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The shitty thing about infiltrating the Hive Academy—besides some people thinking that the Joker was hot, Jesus Christ—was that he couldn’t just hang out and work his way through the female population. The Hive relied on test scores to know that their minions could follow orders and make money for the leadership, so he had to ace those tests. Something Jason had never been interested in doing.

“I think you know why I wanted to see you after class, Jason.”

Scorch was a good-looking broad. Taught a class on small-unit tactics. Helluva look, too. Red skin, black hair, with pointed ears and a spade-ended tail completing the demonic look. And she didn’t leave much doubt as to how devilish she was. Her only clothing was black leather, brief bottoms and a bra top. They showed off a body worth having. Tall and slender, with a soft belly, voluptuous breasts, a plump ass, hair that looked soft and voluminous—and not too much of any of it. And the red made for a good look. Not the angry, inflamed red you might expect, but something soft, almost tempting. The red of lava, or a cinnamon candy. A chili pepper. You knew it would burn your mouth, but…

Still, Jason played dumb. It was his default move, especially when standing before the teacher’s desk in an empty classroom. “You’ve got a special assignment for me? Something I can put my pencil on?”

Scorch sighed dramatically. “You can do so much better. That’s why it bothers me how poorly your classwork has been coming along. All this term, you’ve done no work at all.”

“I don’t need any lessons in being bad. I’ve got that shit covered.”

“Don’t be so fucking vulgar,” Scorch said sharply. “And if you think that what you study here has no value, you’re dead wrong. There’s a whole world out there you haven’t seen yet, and if you want to conquer it, there are certain things you have to learn.”

“I prefer being self-taught. Unless there’s something else you want to teach me…? Off the curriculum?”

Scorch hissed through her teeth. Hard to tell whether she was getting flustered or not, with her skin that spicy red. Jason decided to change up the argument. He arched his hips, just a bit, making the bulge stand out in his trousers. Scorch kept looking him right in the eye, but he could see the urge there to look further downward.

“There’s a very important test tomorrow,” Scorch said—obviously trying to distract herself. “I suggest you allot the rest of the night to studying, even if it takes all night. Then you might be able to get a passing grade this semester.”

“And what if I have something else to do?” Jason demanded.

“What could be more important than your education, Mr. Todd?”

“I don’t know—how about your education?”

“My education?” Scorch asked, disbelieving.

“Yeah. There’s a lot I could teach you. Isn’t that what education’s all about? Being opened up to new things? Being shown new things?”

Scorch looked down. Jason was rubbing his crotch, making the bulge even bigger—much ‘even bigger.’

“Stop touching yourself, Jason!”

“Why? Would you like to take over?” Jason laughed. “You should. It feels good. At least to me, anyway. And it gets me nice and hard. You see how nice and hard this cock is? Yeah, you see. Cuz you’ve been looking. Waiting to see this, see how big it gets. Just like every other gagging-for-it chick in this joint. So take a good look. You’re not gonna find another cock in this school as big as mine.”

All while he said this, he rubbed and kneaded his stiff cock. His voice got rougher, his muscles tensed, veins stood out on his neck and forehead. It was turning Scorch on to see it. It had turned her on when she’d first seen the bulge—she’d told him to stop because if he kept doing it, she didn’t know what she might do. The longer he rubbed himself, the more turned on she got. The harder her nipples got. The wetter her pussy got.

“C’mon, teach,” Jason grinned. He stopped rubbing his crotch, leaving his stiff cock straining against the fabric. “You want to test me? G’wan. Put me to the test. I really want to get an A. A nice, big A…”

She knew she shouldn’t. Even if they were all alone, even if no one could see them. Even if Cheshire had heated up the faculty lounge with her talk of just how hard he’d made her cum. She should just tell him to leave. She couldn’t get into any trouble if he wasn’t there. She could even touch herself, if she wanted to… once he was gone. While she thought about him, even. Thought about his big cock. Thought of how hard Cheshire had cum because of him. Wouldn’t it be better to touch herself than to touch him? Hell, it might even make J’onn proud, that kind of responsible decision.

He wasn’t getting softer. It would be so much easy if he would just get soft, but his cock was as hard as ever. Aiming at her, even. Demanding she touch it, let it out, let it give her all the orgasms that Cheshire had gotten, that slut.

Goddamnit, why’d she have to burn so hot?

Scorch got out of her chair. She walked around her desk. She stopped beside Jason. Then she rubbed at his crotch, feeling his long stiff cock and his big, churning balls. They were hot too.

“That feels good, teach. Real good. But it’d feel even better if you took it out.”

