Swirling Depravity: Chapter Three

THE ARRIVAL OF AN OLD FRIEND

My sperm kept dripping down from her fingers, sliding down her right hand. The cold dead silence was way too long... At that particular time, I had no idea what would happen. Like the most realistic Angel that never existed, she broke the silence first and spoke to me while still holding my dick, without escaping or running, nothing like that.

''That's fine you should lose your erection very soon; you'll be ready for class in no time, thank you for the precious help.''

She was so amazing, so kind to me even though I first accidentally smashed my head into hers at the entrance of the dining room and now my stupid, precocious ejaculation...

''T-Thanks to you, may I please know your name before you leave?''

She was just about to leave the place before I asked her about her name; she turned back at me as she heard my question. She was also about to place her tits back inside her blouse. I temporally prevented her from covering her boobs without attempting to do that at all.

''I’m not making any promises but... This may be the beginning of something, between us... In order to make sure I can pick up somebody new in my gaming squad I need to fuck this person first. You already know my name and kind of know who I am but this is our first true meeting. What do you say about teaming-up with the one and only: ‘Rebecca Taylor’?''

My mouth opened up in order to tell her my response, but I never could, someone interrupted me just before I even had the opportunity to… Someone else inside the women's bathroom with us, hid inside another compartment.

We only heard what this male person said while interrupting us…

''Roy Stevens—would be more than honored to team-up with you!''

This person said my name, which meant that this person already knew my name. Rebecca was just as shocked as I was, she wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, and I felt it. We could have been in big trouble.

This mysterious stranger in the bathroom with us got out of his compartment and revealed himself to us. Now standing at the entrance of our own compartment, he got really close to Rebecca, way too close to her.

This person was 'Yann Norton', a very old friend of mine. Yann was a bit taller than I. He had dark brown hair, they were longer than mine. Some of his hair ended up close above his cheeks.

He had orange eyes.

He stood just beside Rebecca; he looked Zen as he walked toward the entrance of our compartment, with his hands inside his pockets.

As Rebecca didn't have the opportunity to place her boobs back inside her blouse—he easily saw them, naked as they were. Her tits were really close to his chest, nearly touching it. I was so pissed, so jealous for some reason.

We both didn't know what to do. He turned his head at me when he was finally done observing Rebecca’s tits… She was desperately attempting to hide them with her arms.

Yann looked at me, stared at my dick; I quickly lost my erection, my cock still covered in my own sperm. I knew Yann for a very long time and spent tons of nights with him, eating pizzas and playing video games together.

Despite his fearless and snarky appearance he was a good guy inside. But here’s the problem, he seemed to be getting worst and worst as he seemed to be changing over the last few years.

I changed my opinion of him a couple months ago... He was once a good guy inside. Before he gave up on us and our common project, he might have been my best friend.

For at least two years straight, we developed the concept of our own video game together. Our childhood dream was to become developers together and to make awesome new games in the future, helping each other doing so...

… Things fell apart as Yann moved on with other projects such as pursuing study to become a lawyer. Can’t blame after all... It was only a childhood dream for him...

Anyway, his personality seemed like it changed after High School was over and that we begun those classes for adults. Thinking all those things about him felt weird and mean because he was such an awesome guy when we were hanging out together.

He was incredibly kind and he was always standing up for me, always. Yann finally opened up his mouth to speak again.

''Roy is my best friend... Or, at least he was at some point... Bottom line, we’re old pals. I can't believe it, the cute Rebecca asked you for that type of service before asking me to do it for her...''

Rebecca quickly responded to him. She had a lot of guts for a shy girl.

''What the fuck are you doing here? This is the women's bathroom. Get out of here you pervert!''

He turned his eyes at her and begun to fight with her.

''What is he doing here? No men allowed, right?''

She lowered her head. She seemed defeated. I had to defend her; it was my turn to say something.

''Let's both of us get the Hell out of here and stop looking at Rebecca that way.''

I finally got out of the toilet and pushed Yann out of our compartment, freeing Rebecca from him standing so close to her. My pants were still dropped down to my shoes as I brought Yann out of the compartment with me.

Holding my sperm covered dick inside one of my hands. I then placed on my pants and inserted my dick inside of them for good. I was so sorry for Rebecca, for what happened...

Yann kept talking to me on our way out of the women's bathroom.

''Don't worry old friend, you'll have your chance to fuck her anyway. Not the first time we liked the same girl.''

Yann was distracting me a lot as I was doing my best to get him out of the bathroom. But something way worse than Yann happened to the three of us as we were nearly out of trouble.

Just before I could reach the door of the bathroom with my hand someone else pushed it from the other side. This person entered the bathroom before we could do anything, absolutely no time to hide.

Both Yann and I noticed it at the same time when we saw that person. It was not a student. It was obviously a female teacher. I've never saw her before at school but she definitely looked like a teacher.

She was a really sexy teacher tough. Her arms were crossed together. She stared at Yann and me.

She had short, gorgeous pink hair. She had shining and glossy violet eyes. Her eyes looked even more piercing as she was wearing cute glasses reflecting a similar purplish, violet color.

The glass of her glasses also had an additional pink color to it. She had a pure pale skin, almost a pinkish skin too. This teacher was wearing a unique, really short and tight metallic brown, professional dress.

Her cleavage heavily exposed. She had monstrously big boobs. They were a lot bigger than Rebecca’s tits, but slightly smaller than Professor Dee’s. Her big boobs seem super heavy for her.

I would say she probably had double F cup. Beside her violet glasses and her metallic brown dress, she was also wearing glossy white pantyhose, covering her beautiful, long, slender legs.

She was wearing an ultra-mini skirt. She had violet high-heels shoes on her feet.

''Wow, look at that, little boys in the women's bathroom. My sixth sense didn't fail me today.’’

I immediately responded to her in hope to make this entire thing look a little bit better than it was...

''I'm sorry, Ma'am, this is a big mistake... My friend and I here were on our way to class...''

Yann looked at her, paralyzed; he said nothing to support my attempts to save us. The teacher spoke again to us.

''I already know about that. I'm the one in charge to find both of you since you’re late for class, eleven minutes and forty-five seconds late...''

She moved in the bathroom, making huge steps with her high-heels. She passed between us and got to our compartment. She instantly found Rebecca that was trying to hide herself.

She still had trouble putting back on her bra and her blouse. The teacher stared at her and her partially naked tits. She then weirdly licked her lips while looking at her.

''You should never get your cute boobs out of your bra in front of boys, young girl.''

She softly answered her with a very weak voice.

''I know, Ma'am... I'm sorry...''

***

A few minutes later, both Yann and I reached our classroom. We entered inside the room together and this is when we found out that the same woman who just had caught us in the women's bathroom was there in the classroom.

Waiting for us…

No Professor Dee. She was not there; she was nowhere to be found in our classroom. This new teacher was already comfortably sitting on the surface of Professor Dee’s desk.

Her arms still crossed together. She welcomed us.

''Nice to meet you guys, my name is Miss Malaya but please call me by my first name, Viviane.''

She then winked at us.

''I'll be replacing Professor Dee for the day.''

We were both shocked, unable to believe what was happening. Yann and I didn't know what to make of all this. Since our school for adults was very small, only a single group of actual ‘’adult students’’ was in this program.

Only one class of students of the age of eighteen and up... Four different persons were in our class. The group consisted of three young men and one girl. Us, Yann and I, another guy named ‘Burke Hall’ and Rebecca.

We then sat down at our desks. This new teacher, Miss Malaya slowly licked her lip. She kept talking as she got up from Professor Dee’s wooden desk.

‘’Alright! Let’s start this!!’’