, grabbing his genitals with lust.

"I am so hard..." J concurs, also squeezing his member.

The future-wife's eyes widen, and she quivers, her abundant breasts jiggling erotically a few inches from their contained young erections.

The taller criminal brings our heroine back. "Are you shaved?" he questions.

"Uh... yes, I trim it," she blushes.

"I don't believe this whore. Let's check!" the fat one says, kneeling in front of her.

H pulls her spangled shorts slightly down and away from her body, exposing her trimmed and sparse brown pubic hair. She gasps, a mixture of surprise and a sexual moan.

"Well, color me surprised!" he exclaims.

J agrees, "She's so hot..."

The portlier goon nods. Still pulling her mini shorts, he asks, "And how often do you masturbate, Lan-I mean, Diana?"

She glances down at the boy, exposing her coochie, and she pants. Her burning arousal is evident on her face. "Lately.... every day," she confesses.

"Did you like sucking my cock?" J asks, and then he notices his trip-up. Blushing, he hastily corrects, "I mean, cock... in general. Do you like sucking cock?"

"I..." the naughty fiancee bites her lip, "it's just for practice..." she explains.

H runs his other finger through her pubic hair. "So you don't like it?"

She twitches at his touch. "I... like it..." she admits sheepishly, staring at what he's doing.

J's hand movement caressing his bulge catches her attention again. He asks, "Mmm... naughty... How many cocks have you sucked?"

She thinks for a minute, justifying all the ones that didn't count, as they were either too quick or just a lick. "In my mouth?" the busty wife-to-be asks innocently.

"Yeah, blowjobs," the fat teen asks, still caressing her soft pubic hair.

"Uh... 3 blowjobs," she says, blushing. "And 3 more in my mouth..." she adds, seemingly still counting them. She squeezes her legs together, stimulating her cooch.

The smell of wet pussy fills the air around them.

"Fuck..." H mutters, the curvy woman driving him crazy.

J can't help himself, "Have you tasted cum? Was mine... I mean... Do you like it?"

She nods, "I have... some taste good, some do not... Dennis' is the best," she says adamantly.

"Cum slut..." the fat boy mumbles as he strokes her pubes. She quivers at his words and touch.

"Is she wet right now, man?" J asks his partner. "Are the questions turning her on?"

"Tell us, you disgraced superhero," H says, sliding his finger down toward her slit.

She moans loudly. "I am... very aroused..."

"I can confirm," the round thug says, standing up and showing his glistening digit.

The slimmer thug steps closer, his boner a few mere inches from her face now. "Does your fiancee has a big dick like ours?" he asks.

The horny busty woman stares at his crotch, bites her lip, and then shakes her head. "No... it is small..." she reveals between breaths.

The fatter thug chuckles and also steps closer, his erection straining his sweatpants. "Do you prefer big ones?"

"I like bigger cocks than Dennis'...." she admits, "But it does not matter. I love him," she adds.

Seems unusual for anyone to say that, considering the thugs have huge stiffies right next to her face, and she is sexually charged beyond reason.

"And do you like having your asshole played with, slut?" H asks, slowly caressing his erection.

The busty fiancee nods, "Uh... yes... I am training it for my fiancee..."

J grunts, "Lucky bastard. And are you a virgin, Lana?" he asks, her name slipping.

"I am... mmm... both in my vagina and anus," she says. She notices the teens' penises twitching at those words.

"So, what is one sex position you want to try?" H asks.

"Hmmm... uhh..." she falters for a second, but the fat goon pushes his bulge into her face. She moans softly.

"Answer me, whore," he grunts.

"Normal... missionary..." she says, breathlessly.

H scoffs, "So vanilla!"

The thinner thug also pushes the bump on his pants into the woman's face. She moans again. "Who would you fuck if you weren't saving yourself for your fiancee?" he asks, curious.

"Ah... I... do not know," she says, trying to dodge the question.

"Come on," J insists, pushing his crotch more onto her cheek.

She moans softly. "Only Dens... he is the only one that can go inside my cooch... I promised..." she confesses a little reluctantly.

"Don't you want to fuck me- I mean, us?" J asks.

Both teens start slowly rubbing their bulges onto her face.

"Goodness..." she whispers, staring at their covered erections. "Uhhh...." she murmurs.

H stares at his friend and shakes his head. He changes the question to, "Have you ever done anything to one of us?"

The busty fiancee looks at the slimmer criminal and then returns to the fatter one. "I did..." she says meekly. She turns crimson and confesses, "I gave a blowjob to Jimmy and let him use my breasts..."

J groans, not wanting his friends to know.

"Fuck... what a slutty teacher... I wish you would do stuff with us," H says. And he thugs the lasso.

The busty fiancee recalls what she needs to say next.

"The lasso can bend anyone to their will. So, I need to obey your command, criminal scum," she reveals.

The fat thug laughs triumphantly, "Excellent! You are mine now, Wonder Whore!"

*****

To Lana's surprise, Herb lets go of the lasso and pulls on both breastplate cups.

They come off right at where the seams are, leaving two-thirds of her breasts uncovered to the camera and the others. It looks like she is wearing a shelf bra.

"Fuck... your tits are perfect, Miss Lana," Herb says, grunting.

She moans, knowing everyone has a perfect view of her bare boobs. The camera zooms in on her large areolas and erect pink nipples.

