The Scandalous Adventures Of Professor Croft | By : CrossroadsMk2 Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 80217 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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“Professor Croft. Could I please see you in my office for a moment?” An authoritative voice called out from behind her.
Lara knew from the commanding tone exactly who was standing behind her, and it was the last person she wanted to run into in her current condition. Lara had just arrived back at her office, fresh from her humiliating ordeal at the Princeton University Festival. Anjelica had insisted that she pose for photographs with students and staff, in order to help sell copies of her charity swimsuit calendar. Being forced to pose with students while dressed in nothing but a revealing swimsuit had been bad enough, but the photographs had become increasingly degrading and sexualised, and Lara felt utterly humiliated.
When she couldn’t take it anymore, she asked Anjelica to allow her to take a break, practically begging the younger woman. Anjelica had surprisingly shown mercy and agreed, but that had not been the end of Lara’s embarrassment: Anjelica confiscated Lara’s trench coat, forcing her to make the 15 minute long walk back to her office wearing nothing but her swimsuit and high heels. Passing cars had tooted their horns at her, pedestrians had pointed at her and laughed, and she had even been catcalled by several workmen. Lara had been close to tears when she finally arrived at the Princeton University Archaeology Building, but she was relieved to finally reach her office. Then that relief was cruelly snatched away from her.
Lara cringed inwardly and reluctantly turned around to face her boss. Dean Barbara Walton regarded her with a look of utter distain that made Lara blush with shame. Dean Walton was an intimidating woman, and still very fit despite being 20 years older than Lara, at 46 years of age. She was even taller than Lara, standing 5’10”, and she had an athletic build that bordered on masculine, with broad shoulders and hips, and a muscular waist. Lara had heard rumours that Dean Walton had once competed in State-level powerlifting and wrestling competitions, and looking at her build, Lara could easily believe it. The Dean made a conscious effort to try and soften her appearance with feminine suits and low heels. Her face was more handsome than pretty, but she maximised her beauty potential with flawlessly applied makeup and a fashionable hairdo that reminded Lara of Cleopatra: she had dyed jet black hair, styled into a shoulder length bob, with a low straight fringe covering her forehead.
Lara didn’t know why Dean Walton seemed to dislike her so much. It was all the more baffling because they had so much in common: they had both been athletes in their younger days; they were both strong and independent women, fighting against unfair gender stereotypes; and they were both struggling to succeed in a male dominated discipline. Lara had gone out of her way to ingratiate herself to the older woman, but Dean Walton seemed to disapprove of her for some reason that Lara couldn’t fathom. No matter what she tried, her friendly overtures were always met with a cold, perfunctory professionalism that bordered on hostility.
Lara instinctively raised her arms to cover her skimpy bikini, and then chided herself when she realised that all she was doing was covering up the few items of clothing on her body. Lara was acutely aware of how much cleavage was on display through the 3 inch golden hoop that joined together the small triangular cups of her black bikini. The bottom was not much better, with just a small triangle of black material covering her crotch, and two more golden hoops sitting at her hips that made the bikini look side-less. She was tempted to turn away from the Dean, in order to try and cover up her indecency, but that would have just exposed her uncovered side-boobs and semi-naked ass, which was practically hanging out of the Y-shaped bikini bottoms wedged between her round butt cheeks.
Dean Walton regarded her with a judgemental look of contempt, and then without another word, walked towards her office, which was located at the other end of the hallway. Lara silently followed after her, blushing with shame at the loud clicking sounds that her slutty 7 inch platform high heels made on the laminated wood floor. The Dean waited at her door for Lara to enter, and then closed it behind her, before gesturing for Lara to take a seat on one of the three leather chairs that sat opposite her desk. The Dean’s office was about twice the size of Lara’s, with a heavy polished wood desk, plush carpeting and several large works of art hanging on the walls. Dean Walton sat down on the other side of her desk, and an uncomfortable silence fell upon the room.
“Dean Walton, I can explain…” Lara began, trying to fill the silence.
“I was having a relaxing day at home, being that this is a University holiday; but then I received a phone call from a colleague of mine. Do you know what he told me?” Dean Walton asked.
Lara could tell it was a rhetorical question and remained silent.
“He told me that one of my Professors had attended the University Festival and was parading around in a bikini, while posing for sexually explicit photographs with her students. What do you have to say for yourself, Professor Croft?” Dean Walton asked.
What could Lara say in her defence? Certainly not the truth: that Anjelica had blackmailed her into behaving this way. Perhaps a half-truth then, Lara thought.
“It was for charity. Every year the Delta Pi Sorority launches a swimsuit calendar to raise money for children with cancer. We’ve managed to raise over $60,000 today.” Lara said, quickly doing the sums in her head.
Dean Walton frowned. “While I can appreciate that you had good intentions for your behaviour, your conduct is not appropriate for a Professor at this University. What sort of example are you setting for all of the impressionable girls who attend this institution?” Dean Walton asked.
“I’m showing them that they can feel comfortable with their sexuality; that the female body is a beautiful thing and they shouldn’t be afraid to express themselves.” Lara said defensively.
She was taking a gamble, trying the feminist approach, but she’d heard a rumour that Dean Walton was a lesbian, so hopefully she might have some sympathy for this point of view. Professor Walton’s face softened, and Lara started to hope that her argument might be working.
“If it were only this matter, I might be able to overlook it; but then there’s also the matter of you accessing pornography on your office computer, in direct contravention of the University’s internet policy.” Dean Walton said.
“Pornography? There must be some kind of mistake.” Lara said, perplexed.
The Dean logged into her computer and then read from the screen.
“The IT department recently conducted an audit of all the computers in the Archaeology Department. According to their report, several months ago you accessed a website called PornHub, and watched a total of 8 videos. While they couldn’t access the videos themselves because of password protection, they were able to see the titles: ‘British Anal Slut’; ‘Teacher Becomes Student’s Fucktoy’; ‘Dirty Ass To Mouth Whore’… I think the titles speak for themselves.” Dean Walton said.
Lara turned bright red with embarrassment, as realisation struck her like a freight train: the Dean was talking about the blackmail videos that Anjelica had emailed to her! She had clicked on the email link and then watched the videos in her office. She hadn’t even considered that her staff computer account might one day be audited.
“I’m afraid I’ll have no choice but to report this matter to the University Board.” Dean Walton continued.
Lara felt light headed and nauseous, as her world started to collapse in on itself.
“Please… I made a mistake… It was an error in judgement. Please, give me a chance to make it up to you!” Lara pleaded.
Lara knew she was rambling, but if she lost her job now, then everything she had just been through with the Sorority, all of the humiliation that she had endured, would be for nothing.
“Can you at least explain to me why you were watching such… extreme videos?” Dean Walton asked.
Lara felt herself blushing bright red with shame. What story could she possibly come up with that didn’t make her sound like a perverted slut? She couldn’t even claim to have clicked on them accidentally, since she had watched all 8 videos that Anjelica had sent her.