“No,” Scorch said, nearly managing to take her hand away. “I can’t…” There was a difference between rubbing at him through his pants and taking it out, seeing just how big and hard it really was… being able to wrap her hand around it… if that was even possible.

“Don’t be ashamed, teach. All the bitches get hot over my big cock. And it feels really nice just having you rub it. It’s only that I can’t very well come on your face with my zipper up, now can I? You won’t even be able to lick my cum off my cockhead. It’ll all be inside my pants. All my cum and my big cock too.”

“How… big is it?” Scorch asked, still trying to stop herself from rubbing it. It was over, she’d felt the damn thing, she knew what it felt like, or almost did, why was she still rubbing it? How much bigger could it get?

Jason smiled, looking down at her hand fitfully playing with his erection. “Let me put it this way. I may not be able to count as high as you’d like. But I can count to ten. And so can all my girlfriends.”

“Oh God,” Scorch moaned, self-control a distant memory. “Ten inches… of beautiful hard cock…” She kept on rubbing it, getting more and more excited. Had she gotten him that hard already, or was there still more to come?

“You want to see for yourself?” Jason asked. “Go ahead. Take it out. I know you’re just itching to do it. Itching between your legs—that hot little cunt of yours must really be dripping now. I can see how wet it is. You can’t fool me, teach, I can see the wet spot between your legs. I can tell you’re as wet as I am hard. So why not take a peek at mine? Just so we’re even.”

Scorch just couldn’t help herself. Not when she got this hot. She fell to her knees in front of Jason in her rush to unbuckle his belt, jerk down his zipper, pull down his pants. It all went by so quickly when she was at eye level, when his cock was so close and not so maddeningly distant. She got his pants down and saw his big strong legs, his large balls, his cock—what a beautiful cock!

“Now grab it,” Jason ordered. “Feel how hard it is. Go ahead, wrap your fingers around it. Try to tell me it isn’t the biggest, hardest, fattest prick you’ve ever felt.”

Instantly, Scorch had her hand wrapped around his manhood, feeling even hotter with his meat in her hand. It was the biggest prick she’d ever felt. It was the hardest prick she’d ever felt. It was the fattest prick she’d ever belt.

“God,” Scorch moaned. “It is. It is…”

“What about my balls?” Jason asked, his impertinent question making her ears—naturally—burn. “Don’t you like my big balls too? Why don’t you get a good feel of them? Go ahead and grab my balls and see how big they are.”

In a split-second, Scorch had his hairy balls in her hand. She pulled and yanked on his sack, confirming that his balls were just as big and weighty as they’d seemed.

“And what about your cunt?” Jason asked finally. “You think your cunt’s worthy of all this cock?”

Scorch leapt up onto her desk, planting her butt on a whole stack of papers waiting to be graded. She unzipped the fly of her bottoms, then yanked them down her legs. Jason didn’t let her take them off, though. He jabbed his foot between her calves, stopping the panties so they hung between her ankles like a set of manacles. Roughly, he turned her over, her bottoms still trapping her legs together, and bent her over her own desk for doggy style, pushing her head down onto her folded arms and lifting her ass to find her mound. She wasn’t red there.

“Guess we know why you don’t just run around naked,” Jason quipped. “Wouldn’t be in keeping with your theme.”

Scorch moaned and wiggled her red ass. It worked—Jason got behind her and rammed his burning cock into her cunt with one thrust. All of it.

It pulsed inside her sex with the speeding beat of his heart, Jason slowly rolling his body, grinding it into her more than pumping or thrusting. Sometimes he made it take a big jump, shoving Scorch toward orgasm, but leaving her whimperingly short of it. Her heat was rising fast. She could smell the papers under her body smoldering. The boiling-hot leather of her top felt cool against her skin. Scorch imagined how she looked, her pants down around her ankles and her top still on while her own student fucked her like an animal.

She pushed herself up off the desk, then reached down with one hand to her pussy. Covered it with her hand as she revolved her hips in little circles, helping his cock smolder inside her. She sat back against him, trying to get his phallus further in, but he would give her little thrusts that shoved her back against the desk. Then start slow-fucking her all over again, making her pussy pull as hard as it could on his cock to keep things going.

“Don’t rush,” Jason taunted. “Take your time. Check your answers. It’s a slow burn, you might say”

She had every inch of him crammed inside her, but none of the friction that came with it. She wouldn’t be able to come as she usually did. So she reached down one-handed, grabbing his balls—they hung low and heavy, and with his cock buried inside her, she was able to pull them upward. Until the cool, soft skin touched her clit and she rolled his testicles around it.

