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New hottie on campus
🕑 Added 2024-01-06 22:30:38 +0000 UTC
"God what is happening there, I think these guys used to be well-mannered but no, my god these guys are gruesome" Martha says in disgust, looking at the constant teacher's complaints about a certain group of students on campus, informing shows there are a group of guys which looking for lewdly nasty shows of hedonistic sex in nights, disturbing the peace and safety of the college, in all her over twenty years of experience working as a guidance counselor never saw something similar, images of lewdly nasty sex, women with wacky plastic breast the size of cantaloupes, stroking them together in front of a bunch of guys, the women in this files are nothing but mere creatures suited for sex, this makes Martha in a very outrageous mode towards this group of guys, the ones called themselves as "the crew".
"My god, these images...are... disgusting." Martha looks at the sadistic, gruesome, and lewdly orgiastic parties made by the devious minds of these sadistic guys; she has to do something by far. This puts the future of the college in trouble, putting the reputation built by years and years of respectable and formal education in a tough position.
"I need to change this, by far," she says, starting one of his calls, and then one of the guys appears in her office. The guy looks like your typical young man, with a decent build. He is a nice-looking guy, and there is no doubt why girls agree to come with him and the rest of the "crew.".
"Excuse me, can I come here?" The guy says it with a shy tone.
"Yes, please, sit there." She says the guy sits in front of her, expresses his gratitude for how good a counselor she is, and denotes her with a very smile adorning his face. The fact that these words came out of him amazed her in a very good way. "Oh, thank you, but this is not what I want to talk with you about; indeed, there are a few reports from your group with a few organizations organized by your group. What is this?" Martha asks him in a sort of interrogative, showing him the reports, files, and images—the evidence of the hedonistic practices from the last couple of weeks.
"Yeah, that was a good one; Andrea was on fire." The guy says with a smile on his face that, far from feeling scared, he feels proud of the wild nights his group has organized over the last couple of weeks.
"How could you express yourself like this? They are women, they are human like everyone, and they deserve respect as well. How could you express that level of pride looking at these images of, oh god, like this one?"She shows him another pone, this time featuring a big tittied woman stroking her tits, tasting a big hard member with her plump lips.
"Yeah, this is a good fucking one; she was cream pie by one of our friends." The guy says with a smile that he is feeling horny by the second.
"Oh my god, watch your language boy," Martha scorned out at her, a serious look in her tired eyes. Her overweight shape trembled with increased anger towards this guy's attitude, who treated women like they were nothing but pieces of meat to be used for lustful purposes.
Martha adjusted her glasses; the red blazer didn't do any favors to hide the chubbiness of her hefty shape. The 45-year-old woman's body had been better days, with most of her life dedicated to being a guidance counselor, making little time to take care of her physical appearance.
"Don't worry, ma'am; it's just a fun night. You might consider enjoying this if you are as young as us. First, there is no single person forced into this, and second, you need to understand us; you could be a better guide if you understand our needs."The guy says it in an uncomplicated tone, making Martha's anger increase.
"How dare you?" The guy interrupts her and then proceeds with his statement. "I think you are a good woman, Martha, but you need to understand us to comprehend what we love to get out in wild orgies." The guy says, then he searches through his pants pockets and takes a golden ring, the one leading her to the desk.
"Take this as a gift from my part; it was a pleasure to talk with you, Martha," the guy says before leaving Martha's office, leaving her with a complete shock expression on her round, wrinkled face.
There are plenty of thoughts towards this guy; the disgust and despise are beyond her limits to make a word, and the ironic look on his face seems like he thinks all the nasty, gruesome orgies his group makes are properly good. This guy lives in a complete reality where what they're doing is correct and doesn't leave any consequences.
Martha is speechless; she looks at the gold ring he placed on her desk, takes the ring, and watches the golden metal with her tired eyes.
The working 45-year old woman bent down to pick up the ring. Her eyes widened as she saw the figure of the nude and very well endowed busty female on the front of it.
"Oh my goodness!" Gasped Martha sitting down at the table to examine the ring more closily. There was no denying the otherwise beautifull girl was sporting an enormous set of tits and a young hot body. "Oh my, where on earth did you come from?"
The scandalized Martha couldn't imagin how such a thing. She was wholly fabergasted and shocked and yet she couldn't seem to take her eyes off that big titties the girl had.
The more she looked at it, telling herself that it was disgusting and depraved. The more the proper guidance counselor see, she felt her pussy begin to moisten and her nipples begin to swell wiith arousal. She just couldn't believe how much this bizaare ring seemed to be somehow turning her on with the strange thought of actually wearing it.
"This is crazy," She says, "I'm not attracted to girls,..."