It took all of Dean Barbara Walton’s willpower not to smile at Professor Croft’s obvious discomfort. “Professor”, Barbara thought derisively! What had this aristocratic bimbo ever done to earn the title of Professor? Nothing! She hadn’t even gone to University, instead relying on an honorary doctorate to enable her to teach. Conversely, Barbara’s entire academic career had been a story of hard work and perseverance. It had taken Barbara 10 long years to earn her own Doctorate: 2 years at College, followed by a 3 year Bachelor’s Degree, 2 years for her Honours Degree and 3 years to get her Doctorate. It had taken a further 6 years teaching at a mediocre State University to finally earn a lecturing position at an Ivy League University.
Princeton’s Archaeology Department was very new by academic standards, and when the previous Dean retired, Barbara had been thrilled when she was chosen to replace him. Her joy soured significantly when one of the University Board members, who’d had too much to drink at her acceptance ceremony, let slip that she had not been their first choice. According to him, all of the more qualified applicants had turned the job down, so they decided to go with a woman to make it look like they were supporting gender equality. Barbara had been furious: for all of her hard work and determination, the only reason she had gotten the job was because no one else wanted it!
Despite the terrible blow to her pride, Barbara threw herself into her new job, and spent the next 4 years transforming the nascent Princeton Archaeology Department into an academic institution to rival any at the more established Ivy League Universities; and what thanks did she receive for all of her hard work? The University hired Lara Croft to replace her: a woman with no academic experience, and whose only qualifications were that she was rich, beautiful and politically connected. Barbara didn’t take these developments lying down. She spent the next year trying to dig up dirt on Lara Croft – anything to get her fired.
She made regular reports to the Board members regarding Professor Croft’s unprofessional wardrobe, and the slutty pictures of her that were circulating amongst the students. On each occasion, her complaints were dismissed: Lara Croft was good for business, they said, and female enrolments in archaeology were up almost 50 percent from last year. Barbara had begun to lose hope, but then the IT department gave her an unexpected gift: they reported that Lara had been watching pornographic videos on her work computer, in direct violation of University policy. Barbara triumphantly reported this infraction to the Board, only to be told that they didn’t care. Barbara was told that having a famous celebrity like Lara Croft on the faculty was more important than any minor rule breaches; and then they blamed her for not having supervised Lara properly and explained the rules to her! Barbara was furious, but then she got another idea. If she couldn’t force the Board fire Lara, then maybe she could make Lara resign.
Barbara’s initial hope was that the humiliating pictures circulating amongst the students would make Lara want to quit on her own – certainly, any self-respecting woman would have been too embarrassed to keep working at the University after that – but Lara Croft proved herself even more of a shameless exhibitionist than even Barbara had anticipated. Barbara had been shocked to see the woman shamelessly flaunting herself in the swimsuit calendar; she had been even more shocked when colleagues attending the Princeton Festival reported that she was parading around in a skimpy bikini and willingly posing for indecent photographs with the students.
Barbara realised that she would need to increase the intensity of Lara’s humiliation, as well as isolate her from any friends that she might have made at the University. Barbara had heard that Lara was spending a lot of time making friends with the girls in the Delta Pi Sorority. That simply would not do, Barbara thought.
“Your speech about the beauty of the female body has given me an idea. A colleague of mine in the Art Department needs a female model for a photography project he’s running: it’s designed to highlight how modern society and social media are objectifying women, and it will form part of a University campaign to help raise awareness. The previous model got another job off and left without giving notice, which has thrown a real spanner in the works; but if you will agree to take her place, then the project can proceed on schedule. In return for your voluntary participation, I’ll agree to overlook this embarrassing pornography incident, and I’ll call in some favours at the IT Department and get your browser history erased. What do you say?” Dean Wilton asked.
Lara frowned. “What would these photographs involve?” Lara asked warily.
“I’m not familiar with all of the details, but I know that the Art Department always conducts itself with the utmost professionalism, and uses locked studios to protect their models’ privacy. I can also guarantee you that none of the outfits you’d be ask to wear will be any more revealing than the bikinis you’ve already modelled for your calendar.” Dean Wilton explained.
“I… guess that would be alright.” Lara answered, blushing at the reminder of her sexy calendar.
“There’s one other thing. I’ve heard a rumour that you’ve been made the President of the Delta Pi Sorority. I know that you might have formed a strong attachment with these college girls, but under the circumstances, I need you to agree to cut off all contact with the Sorority.” Dean Wilton said.
I know it’ll be hard on you, but this…” Dean Wilton said, gesturing towards Lara’s bikini clad body, “Is unprofessional and incompatible with your role as a Professor at this University. I need you to promise me that you will resign from any positions that you hold at the Sorority, and that you will not take part in any future Sorority activities.”
Lara could have burst out laughing at the irony of the situation. She had spent the last few months desperately trying to get out from under the thumb of Anjelica and the Delta Pi Sorority, but the Dean was working under the misapprehension that she was associating with them by choice. Lara would have dumped them in an instant if she could, but there was just one problem.
“I already told the Sorority that I’d model for next year’s Charity Calendar.” Lara said.
“I’m afraid that’s impossible. If you wish to keep teaching at this University, I must insist that you break off all contact with the Sorority immediately.” Dean Wilton told her.
Lara was going to have a hell of a time convincing Anjelica to let her break that part of their agreement.
“I understand.” Lara answered.
“Then I’ll leave you to go and break the bad news to your friends.” Dean Walton said.
Lara walked back to her office and changed out of her bikini, back into her leggings and hoodie. It felt good to step out of the 7 inch high heels and put on some comfortable running shoes. Lara didn’t wait for her 2 hour break to end and immediately walked back towards the Festival. Lara kept her hoodie up, so as not to draw any attention to herself, and threaded her way through the crowd. When she arrived at the Delta Pi tent, Anjelica was not pleased to see her.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing? Where’s your swimsuit?” Anjelica asked furiously.
“Could I please speak with you privately?” Lara asked, hating how deferential she had to behave towards the younger woman.
Anjelica scowled and waved her hand dismissively, before turning around and walking inside the large white tent. Lara’s eyes widened when she saw that all of the pallets that had previously held her bikini calendars were now completely empty.
“I ran into Dean Wilton on the way to my office. She told me that if I don’t cut off all contact with the Sorority, she’ll report me to the University Board and I’ll be fired.” Lara said.
“She’s bluffing. My Dad is friends with several of the Board members, and they’d never fire you. You bring in too much good publicity.” Anjelica said.
“Anjelica, please! This has gone too far. The swimsuits, the posing for pictures: you’re turning me into a public laughing stock!” Lara pleaded.
“We made a deal! You promised to help sell this year’s charity calendar, and to model for next year’s calendar. Why should I let you back out of our agreement?” Anjelica asked.
“Maybe… I could do another gangbang instead?” Lara said, blushing with shame for even suggesting it.
“Wow! Look how much you’ve changed! The woman who was too frumpy to wear short skirts to work is now asking me to arrange a gangbang for her. This is just priceless!” Anjelica laughed.
“Anjelica!” Lara protested.
“I feel like a proud mother bird, watching her slutty chick leave the nest. It’s finally time for you to spread your legs and fly!” Anjelica said, wiping a mock tear from her eye.
“Anjelica!” Lara said more loudly.
“Ok, fine! So you want to welsh on our deal? Well, it’s going to cost you, and I’m not in a very generous mood!” Anjelica said.
“What do you want?” Lara asked.