Jason gasped a little, but it felt good to him too, having his balls massaged against her clit like a washwoman using an old-fashioned scrub board. He slapped Scorch’s ass for good measure, making her wince a little ways up his shaft before settling back down it, her pussy sucking him grandly. Another spank. She jerked up his prick, nearly losing his balls before stroking back down, swallowing his cock and raking her clit over his balls.

“Yeah,” Scorch moaned passionately, “yeah—yeah!”

Jason took over now, fucking her hard against her desk, smacking her ass just to make her cry out. She was flat on her belly now, holding his sack against her aching clit as she felt them churn with arousal. She clenched them a little tightly, making Jason let out a triumphant-sounding cry, and then he buried himself deep inside her again. The violent excitement of it was making her dizzy. Her clit was engorged and throbbing back against his bursting balls. Jason thrust so hard he nearly sent her over the desk.

“Time to hose you down,” he gritted out, then a burning burst of jism gushed out of him. Scorch wailed like escaping steam as he fucked out loads of cum right into her pussy. When he pulled out, she could feel his seed seeping from her. It sizzled on her labia.

“I think you’ve learned your lesson,” Jason laughed. “Fuck, you know how to take a cock. That was great. Let’s have another pop quiz sometime.”

“No, now—fuck me now. Put that big beautiful cock back in my pussy and fuck me hard!” Scorch moaned.

Jason laughed again as he replaced his cock in his pants. Scorch was totally under his thumb. “What, are you crazy? We can’t do that here. What if somebody came in and saw us? You’re lucky you’re not in trouble already.”

Somehow, Scorch burned even hotter. “But I want you to fuck me, I’ll let you fuck me! Make me feel your cock inside me!”

She knew she was asking for trouble. As ridiculous as he sounded, Jason was right. It had been a stroke of luck that no one had come in and witnessed her fucking one of her charges. She just didn’t care though. Not when she was so hot.

Jason saw there was little reasoning with her. “I get it,” he said. “I do. Every chick wants to fuck me. It’s just going to have to wait, though. Like I said, I have a pretty busy night tonight. Maybe I can fit you in tomorrow. Yeah, I can fit my cock into that tight little pussy of yours tomorrow night. You just come to my room, say around eight. We can talk about my grades. It’ll be fun. And you can pass along a little idea of mine. For extra credit.”

He reached into his pants, and Scorch’s heart raced at the thought that he would pull out his cock again. But no. It was just a USB drive.

He dropped it on her desk. “You can say it was your idea. Just convince the Headmistress to do it.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then tomorrow night, say around eight, I’ll be busy. This school has a lot of teachers, after all. And even more students.”

“What if I don’t even show up?” Scorch persisted, her flame burning low.

“I think you will. I haven’t met a chick yet who’s passed on my cock. Especially when she has a second chance at it. All to herself.” He nudged her dangling foot with his toe. “Might want to pull those panties up. This is a school.”

He headed for the door.

“Don’t forget the test tomorrow, Jason,” Scorch said weakly. “I expect you to be in class.”

“I’ll try to make it, teach, but I just don’t know. I mean, you must know how it is. A guy spends all night fucking horny sluts like you, he’s bound to be a little tired the next day. I’ll do my best, though. Wouldn’t want to let that little pussy of yours cool down. Oh, and one more thing.”

“What is it, Jason?”

“This will be on the exam.”

With a grin on his face, the boy slipped out the door.

***

Talia was busy burning out the motor on her best vibrator when she saw Scorch glance at the hidden camera. She shrugged. Talia started on the dildo in her other hand, working it inside her cunt. She watched Scorch go to her computer, logging into her account. Talia’s surveillance automatically followed her access. Talia left the dildo inside herself, stretching her, and focused on the vibrator. Tried to force that in too.

When she looked back at the screen, Scorch had upgraded Jason’s grade to an A.

Talia came with her own shuddering orgasm, imagining this was the same pleasure Scorch had felt with the well-hung stud filling her little cunt. She couldn’t know for sure, though. She just couldn’t know for sure.

Talia dropped the burnt-out vibrator from her exhausted fingers and flopped back in her chair to let her body catch up with her lust. She wondered what proposal Jason was trying to run up the ladder through his slut teacher, watching as Scorch plugged the USB drive into her system. As her own monitor called up the file, she felt the waves of masturbatory pleasure continue to tingle their way through her flesh. It felt as if the feeling would never end. Not ever.

She decided even before seeing what it said. Whether or not she went with the proposal, she was seeing Jason. And she was going to fuck him so he’d know he’d been fucked.