Nude Sex Teacher in School Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Nude Sex Teacher in School Ch. 02 by nudeteacher787

Note: This is a work of fiction and is set in a fantasy setting. All characters and students in this story are 18+. The teacher is a part of a school for 18+ adults who have just moved from high school and will be going to college next year. There are no under 18 underage characters in this story.

As the students continued to marvel at the scene before them, one of them, a mischievous boy who had always been known for his rebellious tendencies, spoke up.

“Hey, guys, I just had an idea,” he said with a wicked grin on his face. “How about we use Nisha’s stretched-out ass as target practice?”

At first, the other students seemed taken aback by his suggestion. There were murmurs of discomfort and hesitation among them, as if they instinctively knew that this kind of behavior crossed a line.

But as the boy continued to push his idea, urging them to join him, the hesitation soon gave way to enthusiasm.

“You’re right,” one of the students said suddenly, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “That would be so much fun!”

The others nodded eagerly in agreement, their faces now contorted into gleeful grins. They laughed as if it was the funniest joke ever heard.

Feeling a knot in my stomach, I knew I was in for something terrible now- this was something even more violation of what little dignity and respect I had left in this damn world.

The boy pulled out a nerf gun from his backpack, his eyes twinkling with delight and mischief as he aimed it squarely at my anus – the circular opening already so sore and beaten from their earlier treatments.

“Now, Nisha, get ready to rumble!” he exclaimed with a small laugh.

All of the students erupted into fits of laughter- I could hear the sound ringing in my ears while failing to comprehend how low and callous human tendencies can stoop down without mercy.

I felt a cold sweat run down my spine as he pulled the trigger. The foam dart hurtled through the air towards me, hitting my anus with a sickening wet slap. The nerves of my anus being way too painful for it to handle that much.

Tears streamed down my face as the students cheered him on, each one taking turns to shoot foam darts at my body with reckless abandon.

I was in the land of no return, a strange and unfamiliar territory where the much deeper purpose of humanity, love and respect, were nothing more than mere fairy tales and stories told to students. In their world, there was no compassion or decency left – just the never-ending cycle of exploitation and degradation that had become my reality.

As the first student continued to fire foam darts at my vulnerable naked form, the other students began to join in. They were excited by the prospect of using me as target practice, the predators enjoying their prey without mercy.

“Let me try!” one boy shouted gleefully, practically hopping up and down with excitement.

The first boy laughed and backed away from my anus, the speculum still stretching it open unnaturally. “Go ahead,” he said, gesturing towards the nerf gun.

The second boy took the gun and immediately fired it at my waiting anus. The foam dart hit me with a wet slap, my whole body shuddering with the force of the impact.

The other students watched eagerly, waiting for their turn. As each student took their turn, it became harder and harder to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes and the pain was soon becoming unbearable.

With each shot, my anus twitched and clenched involuntarily, making me shudder with pain and discomfort. But the students showed no mercy, excitedly laughing and shouting, throwing foam darts at my writhing, vulnerable body.

It was utterly humiliating, the ultimate degradation. To be stripped naked and used as target practice left me feeling violated in every way possible. But what could I do? This was my life now – one of complete subjugation and enslavement to the desires of others.

As the students continued to fire foam darts at me again and again, all I could do was sob helplessly and wish for it all to be over. But this was just the beginning of an ordeal that seemed to have no limit to my rueful distress- a demon that had taken root in my life.

As the students continued to rain foam darts down on my anus, I couldn’t help but feel my whole body consumed with pain, yet numbness had settled into my mind as if I was disconnected from my own existence.

With every passing second, I found my anus becoming sore and swollen from the constant assault of the foam bullets, contributing a freighted experience unbearable and misery-laden.

But then, as if every little detail of my torment had been carefully planned, one of the boys came forward and suggested another cruel idea.

“Hey guys,” he said with an exaggerated emphasis on the words. “Why don’t we see how many foam darts we can stuff up Nisha’s ass before we empty it out?”

The other students were delighted by this suggestion and soon joined in.