“You. For the rest of this year, your ass is mine. During the week, we don’t know each other, but every Saturday for the rest of the academic year, you’re my personal fuck toy. By the way, I hope you like gangbangs, because you’re going to be having a lot of them.” Anjelica said.
“The rest of the year? You can’t be serious!” Lara objected.
“I’m perfectly serious. Don’t forget, I still have all of those embarrassing videos of you, and I can release them any time I want to.” Anjelica countered.
Lara’s face became flushed, as she imagined herself being gangbanged every weekend for the rest of the year, all for Anjelica’s amusement. Despite her outrage, she became aware of a shameful dampness growing between her legs at the thought. What was wrong with her?
“The rest of the semester.” Lara countered. “That’s almost 3 months; but at the end of that time, we’re done, and I never hear from you again!” Lara countered.
“Alright, but you have to keep your current work wardrobe for the whole year.” Anjelica said.
“Done.” Lara agreed.
“Excellent. I know just who I’ll invite to your first gangbang!” Anjelica said excitedly.
Lara suddenly got a horrible sinking feeling.
“Anjelica, you have to promise to hide my identity. No one can know it’s me!” Lara insisted.
There was a pregnant pause before Anjelica answered.
“I promise that no one else will find out about it.” Anjelica said cagily.
“Anjelica, that’s not the same thing!” Lara protested.
“Look, I’m not interested in seeing any more glory holes or pig suits. I want to see you get pounded in every hole; and with a body like yours, even if you wear a mask, it won’t take a genius to figure out it’s you in disguise.” Anjelica said.
Lara had to admit that Anjelica was probably right, but she was horrified by the idea of being recognised. Anjelica seemed to sense her unease.
“Listen, I’ll arrange it so that your secret is safe and no one else finds out.” Anjelica said.
“And just how will you guarantee that?” Lara retorted.
“What I always do: blackmail. It seemed to work perfectly well on you.” Anjelica answered smugly.
Lara definitely wasn’t happy about this latest development, but what choice did she have?
“Fine!” Lara answered reluctantly.
“Excellent. I’ll text you later with the details.” Anjelica said.
Anjelica turned and walked from the tent, but then paused at the exit.
“You know, this actually works out rather well for me. I hate to admit it, but I was kind of annoyed by you being made the Sorority President, even if it was just in name only.” Anjelica said, and then left the tent.
The next day, classes resumed at Princeton University. Since the sale of Lara’s swimsuit calendars, everyone seemed to be looking at her differently. Her skimpy swimsuit photos had shown everyone how spectacular her body was, and all of the students stared at her as she walked past, as if trying to see the shape of her naked body through her clothes. Several of the students made suggestive remarks, or called her by her first name. These she immediately put in their place with some harsh words and a cold stare, but there were always more to take their place.
On several occasions, Lara walked past groups of students looking at photos of her on their laptops, tablets or phones. It seemed that the photographs of her degrading poses at the Princeton Festival were being traded around the campus. Lara was surprised by the backgrounds most of the students had chosen. She had assumed, given that she was posing in a swimsuit, that the most popular backgrounds would be beaches or tropical scenes. As it turned out, the three most popular backgrounds were her posing inside a crowded lecture theatre, her posing on a concert stage in front of a large audience, and her posing on the field in front of a packed football stadium. Lara made her students turn off the devices while in her lectures, but she was powerless to do anything about the students in the corridors and hallways.
Gordon came over as promised on Tuesday night and Thursday night, and provided Lara with a welcome distraction. Tuesday night involved more bondage with the Velcro cuffs, although this time Gordon strapped her to the bed and ravished her. On Thursday night, Gordon made her wear a skin-tight body suit made of black latex. The body suit was crotchless and reminded Lara of the pig suit Anjelica had made her wear; but whereas the fat pig suit had made Lara feel ugly and disgusting, the skin-tight bodysuit hugged every feminine curve of her body and made her feel sexy as hell. Lara’s arms were tied behind her back inside a lace-up arm binder, and Gordon placed another SLAVE collar around her neck. The sex was intense and helped to take Lara’s mind off the agreement she had made with Anjelica.
It wasn’t until Friday afternoon that Anjelica finally contacted her with details of her gangbang. Saturday morning at 9am, Anjelica picked Lara up in front of her apartment building. Both women were dressed casually in hoodies and leggings, and Anjelica seemed particularly happy, which was never a good sign as far as Lara was concerned. They drove in Anjelica’s black Range Rover, and Lara noticed something familiar about the route they were taking. Her suspicions were confirmed a short time later, when they parked outside the seedy sex shop that Lara had visited previously.
Smiling broadly, Anjelica led Lara through the front door and down the narrow staircase that led to the basement sex shop. Lara pulled her hood up around her face to hide her identity, but the sex shop was thankfully deserted at this early hour. The old Russian woman that ran the store walked around from behind the front counter, and led them into the back of the store, to where a second man was waiting. The man was aged in his late 20’s and extremely handsome, with a short Tom Ford style beard and moustache, and stylish wavy black hair. He was wearing a pair of blue and grey check pants and a fitted long-sleeve navy skivvy. Lara eyed him hesitantly.
“Come-on honey, I don’t bite. Let’s see what we’re working with.” The man said, with a flamboyantly gay accent.
“This is Anthony. He’s going to be painting you today. Take off your clothes.” Anjelica said.
Lara was confused. Wasn’t she supposed to be getting gangbanged today? Nevertheless, she started to undress in front of the three people. When she was completely naked and turning red with embarrassment, Anthony walked around her naked body and nodded approvingly.
“Well, aren’t you just gorgeous?” Anthony said in a campy accent, causing Lara to blush from the compliment. “If I weren’t gay, I would be all over you like that!” He said, snapping his fingers.
“So, where’s this photoshoot going to appear?” Anthony asked Anjelica.
“Photoshoot?” Lara asked, even more confused.
“It’s for a private client.” Anjelica said, cutting her off.
“Lucky guy.” Anthony said, reaching for a stylish blue leather Gladstone bag and unpacking small tins of paint and several different brushes.
“So, you’re going to paint me?” Lara asked.
“It’s kind of my specialty.” Anthony said proudly, as he unfolded several A4 sheets of paper.
Lara looked down at the paper and saw that they were publicity pictures of her in her old tomb raiding outfit – her combat boots, her tight brown shorts and her green coloured tank top. Anthony opened up the first tin of brown paint and dipped a brush inside. Then he flicked the brush against Lara’s naked upper thigh, causing her to jump in surprise.
“Hold still.” Anthony said, as he dipped the brush back into the tin and applied more dark brown paint to Lara’s upper thighs and crotch.
Anthony drew a thin line an inch below the midpoint between Lara’s pussy and bellybutton, and then expertly followed it all the way around Lara’s body. Then he painted two more horizontal lines across Lara’s thighs, about 2 inches below her crotch. Lara had to spread her legs apart so that he could paint all the way around her muscular thighs. Then he filled in the space in between the lines with dark brown paint. He moved around behind her and painted her backside, even pulling apart her ass cheeks so that he could fully paint the deep valley between them. The paint brush felt ticklish against her anus and made her flinch in response.