But before she knew what she was doing, Martha found herself slipping the ring onto her fingure as if in a sort of trance, the ring slipping onto her fingure and fitting as perfectly as if it had been sized just for her.
And then Martha gasped as a unmistakable sexual heat stronger then anything she had ever felt before seemed to well up inside of her and her body began to transform....
Martha felt as if her whole body was infused with liquid sex, overwhelming her rational mind and stripping her of her inhibitions. She tugged at her constrictive attire, while hiking up her skirt, her white panties exposed beneath. They were sopping wet with her steaming pussy juices and she could clearly see the outine of her swollen and aroused sex through the damp cotten fabric, the hard clit pushing against the confines of the panties straining out of it's hood, larger and more senstive then it ever had been.
On those few occasions that Martha had indulged herself in forbidden exploration of her own body, she'd always been gentle and slow, spending a great deal of time on carressing her breasts and teasing her nipples.
The stretch marks, the disgusting fat and other blemishes she had gained through the years to her body were melting away even as her naked body seemed to be going through a kind of rejuvenation, becoming younger and younger as the lines of age on her face melted away and her body became much as it had been when she was in her twenties, although now much improved.
Martha felt her breasts swell against the tight, confining bra she wore beneath her blouse, could actually feel her modest breasts swelling larger and larger, begining to tear the thin fabric holding them in place.
She was torn between the discomfort of still having the majority of her clothese on, and the frantic need to fingure her needy snatch, which somehow seemed to be the increasing focus of her sexual desire, almost as if it sensed it would soon no longer be a part of her.
With a cry of passion, the passion crazed woman fairly ripped the fabric of her white panties from her body, tossing the ruined garment to the floor as the fingures of her other hand began to rub franticly at her dripping wet pussy.
"My god, oh my god!" Gasped out Martha, a dim part of what was left of her rational mind begining to realize just what it was she was becoming.
Then that thought was pushed away again by the sexual haze overwhelming her as her breasts swelled larger still and she felt her bra strap snap as the fantasticly growing breasts bounced free.
Her waist narrowed and her belly firmed, her legs lengthened and became silky smooth, in fact her whole body's skin became that way, gaining a healthy sheen and youthfull luster as her features grew more and more gorgous, with long lashed eyes, ripe full lips and a delicate little nose.
By now the gorgous sex-pot of a hot girl was scarely recognizable as the forty-five year old woman she had been only moments before. As her stupendous new breasts burst at last completly free of her confining tope and her long blond hair that was now shining and full grew down to her gorous new ass, the now much younger girl cried out in what was the beginings of a female orgasm that was to be the first of countless more.
A tremendous amount of sweet smelling pussy juices sprayed out of her tight snatch as the now throbbing head of her clit as her rejuvinated snatch seemed to shudder in absolute bliss.
"OOOOOHHH YEAAAAAH" Moaned Martha, pleasure overcomes her senses.
"I can't stop it! Too GOOOOOOOOOD!"
Her memories rewrite themselves, erasing her former boring, prude life and replacing it with new ones to fit her slutty, young, and very horny body. Where the former prude and respectable guidance counselor was sitting, there was just a horny vixen in ill-fitting clothes, loose on her tight and very hot shape.
"Hello, Mary, What are you doing here? This is the counselor's room. Come here; we have a funny wild party tonight."Says the guy from moments ago, looking at the young vixen masturbating on the desk, the former middle-aged boring woman gone for good, a smile drawn on his face.
"A party? Yes, they're going to be so hot. I cannot wait to be impaled by a huge cock destroying my body."Mary says with a huge smile on her face that she is such a bitch in heat, and nobody could deny that. Her life consists of sucking and fucking every single day. She looks at the ill-fitting clothes and discards them instantly, leaving her nude young body free. "Who in the hell wears that? Some motherfucking fatso, I guess." She giggles, looking at the big, boring, old-fashioned clothes. "I think you got high last night and ended up right there, Mary; you're such a slutty bitch in heat." The guy says it with a smile adorning his face. "Yeah, that's right, I'm such a bitch in heat, and I need a cock right there, right now." She grins out at him; there is such a need to be satiated.
"Well, what the hell? I might help with that," the guy says, revealing his cock, making Mary drool at the tremendous size of his prick.
"Please give it to me." She purred, her legs shuddering in pleasure. She needs a cock so badly. "Don't worry, Mary, we can get a quick right there; remember, there is a hot party tonight," he says, impaling his dick into her already wet snatch.
"Oh yes, daddy, I cannot wait till tonight." She grunted, and thrashing, the big member of this marvelous guy made her pussycat squirt instantly, forming a puddle on the floor.
He did it again—a new slut for the crew.