One by one, they took turns stuffing foam darts inside my battered anus, driving them deep inside, right to the hilt. With every toy bullet they inserted, I felt the pain getting more intense, but the students would just nonchalantly laugh and make fun of my innocent reactions.

It was the ultimate insult to me, forcing little toys deep inside in a way that felt like internal gastric torture. I couldn’t even whimper or cry out for help- the pain was that excruciating.

Once they’d filled my anus with all the foam bullets they could get their hands on, one of the students stepped forward, laughing as he pulled off my speculum and wrenched my anus open with his fingers.

As he squeezed my poor anal sphincter – trying his best to make me groan in agony- he forcefully expelled all the myriad foam bullets from my body. Even though this was a moment when everything should have been getting easier, it was worse than before.

My naked body glistening with sweat and tears from my agony, sold into a life where sadistic tendencies prevailed over respect and love.

I was a living proof to the cruellest kind of existence that one could be forced to endure without daring to think of the aftermath. I could only wait for the next ball of horror that was coming my way without any means to stop it- my life in shambles, torn apart by hopelessness and dispair.

As the students continued to use my helpless form for their petty amusement, something in the atmosphere began to shift. Their twisted expressions seemed to have taken on a more intense predatory look.

My apprehension increased tenfold as I noticed all of them are vigorously rubbing around the fronts of their trousers. Their sexual interest had been aroused by all of the forbidden touches and the power they held over me.

“Look at her body,” one student said, licking his lips as he took in my naked form. “She’s so hot.”

“Yeah,” another student chimed in, his eyes glinting with something close to hunger. “I bet she’d be great to fuck.”

I felt a sickening surge of fear as I locked eyes with him, still laying there, helpless and naked before the group of boys. It was obvious that their interest in me had now taken a disturbingly sexual turn.

And it didn’t end there. As their excitement increased, so did their boldness. One of them moved closer to me, grasping my shoulder with rough hands.

“Do you like this, Nisha?” he sneered, a leering grin spreading across his face. “Do you like being our little naked toy?”

Another boy reached out and began twirling my nipples between his fingers, causing me to wince and whimper in pain.

At that moment, I knew I was no longer just a victim of their sadistic amusement – I was now the object of their sexual desires. The realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

All around me, the boys were starting to get harder and harder, their erections straining against the front of their pants. They were now completely driven by their base desires, engaging in perverse activities they knew would be seen as unacceptable by any civilized society.

I felt like throwing up at the situation that my life had suddenly evolved into. I knew that I had made a grave mistake by ever accepting this job offer. But there was no going back now. I belonged to them, just another part of their violent sexual play.

The helplessness and fear were almost too much to bear as I lay there, feeling the hot breath of the boys on my skin and their calloused hands pawing at me as if I was nothing more than an animal in their care.

As the boys talked about their desires and what they wanted to do to me, one of them had an even worse idea.

“Hey guys, I have an idea,” he said with a smirk, licking his lips. “What if we make Nisha kneel so that we can cum on her face more easily?”

The other boys exchanged furtive glances before nodding in agreement.

I whimpered in protest, knowing what was coming next. But despite my desperate pleas, they grabbed me roughly and forced me down onto my knees.

My naked body shuddered with fear and revulsion as I felt the cum-soaked floor against my sensitive skin. I knew that it would leave a lasting impression on my mind and body with every passing day.

As they arranged themselves around me, their stiff cocks swaying in the air, I knew that the worst was yet to come.

Their perverse excitement grew as they inched closer and closer, ready to unleash their loads all over my helpless face.

I tried to shake my head, to scream out for help, but it was no use. My own flesh had been transformed into a grotesque canvass for their twisted sexual fantasies, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

It was then that the first boy came forward, holding his cock with both hands as he prepared to fire a large load all over my face.

I closed my eyes in disgust, knowing that there was no way out of this. The sensation of hot cum all over my face, mixed with the tears having done their job over my face and neck, sizzling down with each tear itself.

It was humiliating and degrading, an ultimate low point that left me feeling violated and ashamed of every action that led me down this path.