This far, her “shorts” just looked like a shapeless brown blob, but that slowly changed, as Anthony used black and white paints to add pockets and seams to the shorts. He painted a dark fold at the back, in between Lara’s butt cheeks, and a dark fly over Lara’s pussy lips. The feeling of the paint brush flicking against her pussy tickled terribly, and made Lara shift around on the spot, as she desperately tried to stay still. Finally, Anthony painted creases and folds into the shorts, giving them a stunningly three dimensional appearance. Lara was impressed, but Anthony wasn’t done. He painted dark brown belt loops around the top of the painted-on shorts, and then used black paint to draw the outline of a thick combat belt.
Anthony turned his attention to Lara’s upper thighs, where he painted the outline of two black holsters. He filled in the holsters with black paint and then added highlights to make them look three dimensional. Anthony painted thin horizontal strap running from the holsters and around Lara’s thighs. Then he painted a thick vertical strap projecting upwards from the holsters, which connected to the belt on her painted-on shorts. When that was finished, he added some more highlights and touches to the tops and bottoms of her shorts, until he was satisfied with the result and was ready to move on.
Anthony had Lara hold her long ponytail up above her head, while he used green paint to trace the outline of a tank top, drawing two shoulder straps and a round neckline. Next he panted a horizontal line an inch above Lara’s bellybutton and extended it around the circumference of her tiny waist. Then he filled in the area in between with green paint, before adding seams, folds and highlights, to give the painted tank top a three dimensional look. He even added shading under Lara’s nipples, making them appear as though they were poking out through the “material” of her top.
Anthony stood up and inspected his handiwork, occasionally adding a brushstroke here and there until he was completely satisfied. Lara was stunned by how realistic her painted-on shorts and tank top looked. Even her gun belt looked realistic, and was only missing guns, which would have been too hard to try and draw realistically. Lara didn’t know what Anjelica had planned for her, but she had clearly spent a great deal of money to hire such a talented artist. Lara had to wait 20 minutes for the paint to dry. Anthony packed up his paints and brushes, and then waved to Lara as he left.
The Russian woman left the room and returned with a pair of black combat boots, white socks, a folded black trench coat and a large mirror. Lara slid on the socks and laced up the high-ankle combat boots. Then she stood up and looked at her reflection in the mirror. From a distance, the effect of her exquisite body paint was impressively convincing: anyone looking at it would be hard pressed to notice that it wasn’t real clothing, unless they knew what to look for, or they were standing very close to her. From a distance, it just looked like she was wearing extremely tight and form fitting clothes. Anjelica handed Lara the black trench coat, and then walked towards the exit. Lara hurriedly buttoned up the trench coat and rushed after her.
Lara walked up the narrow staircase and peered out of the sex shop’s entrance, to check that the coast was clear. Then she quickly walked over to Anjelica’s black Range Rover and climbed into the back seat.
“Are you having fun yet?” Anjelica asked cruelly.
“You’re kidding, right?” Lara said incredulously. “Can you at least tell me where we’re going?”
“I’m taking you to meet your devoted fans. The Lara Croft Fan Club was so impressed with your performance at the glory-hole – or should I say your impersonator’s performance – that they’ve been begging me for a repeat. I emailed the club president and offered him something even better: the real deal.” Anjelica said.
Lara’s heart beat faster. She knew that the Fan Club members were all students at the University. How many of them were in her classes, she wondered? How would she be able to look any of them in the eye without blushing, after having had degrading sex with them?
“What’s to stop them from blabbing to their friends? Lara asked.
Anjelica smirked. “Let’s just say that I made them do things… on camera… to each other. Trust me: none of them are going to want those pictures getting out. They really must be devoted, to have gone through all of that just for you.” Anjelica said.
They drove in silence for about 15 minutes, until they arrived at the Princeton University Archaeology Building, where Lara worked. Anjelica retrieved a small black duffel bag from the trunk of her car, and then led Lara through an unlocked side door. They walked down a deserted hallway and downstairs to the basement. Their destination was the basement bathroom that had previously played host to Lara’s glory-hole adventure. Anjelica ducked under the yellow construction tape blocking off the entrance to the toilet and pushed open the door.
The renovations inside the toilet block had progressed since her last visit. All of the remaining wall tiles had been removed, leaving nothing but exposed concrete and drywall. Lara’s heart skipped a beat when she saw a group of 6 male students waiting for them inside. She recognised one of them as being a student in one of her classes, and she recognised several others from the Princeton Festival the previous weekend. They were all staring at her, open mouthed, as if not quite believing this was happening. Lara couldn’t quite believe it was happening either. This has to be a nightmare, Lara thought, as she followed Anjelica into the room.
This has to be a dream, Tom thought, as he watched Professor Croft walk into the toilet block. She was wearing a long black trench coat and combat boots, and Tom hoped that she had her tomb raiding outfit on underneath. He had specifically requested it, and Anjelica had promised to make it happen. Tom had made a lot of sacrifices to make this dream a reality; they all had. Tom looked across at Martin, but neither student was able to meet the other’s gaze. Images flashed through his mind, and he blushed with shame at the memories of what Anjelica had made them do with each other… and to each other. Tom blinked hard and pushed the disturbing images away. Don’t think about it, he willed himself! Focus on the present!
“You understand what happens if any whisper of this gets out?” Anjelica asked.
“We know.” Tom answered.
Anjelica nodded and smiled, and then took out an expensive looking video camera from the bag she was holding.
“You’re going to film this?” Tom asked.
“For my private collection. Why, you don’t have performance anxiety, do you?” Anjelica teased.
Some of Tom’s friends looked very uncomfortable at the thought of having sex on camera. Tom found it kind of funny, since they had already done much worse to get this far. Anjelica reached inside her bag and tossed him a small jar of pills.
“What are these?” Tom asked, examining the unmarked jar.
“Viagra, to help you perform at your best.” Anjelica answered.
Tom looked over at Martin, who nodded. Tom opened the jar and placed a pill in his mouth. It tasted bitter on his tongue, but he forced himself to swallow it, and then passed on the jar. He watched as each of his friends swallowed a pill.
“Let’s begin, shall we! Lara, why don’t you start by removing your coat?” Anjelica said, looking through the viewfinder on her video camera.
Tom was practically salivating with anticipation, as he watched Professor Croft undo the buttons on her trench coat one at a time. When she reached to last button, she pulled the black coat off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Tom breathed in sharply, as he admired Lara’s outfit. She was wearing her classic Lara Croft Tomb Raiding outfit – just like the ones she wore in her video games and publicity shots. The tiny brown shorts and green tank top looked incredible on her, although they appeared even tighter and sexier in person. She was even wearing her combat boots, gun belt and thigh holsters, although the latter were empty.
“Go and take a closer look.” Anjelica suggested.
Tom watched Lara’s face intently, seeing her blush furiously as he and his friends approached her. There was something strange about her outfit, but Tom couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He saw the outline of her nipples sticking out through the thin material of her tank top and realised that Lara wasn’t wearing a bra. Maybe that was it, he thought. He gingerly reached out to touch her nipple, and almost recoiled in shock when he touched her bare skin instead. His eyes took a moment to adjust their focus, and then he realised that Lara’s clothes were actually painted on – the most elaborate body paint he had ever seen. This was like a wet dream come true, Tom thought! He reached forward again, his eyes full of excitement and wonder.