Hoseman squeezes her right boob and pinches her nipple. The teacher moans.

Not wanting to lose to his friend, Jim does the same with her left breast.

"Oh... gosh... that feels good," Lana moans.

"Tells us you want this..." Jim orders.

"Please, play with my nipples... my slutty tits..." she moans.

Herb tweaks her rock-hard nipple and then pulls her tit outward from it. She groans with pleasure. He starts massaging her vigorously.

"Are you horny, Miss Lana? Do you love having your students play with your fat tits?" the chubby student teases her.

"Yes... I love it... mmm... I love it..." she says, lost in pleasure.

Jim pulls his mask up, past his mouth, and kneels. He takes her nipple into his mouth and starts sucking on it.

"Ahhh... yess.... Jimmy... that feels amazing..." the horny teacher screams.

Herb pushes his bulge onto her mouth, "Open wide, slut..." and he continues tugging at her right nipple.

"Mmfhhhh!" she says, muffled by his crotch. "Mmmmm," she moans on his hard rod.

Jim alternates between sucking and licking her left breast. The teacher is in ecstasy.

"Prez, continue with her tits. I have something to take care of," Hoseman says, releasing her melons.

The ginger student nods, moving his hand to grope Lana's right breast while continuing to suckle on her stiff left nipple.

The shaved-haired teen kneels beside his teacher and slides his chubby hand inside her spangled shorts. Even before his contact, Lana moans with anticipation.

Hoseman starts to rub the wife-to-be's pussy. The physical contact produces lewd, wet sounds.

"Ahh.... Yes... Herbie..." Lana exclaims with pleasure.

Not wanting to be left behind, Jim doubles down his efforts on her tits.

"Oh, goodness... this feels so good... I am getting closeeee..." the teacher announces as his students play with her curvy body.

"Beg us to make you cum, teacher," Herb orders.

"Ahhh..." she whimpers, "Please, let me orgasm, Herbie... Jimmy... make your teacher come..." she pleads.

The fat boy grins, "You heard the slut, Prez. Let's make her come her brains out!"

"Please..." Lana begs once again, her mind completely taken over by lust.

She feels Jimmy tweaking one nipple while sucking on the other, at the same time as Herb rubs her slit and clit with his palm.

"Nggggg.... I am so close... yes... boys... play with your teacher..." she moans, her whole body in a fiery ecstasy.

"Yessss... mmm... I love it... nggg... I am cominggg..... ahhhhhhhhh," Lana groans, her entire body convulsing into a massive climax.

The two boys hold their teacher as she twitches for a good minute.

*****

"And Cut!" Jen says. "Wow... I'm blown away!" she exclaims.

"That was dope!" Simon says. Herb and Jim stand and give him a thumbs-up.

The boys huddle around the camera to review the scene.

"You were hot as fuck, Miss Lana!" the popular girl says to her teacher.

Lana blushes, knowing that things got a bit out of hand.

'Gosh... I think it's okay... we didn't do anything outrageous. This was for their education and club,' she tells herself. 'Bill would be happy to know I followed the Program. Although I shouldn't say anything. To anyone. Maybe Dens and Mary. But that's it,' she concludes.

"Was it any good?" the busty teacher asks, unsure.

"The best! I'm soaking wet!" Jen assures her. "Simon had a boner the whole time!"

Lana giggles and gets up, "Okay, I am glad it worked out."

Jen explains the final scene to everyone.

*****

Scene 3

Diana sees her lasso come loose. She recovers it and stands with a devilish grin on her face.

The next scene has both thugs tied up, side by side.

She steps (lightly) on Thug H's crotch. He groans. Then she does the same on Thug J.

"Do you like this, dog?" she asks, pressing her delicate bare feet against his bulge.

"Ahh... you are so hot... La-uh... Diana! My Princess!" the slimmer thug says.

She giggles. "And what do you want to do to me?" she teases, rubbing the fat goon's crotch with her foot.

"Bitch..." Thug H growls. "I'm gonna fuck you silly!"

"Me too. You are going to be crying when we are with you!" Thug J threatens her.

Diana laughs. "Well, it is time to lock you two up for a long time..." she says. "But first," she licks her lip, making a lusty face.

*****

"And it's a wrap!" Jen says, clapping. The long-haired cameraman claps, too.

As they clean things up, Lana's mind is whirling with questions.

'Differently than Roger... I don't feel bad. Why is that? Is it because Jimmy and Herbie are nice? Might be. The same with Kenny. They are all decent boys, and they have good hearts. They care about me, and I care about them.'

'I also did these things to help them, differently than Roger. He was there for selfish reasons. Herb and Jim are trying their best, and Kenny doesn't know better.'

'I need to continue helping the nice people. And be more wary of some people,' she thinks.

She changes back to her regular uniform and gets ready to leave.

"I'm coming with you, Miss Lana," Simon reminds her. He grabs his backpack. "Sorry, folks, I am in need of some private tutoring," he grins.

"Lucky dog," Jen says, slightly jealous.

"And Miss Lana," Jim calls out. "We chatted, and things are not getting beyond this door," he assures her.

Herb nods, "Everything stays between us."

"We don't need the video for the manga. It's just a reference. So we won't say anything," Jen promises.

Lana smiles, fully trusting her pupils. "Thanks! Bye everyone, see you tomorrow!"

The teacher leaves the room with Simon on her tail.

*****