Lara squirmed involuntarily, as the six students surrounded her and groped her naked body. She felt like a prized animal being examined by prospective buyers. Their hands were everywhere: squeezing her breasts and nipples, caressing her thighs and stomach, and rubbing against her pussy and ass. Lara blushed with shame as she felt herself growing wet from all the attention, and she prayed that Anjelica wouldn’t notice. Despite the brazen groping of her body, the boys were still hesitant around her, and Lara sensed an opportunity. She might not have a choice about whether to have sex with the six students, but perhaps she still had a choice about how to have sex with them.
Lara knew from personal experience that men trying to win a lady’s affection always behaved better than men who felt entitled to it. If the students figured out that she was here against her will, and didn’t have any choice but to obey them, there would be not limit to their sexual demands; but if she could convince them that she was there by choice, and by extension could choose to leave at any time, then maybe that would temper their behaviour. It wasn’t much of a plan, Lara had to admit, but it was better than nothing.
“Where I come from, it’s considered bad manners for a man to be fully clothed in the presence of a naked lady.” Lara said as confidently as she could, while forcing a cheeky smile onto her lips.
The students seemed taken aback by her brashness, but after some hesitation, they began to undress. Lara made a point of watching them as they undressed, which caused the boys to redden.
“Come-on boys, I don’t bite. Well… not unless you ask me nicely.” Lara said suggestively.
When the boys were fully naked, Lara strode arrogantly towards them and dropped to her knees in front of them. She wrapped her fingers around the cocks of the closest two students and slowly stroked them, while the other boys surrounded her.
“Did you boys enjoy my glory-hole last weekend?” Lara asked innocently.
“That was you?” Several of the students blurted out simultaneously.
Lara smiled and nodded, while she transferred her hands to the next two boys’ cocks.
“I’m afraid I’m a bit of nymphomaniac. I try to keep my sex addiction under control, but last weekend I had a relapse, and asked Anjelica to arrange the glory-hole. I really should have left it there, but I had so much fun, I just had to try one last thing before I sober-up again.” Lara explained.
Lara glanced across and saw shock written across Anjelica’s face. The younger woman clearly wasn’t expecting this development, and was caught completely off-guard. Lara pressed on with her ruse.
“I want to thank you boys for helping me out, and keeping my dirty little secret.” Lara said sweetly.
“Ohhhh… Professor Croft…” One of the boys she was jerking moaned.
“Please, call me Lara. I know I insist on formality in the classroom, but I think we can make an exception while you fuck me.” Lara said cheekily.
The students nodded, and Lara was secretly thrilled that she was able to exert her authority over them.
“So… do you boys want to all fuck me at the same time, or take it in turns?” Lara asked, as she pulled their cocks closer and started slapping them playfully against her cheeks.
“Why not do both?” Anjelica interjected. “We’ve got all afternoon, and those Viagra tablets won’t wear off for a couple of hours.”
Damn it, Lara thought! Anjelica had clearly figured out what she was trying to do. The boys gathered around her and started rubbing their cocks against her face and hair. They spoke above her as if she wasn’t there, discussing the merits of single versus group sex. One of them seemed to be the leader, and he did most of the talking. Lara found it almost comical when they took a vote to decide the matter. The vote was 4 to 2 in favour of taking turns, and then having group sex with Lara afterwards. With that decided, the next argument was over what the order should be.
Lara looked up speechlessly, as the young students started playing multiple games of rock-paper-scissors to decide what order they would fuck her in. Lara glanced across at Anjelica, who had to cover her mouth with her hand to stop herself from laughing aloud at the absurdity of the situation. When they had finally decided upon the order, Lara gestured for the first naked student to join her on the padded blue gym mat that had been placed at the centre of the room. The boy was sweating heavily and staring intently at Lara’s paint-covered breasts.
“Would you like to fuck these?” Lara asked him coyly, before pressing her breasts together and licking her left nipple
The student’s eyes widened and he nodded. Lara smiled invitingly and knelt down on the mat, before waving him forward with a beckoning finger. The student’s erect penis was just inches from her face. Lara grasped the shaft of his cock and tilted her head down so that she could lick his balls. The student groaned with pleasure, and Lara blushed with shame as she noticed his friends gathering around for a better view. Lara bathed the student’s balls in her saliva, and then licked her tongue up and down the underside of his penis. After jerking it several times with her hand, Lara reared up on her knees and dribbled a long line of saliva down onto his cock, before massaging it in with her hand.
The student’s cock was now slippery and glistening with saliva. Lara lowered her chin to her chest and drooled more wet saliva down between her breasts. Then she released her grip on the student’s cock and pressed her large breasts together, while licking her lips invitingly. The male student pushed his cock between Lara’s proud breasts and started thrusting up and down. Lara felt the friction of the cock sliding up and down between her wet cleavage. She dribbled more saliva down onto her chest, and pressed her breasts together until they completely enveloped his stiff shaft.
The student thrust his cock up and down between her breasts for almost a minute, and Lara could hear his breathing starting to quicken. Lara started bobbing her mouth down on his cock, each time the tip emerged from the deep valley of her cleavage. She swirled her tongue delicately over the tip, drawing more moans of pleasure from the sweating student. The student tried to hold on, but less than a minute later, cum started to erupt from his cock. The first spurt jetted against Lara’s chin, and the second spurt splattered in between her breasts. Lara wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, coaxing more eruptions of cum that coated her tongue and dribbled down her chin. When he finally finished, Lara’s chest and chin were splatter with gooey cum.
Lara looked down and saw that some of the body paint in between her breasts had rubbed off, making it look like she had a hole in her tank top. The students were all watching her expectantly. Despite her embarrassment, Lara made a point of scooping up some of the sticky cum deposited on her chin, before thrusting the finger into her mouth and licking it clean.
“Who’s next?” Lara asked wantonly.
Another student stepped forward, and Lara recognised him as the one she had told off for watching a degrading up-skirt video of her during one of her lectures. The student looked unusually tense, and Lara saw anger and resentment hidden beneath his gaze. That might prove troublesome, so Lara came up with a plan.
Martin had won second place in their epic game of rock-paper-scissors and stepped forward. He was filled with mixed emotions as he looked down at Lara’s naked body. Her painted-on clothes were really doing it for him, and he couldn’t wait to fuck his childhood idol; but the experience was being spoiled by his hurt feelings over how she had treated him. Lara looked up at him and seemed to recognise him. Without prompting, she bent forward and kissed his cock, before twirling her tongue pleasantly around the tip.
“I remember you: you’re that boy I told off for looking at that naughty video of me in class.” Lara said, as she stroked his cock and cupped his balls.
Martin felt his anger rise, but it was hard to concentrate on it while Lara’s delicate fingers were expertly working his cock and balls.
“I felt bad about that: you showing that video to all of your friends really turned me on; but I had to tell you off, in order to keep up appearances.” Lara explained.
“You… liked the video?” Martin asked incredulously, his shock cutting through his simmering anger.
Lara teasingly smacked his stiff cock against her cheek several times, before sucking on it again.
“I love the thought of all of you boys masturbating while you think of me. It makes me so hot…” Lara said, before opening her mouth and deep-throating Martin’s cock.
Martin gasped as Lara’s lips stretched open around the base of his cock. She held him in her throat for several seconds, before pulling back. A long rope of saliva connected the tip of Martin’s cock to Lara’s lips. Lara scooped up the drooping string of saliva with her hand, before indecently licking it from her palm.
“But you have to be more careful. I don’t like having to tell you off, but if you make it too obvious, I don’t have any choice.” Lara said, as she continued to stroke his cock.
Lara’s revelation caused Martin’s anger to evaporate like morning dew, leaving only desire and longing in its place.
“So…” Lara asked coyly, as she stroked his cock, “how do you want me?”
In that moment, Martin knew that he could have asked her for anything, and she’d do it, but in truth, all he really wanted was to feel his cock buried down Lara’s throat again.
“A deep-throat blowjob, and could you look at me while you do it?” Martin asked.
Martin watched mesmerised as Lara open her mouth and slid her lips down the shaft of his cock. He watched Lara’s slender throat expand around his cock, bulging outwards like a python swallowing a mouse. His eyes met hers, and her intense gaze was intoxicating: somehow submissive and yet challenging at the same time. He groaned loudly as Lara tongue flicked out against his balls. Her face started to turn red, but she held the position for another few seconds, before pulling back and taking in a large gulp of air.
“Good?” Lara asked him, gasping for breath.
Martin nodded. Lara’s beautiful smile was contagious, and he found himself grinning like an idiot, as Lara opened her mouth and pushed her face back down on his cock. Lara started bobbing her mouth up and down on his cock, forcing her throat to expand open around the tip at the apex of each thrust. She never broke eye contact, and Martin loved the soft gagging noises her throat made, each time his cock pushed inside it. Lara seemed to sense when he we was ready to cum, and pressed her mouth all the way down his shaft. As his cock was enveloped by the tight warmth of Lara’s throat, he moaned loudly and ejaculated.
Lara felt the cock buried in her throat begin to spasm. Moments later, she felt warm, gooey cum spurting straight down her throat and into her stomach. She held the cock in her throat for almost 30 seconds, milking every last drop of cum from it. She looked up into the student’s eyes and felt her face redden, both from the lack of oxygen and from the lustfulness of his gaze. When he finally finished cuming, Lara pulled back and took in a deep gasp of air. Ropes of cum mixed with saliva spilled from her lips and ran down her chin.
The student smiled happily and rubbed his slimy cock across Lara’s face. Lara never let any of her previous boyfriends do something that humiliating to her – well, except for Gordon – but she knew that she had to keep up her act. Lara forced a smile and pressed her face up into the student’s cock, allowing him to smear a sticky trail of cum all over her beautiful features. Despite her disgust, Lara could feel herself becoming sexually excited by her submissiveness.
“Who’s next?” Lara asked breathlessly.
The next student stepped forward.
“I’d just like… ordinary sex.” The boy said.
The other students snickered, but Lara ignored them and spoke to the blushing boy soothingly.
“You mean missionary?” Lara asked.
The boy nodded. Lara smiled reassuringly and lay back on the blue gym mat. She spread her legs wide open and gestured for the young student to climb between them. When he was in position, Lara reached down between her legs and guided the student’s cock inside her pussy. After all of the sex with Gordon’s monster cock, Lara’s pussy had no difficulty accommodating the student’s average-sized cock. The student groaned and placed his hands on either side of Lara’s head. He started ramming his cock in and out of Lara’s wet pussy. Lara wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper inside her. She reached up and looped her arms around his neck, caressing his shoulders and hair.
The boy leaned down to kiss her, but she stopped him with a firm hand on his chest. She didn’t know why, but kissing another man felt like she was cheating on Gordon. She found the thought ludicrous, since she was literally cheating on him by fucking these students, but she couldn’t shake off the idea.
“I think you’re forgetting your friend’s cum on my lips.” Lara said as an excuse.
The student blushed and nodded.
“But maybe I can do something else to make this memorable for you?” Lara suggested.
In an impressive display of flexibility, Lara slid her legs up over the student’s arms, so that the backs of her knees were resting on his shoulders.
“Try it now.” Lara suggested.
The student gave an experimental thrust, and grinned at the increased depth and friction that fucking her in this way, legs over shoulders, afforded him. He started pounding into Lara’s sopping wet pussy, his crotch making loud slapping noises at it bounced against her thighs. Lara saw movement out of the corner of her eye, and turned her head to see the other student’s staring at her intently, while Anjelica filmed her. Lara blushed, but returned her attention to the student between her legs.
“Just like that. Keep going.” Lara encouraged.
The student’s pace and intensity increased. It wouldn’t be long now, Lara thought. A minute later, the student stopped thrusting, and Lara felt him ejaculating inside her pussy. Lara clenched her pussy around his cock, milking the cum from him, until he finally collapsed forward on top of her.
“Good?” Lara asked.
The sweaty student nodded and gave her an exhausted smile. When he got up, Lara saw that more paint had been rubbed off from her crotch and inner thighs. It was like her painted-on clothing was slowly disintegrating around her.
“Who’s next?” Lara asked brightly, feigning eagerness.
Tom’s hands were shaking with excitement, but he tried to calm himself. He wanted to make sure he remembered every detail of what he was about to do.
“Can you get on all fours, so I can fuck your ass?” Tom asked.
Lara’s cheeks reddened at his request, but she immediately rolled over onto her hands and knees, and then looked back at him over her shoulder.
“You might need to let me suck your cock first to make it slippery enough.” Lara suggested.
“No need!” Anjelica said, reaching into her duffel bag and tossing Tom a bottle of lubricant.
“Thanks!” Tom said, pressing the tube against Lara’s asshole and covering it in lube.
Then he pushed the nozzle inside her tight sphincter and gave it another squirt, pumping lubricant directly into Lara’s ass. Finally, he squirted a generous amount of lubricant down onto his cock and rubbed it in. When he was finished, he lined up the tip of his cock with Lara’s ass. Even with the copious amount of lubricant, Tom expected that he would have to start slowly at first, pushing into Lara’s ass a few inches at a time, until her muscles relaxed enough to accommodate him. He was left completely speechless when her tight asshole expanded open around his cock and easily swallowed its entire length in one go.
“God damn!” Tom groaned, as he thrust balls deep inside Lara’s ass.
He pulled back and watched as Lara’s pretty asshole distended outwards slightly, as it tried to grip his shaft. When the tip of his cock finally pulled free, her asshole gaped open for a moment, before squeezing shut again. Tom thrust forward more slowly this time, watching Lara’s tight sphincter push inwards, before stretching open around the tip of his cock. He pushed in deeper, sliding the entire length of his cock inside Lara’s asshole, until his balls were slapping against her crotch. The feeling of tightness and warmth that enveloped his cock was wonderful. He looked down at Lara’s heart shaped ass, watching with rapt fascination as his cock slid in and out between her tight round butt cheeks. It was everything he’d ever wanted; well, almost everything…
“Could we do ass to mouth?” Tom asked hopefully.
“Whatever you want.” Lara answered.
Tom pulled out of Lara’s ass with a pop, and then walked around in front of her. Lara wrapped her fingers around it and jerked it up and down several times, before opening her mouth and sliding it between her lips. She bobbed her mouth up and down on his cock, and then pulled back so that she could lick the tip with her tongue. Tom grinned and walked back around behind Lara. He knelt down and spread Lara’s perfect ass cheeks apart, admiring the tight star of her anus – well, slightly less tight now, Tom thought, grinning at his private joke! He lined up his cock and thrust back inside the inviting warmth of Lara’s yielding ass.
Tom thrust in and out of Lara’s stretched asshole, and then reached around and grabbed hold of her large swinging breasts, squeezing and molesting them as he rammed her from behind. Lara started to grunt beneath him, and Tom increased the pace of his thrusts. He fucked her ass like that for a full minute, before pulling out again. He switched ends and waited while Lara licked and sucked on his cock, straight from her own asshole. Then he walked back around behind her, and impaled her ass once again. He could feel an orgasm building within him, and he knew he was about to ejaculate. The question was, did he want to cum in her mouth or in her ass?
Before he’d had a chance to consider the pros and cons of either, he felt his balls start to tighten. A moment later, he felt his cock explode deep inside Lara’s ass. He emptied his balls inside her rectum, filling Lara’s ass with his warm cum. When he finally pulled out, he was surprised to find that his cock was still hard; but then remembered the Viagra pill that he had swallowed and smiled.
“Thanks, Lara.” Tom said breathlessly.
His beautiful idol smiled and crawled around to face him.
“Here, let me clean you off.” Lara said, reaching up and licking his cock clean of her juices.
Tom was in heaven.
Lara tasted the familiar musky odour of her own asshole on the cock in her mouth. She found it strange that taste no longer disgusted her. On the contrary, in a strange way, ass to mouth reminded her of Gordon, and was therefore comforting. Lara licked the student’s cock clean and then turned to the last two boys.
“Which of you is next?” Lara asked.
“Actually, we’d like to try double penetration.” One of the students said.
“Are you sure you don’t want to have a turn on your own first? After all, there’s no rush.” Lara suggested.
She had been trying to tire the boys out individually first, to limit the amount of time she’d spend being gangbanged, but the last two students were having none of it.
“No, a DP is what we really want.” The second student insisted.
“Ok. So, who gets which hole?” Lara asked.
Lara watched in disbelief as the two students resumed their adolescent game of rock-paper-scissors to decide the matter. Lara almost laughed at the absurdity of the situation. Here she was, a wealthy Countess and world famous archaeologist, waiting naked on her knees, while two teenagers had a game of rock-paper-scissors to decide which of them would be fucking her in the ass. When the best-of-3 game was finally over, the first student lay down on the blue gym mat. Lara straddled his stomach and then lowered her pussy down onto his cock until she was fully impaled.
The second student applied lubricant to his cock and then thrust himself inside Lara’s asshole. Lara’s slippery, well-used asshole offered no resistance, and he was able to penetrate her without difficulty. The student beneath her grabbed hold of Lara’s hourglass hips and thrust upwards between her legs, while the other student pulled on Lara’s breasts and impaled her ass. Lara bucked and moaned, as she was impaled between their two cocks. There’s nothing quite like being double penetrated, Lara thought, as the two cocks fucked both of her nether holes at the same time. She could feel her wet pussy juices starting to leak down her inner thighs. She could feel an orgasm building inside of her, as the two cocks rubbed against each other through the sensitive wall separating her pussy and ass.
Lara blushed suddenly, as she imagined what her rich society friends back in England would say if they could see her now, being double penetrated by two teenaged students, while their friends watched. She imagined the cruel names they would call her, as they gossiped about her behind closed doors. Even worse, they would tell their butlers and servants about it – in supposed confidence, of course – who would then spread the indecent rumours about the town, so that all of the common folk heard about it too. Mary Bucksomby was the worst of them: Lara’s former high school rival, Mary had always been jealous of her and took every opportunity to try and humiliate her. Mary wouldn’t be able to resist telling all of her friends about Lara’s slutty exploits, and then telling all of Lara’s friends about them as well.
Lara shivered and started to cum. Her orgasm was intense, and she collapsed forward onto the student beneath her. She was dimly aware of the two students continuing to piston their cocks in and out of her pussy and asshole, but she was lost in a fog of her own pleasure. When the tremors of her orgasm finally subsided, Lara felt the student fucking her ass shoot his cum deep inside her bowels. He pulled out of her asshole, and Lara placed her hands on the chest of the student between her legs. She started pounding her pussy up and down on his cock, riding him hard. The student came less than a minute later, spurting his cum against the back of her pussy. Lara lifted herself off him, and allowed him to slide out from beneath her.
“Why don’t you boys see if you can all fuck her at the same time?” Anjelica suggested, focusing her camera on Lara’s face.
Lara forced a smile, but she became concerned when she heard the boys quietly discussing their next move amongst themselves. She distinctly heard the phrase “double anal” mentioned, and blushed at the implication.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to just spit roast me instead?” Lara said optimistically, wiggling her ass suggestively.
“Come-on, Lara! It’ll be fun!” The students insisted.
Fun for whom, Lara wondered sceptically? One of the students slid between her legs, and gripped Lara’s hips. Lara allowed herself to be pulled down into his cock, until her pussy was completely impaled. A second student moved up behind her and thrust inside her well-used ass. Then a third student stepped over him and squatted down between them. Lara groaned as she felt a second cock pressing against her asshole, above the cock already lodged inside. Lara’s stretched asshole resisted momentarily and then bulged inwards, before expanding to accommodate the second cock. It slid into her asshole above the first cock, double penetrating her ass. A fourth student moved forward and pushed his cock inside Lara’s mouth, while the last two grabbed Lara’s hands and forced them to grasp their stiff cocks.
Anjelica watched the spectacle with barely contained excitement, as Lara was simultaneously fucked by the six students. She circled around the debauched scene, making sure to record Lara’s humiliation from every angle. She zoomed in on the two cocks sliding in and out of Lara’s stretched asshole. Then she panned the camera upwards to see Lara’s blushing face staring out from between the cock in her mouth and the two cocks she was jerking off on either side of her head. Anjelica focused the camera on Lara’s throat, watching as it expanded noticeably each time the student’s cock pushed inside it. Lara’s lips were stretched wide open around the shaft, and saliva was drooling down her chin. Lara’s body was dripping with sweat, and it left streaks of body paint smudging down her stomach, back and thighs.
Anjelica had secretly been overjoyed when Lara had asked to renegotiate their deal. For some reason, dominating the sophisticated older woman had become extremely addictive, and Anjelica now realised that she wasn’t ready to give that thrill up. Anjelica had so many naughty ideas she wanted to try out on Lara – ideas that she would never dream of trying herself. Anjelica had been pondering why she had become so obsessed with Lara Croft. Although Lara was undeniably beautiful, Anjelica knew that she wasn’t a lesbian, so that wasn’t it. Maybe she was secretly living vicariously through Lara? That was as close to a personal revelation as Anjelica got, before she was distracted by the students switching positions.
At some unseen signal, the male students tired of their current positions and decided to switch things up. The two students being jerked off by Lara lay down facing each other, with their legs intertwined and their cocks pressed together. Lara staggered to her feet and allowed herself to be led towards their waiting twined cocks. They positioned her so that she was facing away from the two students at a 90 degree angle. She didn’t resist when she felt their hands lowering her down onto their twinned cocks. A moment later she grunted as she felt her asshole once again being impaled by two cocks at the same time. This time the sensation was subtlety different: before the two cocks had been stacked vertically inside her anus, but now they were side by side.
Lara leaned back, supporting her upper body with her hands, as a third student knelt down in front of her and pressed his cock inside her pussy. Lara moaned at the pleasurable experience of her holes being so tight and full at the same time. Then a fourth student straddled her stomach and placed his cock above the one in her pussy. Lara made eye contact with the student and shook her head pleadingly. He just grinned and pushed forward.
“Fuuuuuckkkk!” Lara cried out, as her pussy was stretched open wider, and a second cock slid inside above the first.
Lara now had two cocks in her pussy and two in her ass, and the boys hadn’t even finished yet. A fifth student straddled Lara’s chest and grabbed hold of her large round breasts, pressing them together so that he could thrust his cock in between them. The last student approached Lara from behind and forced her head backwards, so that her face was upside down and her mouth was directly lined up with her throat. Without any preamble, he shoved his cock roughly between Lara’s lips and straight down her throat. Lara gagged as her throat expanded around the tip of his cock, while his balls slapped lewdly against her nose.
The six students started brutally fucking her in this uncomfortable, contorted position. Their hands held Lara firmly in place as they violated every orifice of her body, stretching her ass, pussy and throat to their limits. Lara felt completely helpless, and all she could so was gag and moan, as she was sandwiched between their cocks. Having already cum once that afternoon, the six students managed to last much longer this time, much to Lara’s discomfort. Lara moaned around the cock in her throat, as the four cocks in her pussy and ass rubbed against each other through the sensitive flesh separating her stretched holes. Just when she believed she couldn’t take it anymore, one of the students fucking her pussy ejaculated and pulled out of her.
The student fucking her face came next. His cum spurted straight down Lara’s throat, and she had no choice but to swallow it all. When he pulled out, Lara coughed and gasped for air, as saliva and cum frothed from her mouth and down her face. A minute later, one of the students fucking her asshole came and pulled out. The remaining students switched their positions slightly. The student still fucking her pussy pulled her forward on top of him. As Lara collapsed forward, the student behind her climbed up to his haunches and started furiously fucking her gaping asshole. Her once tight asshole had been stretched open so wide by the double penetration that the single cock fucking it was only barely touching the sides.
The student fucking Lara’s breasts pulled his cock out from deep valley of her cleavage and shoved it into her mouth. He held tightly onto either side of Lara’s head and started fucking her mouth like it was a pussy. Lara bucked and writhed between the students’ sweaty bodies, as she once again became the soft, yielding filling for their degrading sex sandwich. The only sounds that could be heard inside the large toilet block were the slapping of their balls against her naked skin, and her own wanton moans. Finally, the student fucking her face ejaculated down her throat. Lara gulped down his cum and was then able to breathe freely again. Next, the student between her legs came, spraying the inside of her pussy with his cum. Last to cum was the student fucking her stretched asshole. He spurted his gooey cum deep inside of her ass and then pulled out.
Lara blushed deeply, as she felt his cum immediately slide out of her gaping asshole and trickle down her inner thigh. Lara looked down at herself and saw that more of her body paint had rubbed off. The front and back of her painted-on brown shorts had been entirely rubbed away, and her sweat had caused black streaks of paint to run down her legs from her painted-on black thigh holsters. The paint on her breasts was also gone, making it appear as though someone had ripped off the front of her painted-on tank top. Anjelica circled around and filmed Lara’s humiliating condition, smiling cheerfully as she did so.
Lara hoped that this would be the end of her gangbang, but when she looked up at the six students, she saw that they were all still painfully erect. Lara glared angrily at Anjelica, silently cursing her for giving the students those Viagra tablets. Anjelica saw her scowling face and just grinned back at her.
“Can we go again?” One of the students asked hopefully.
Anjelica watched Lara nod with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. For the next hour, Anjelica recorded Lara getting spit-roasted, double penetrated and even triple penetrated by the students. She zoomed in on Lara’s despairing face and knew that she would masturbate long and hard watching this video. Anjelica panned the camera over Lara’s naked, abused body. Most of her elaborate body paint had either been smeared or rubbed off entirely, and there was cum plastered across her thighs, chest and face. Lara’s once tight holes had been so thoroughly stretched and used that they were gaping permanently open.
At one point, Anjelica had the students halt their activities so she could film between Lara’s legs. She looked through the viewfinder and was able to see Lara’s tiny cervix staring out from within her gaping pussy. She could see even deeper inside Lara’s dark, gaping asshole, which was now permanently leaking cum down her inner thighs. All of the students had stopped fucking Lara and now surrounded her, while furiously jerking their cocks. At Anjelica’s suggestion, they had refrained from cuming again, so that they could reward Lara with a big finish: a bukakke!
Anjelica focused the camera on Lara’s dishevelled, exhausted face, as she waited on her knees for the boys to finish. Anjelica was actually kind of impressed that they had any cum left in their balls, although it still took them almost 10 minutes of masturbating to muster enough energy to ejaculate one last time. Lara knelt stoically on her knees, with her eyes closed and her beautiful face tilted up to the sky. One by one, the student’s ejaculated over her face, plastering her features with their sticky cum. When they were finally finished, Anjelica moved forward to record their handiwork: Lara’s long silky hair had been transformed into a matted, cum-streaked mess; gooey cum was splattered across her beautiful face, and sticky ropes of cum crisscrossed her cheeks, nose and forehead; excess cum dripped down her chin and flowed down the deep valley between her breasts; while more cum trickled from her stretched open pussy and ass, and flowed down her thighs onto the padded mat beneath her.
Lara felt completely disgusting and humiliated, although she also experienced and odd feeling of sexual satisfaction that she found too disturbing to dwell upon. The students’ cocks had finally gone limp and the gangbang was finally over. With no running water in the toilet worksite, Anjelica helpfully offered the students Lara’s trench coat to wipe their cocks clean with. Lara was too exhausted to argue, and waited while the student’s cleaned themselves and dressed.
“Thanks, Lara.” Each of them said, as they filed past her.
“Can we see you again sometime?” The student from her archaeology class asked hopefully.
Lara prayed that they wouldn’t; but for all she knew, Anjelica planned to give her to them every weekend for the rest of the semester. Despite this, she shook her head, hoping that the next words she uttered would be a self-fulfilling prophesy.
“I’m afraid not. I’m going to try and be good from now on.” Lara said.
The boy looked disappointed, but nodded and thanked her anyway, before exiting the toilet.
“Well played.” Anjelica said to her, once they were alone.
“You’re sure none of them will talk about this?” Lara asked.
“Trust me. With the photos I took of them, they wouldn’t dare.” Anjelica said.
Lara prayed that she was right.
“Well, we’d better get back to the sex shop. Here you go.” Anjelica said, handing Lara the damp, cum-stained trench coat.
With a resigned sigh, Lara used it to wipe the excess cum from her face and hair, and then pulled it over her shoulders. She shivered as she felt the wet patches of the garment clinging to her naked skin, and she tried to ignore the strong smell of semen emanating from it. Lara buttoned up the damp, cum-stained trench coat and followed Anjelica outside to her waiting car, while silently praying that she didn’t run into anyone she knew.
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