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I'm finally out of Summer School...almost. I just finished up my last day of classes, and my last time being shared by both my teachers. (At least until this fall. They both let me know that we weren't done yet. Ugh.) Also, neither one of them is able to take me home today so I've got to text Mom to come and get me! Just... Where's my phone? I'm digging in my purse, but I don't see it. Did it fall out? I mean we did get a little crazy back there but... Dammit! Only one way to find out.

I head back to the little room between the classrooms and run into the Janitor. He's a Pig Guy with a broken tusk, nose ring, and a ton of tattoos. He's wearing a grey set of coveralls with thick soled rubber boots, pushing a filthy mop bucket out of the workroom. He gives me a nasty look. "You ain't supposed to be here. School's out. Go home!"

I flash a warm smile at him, to no effect. "I was doing some extra credit in the workroom, and I think I left my phone in there. Can I go check?" With an irritated snort he steps out of the way. I look all over the room but don't see my phone. What the hell? It has to be here! I see the Janitor leaning against the doorframe, watching me with his dark, little eyes. "Have you seen a phone in here?"

"Yep," he says with a grin.

"Okay," I hold out my hand, "Can I have it back?"

"Nope," he shakes his head. "But you can earn it." My stomach drops. Seriously? I just got through being double teamed by a Jackalope man and a Dogman. I'm tired and I'm sore and I just want to go home. I try to make a deal.

"Can't you just give it to me?" I plead. "You have no idea what I've already been through this afternoon."

"Oh, I know," he chuckles. "I've been cleaning up after the three of you every, fucking day. Way I see it, if you can put out for a passing grade, you can put out to get your phone back." He dangles my phone in front of me, snatching it away when I grab for it.

"C'mon, I just want to go home!"

"So do I," he says, "but I'm in here wiping away the evidence instead." He rubs his chins in thought, a wicked gleam in his eye. "Tell you what. You swallow every drop of my load, and I'll give you your phone back. Spill any of it, and I get to do whatever I want to that pussy, then YOU clean up the mess. What do you say?"

No way in hell is what I start to say. He's crazy! I'm not even into Beastguys! I need my phone though, so I reluctantly agree. Considering how much dick I've sucked since moving here, I've learned to swallow massive loads. This should be an easy bet to win. He walks over to the teacher's desk and sits on the edge. I follow, kneeling in front of him. This close I'm nearly overwhelmed by his musty smell and the odor of cleaning products. He unbuttons the front of his coveralls, pulling out a thick, spiraling cock long as my forearm. I just stare at it, wondering if I should fail on purpose so he'll... NO! I'm only doing this to get my phone back! I'm not screwing the janitor, no matter how big his dick is. (Uh, and cause I'm not into it!)

I stroke him slowly, sliding a hand into his suit and pulling out balls the size of apples. Holding my breath, I kiss them and tease them with my tongue. Once he's hard I slide my tongue along his spiraling shaft to the tip then take it as deep into my throat as I can. He grunts deeply, legs jerking while I bob my head on his thick cock and massage his heavy balls. "Shit," he grunts, "Take your time, Girl. Unless you just want me to destroy that pussy right now?" As if! He's getting a blowjob, period, and should consider himself lucky to get that! I keep up the rhythm, sucking my cheeks hollow while my tongue dances on his twisted pole. His knuckles are white, gripping the desktop so hard it creaks. He isn't going to last much longer. Just one more mouthful and I can go home. "Oh... FUCK!" He squeals. "Hope you're ready cause here it...FUCK!" The huge balls draw up, his corkscrew dick stiffens even more, and the first shot of his thick load hits my tonsils.

I swallow, and swallow...and swallow some more! He's still cumming! I swallow until I can't take anymore, belly swollen with his hot spunk. It fills my mouth, threatening to spill down my chin. I try to pull away, but he holds me in place. "No, no, no, Girly," he chides, "I'm not even close to being done feeding you yet" There's no way I can get loose, he's a lot stronger than me. I fumble around managing to grab the trash can and put it under me just in time. Squealing around his twitching rod while a waterfall of jizz runs out of my mouth. He grunts, and squeals, sending spurt after spurt into my mouth for FIFTEEN MINUTES! As soon as he lets go, I fall back on my ass, spitting and cussing. "First time with a Gullinbursti?" He laughs. "We orgasm for up to a half hour at a time." He kicks over the trash can, spilling cum on the floor. "Now you got something to clean up when I'm done with that pussy," he sneers." He pats the desktop, "On your back, I'm tired of waiting."

I glare at him but comply. I did lose the bet after all. He strips as well, revealing pierced nipples and a belly tattoo that reads "The Other White Meat" in Old English lettering complete with arrow pointing to his dick. I cannot believe I'm going to do this. If he didn't have such a big cock... My Phone... didn't have my phone I would never let him fuck me. He spreads my legs, guiding his already hard cock between my velvet curtains. The spirals along his shaft sending little shocks of pleasure through me. I've never felt anything like it before. He leans forward, and I try to wrap my legs around his rotund body. This close I can smell his cheap body spray more than anything else. It makes me miss the cleaning chemicals smell from earlier. He thrusts deep into my aching pussy, making me gasp with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Ooooh," I moan, "Take it easy. You're not the first guy to screw me today." I pull on his nipple rings, making him groan. "The other two were a little rough."

He chuckles. "You ain't seen rough, Girly. You should come around to my house when my brothers are in town. Ten boars lined up to take you in every hole you got..." (Uh, No.) He slams his dick in to the balls, making me gasp. "Guaranteed you'd leave there with a belly full of piglets." He leans in close, licking my neck, biting my earlobe before moving down to my stiff nipples. The slapping of his balls against my ass fill the room as he finds a steady rhythm. Despite the smell I can feel the fire starting to burn in my core again. The spiraling cock is hitting me in places I've never been touched before. It's so thick, it's almost uncomfortable, opening me up wider than either of my teachers have today. I give in to the raw sensations flooding me, raising up to bite his nipples, making him squeal. The fire is an inferno now, threatening to consume me completely. He pounds his curly prick into me, and I groan my complete surrender to it. The fire in my belly explodes, making my pussy clench, then squirt around his swirled dick. To my surprise he pulls out. "Roll over," he commands.

I lay on my stomach across the desk, presenting myself to him. He steps up and squares himself behind me. He drives it in to the balls with one stroke making me scream with wild abandon, the echoes bouncing through the empty building. Strong hands grip my shoulder and pull my hair while my sex is filled with his animal-like cock. Clinging to the desktop, jaws clenched against the roaring lust filling my soul I feel another orgasm building inside me. He's got to be close himself. How long can he keep this up? "Oh, Yeah," he grunts. "You're taking it like you were born for it." Gripping my hips, he starts hitting me with long, body rattling thrusts that make me squeal. "Ain't no human ever gonna make you cum like I do." He keeps talking but I'm not listening, lost in the waves of pleasure rolling through my quivering body. I push sweat slick hair out of my eyes, lick my salty lips and bite them while he continues to violate my willing flesh.

My thighs are slick with my juices when he pulls out once more. Before I know it, he's got me on my back, on the floor pinned in a mating press. He's fucking me like he owns me, quick, powerful thrusts that rattle my brains. I lose all ability to speak, reduced to grunts and unintelligible noises. I rake my fingers down his thick torso, pull his nipple rings with my teeth, buck against his corkscrewing cock pounding into me. "Fuck! You want me to cum, Girly?" He grabs my hair, forcing me to look him in the eye. "Want me to fill that little pussy with my giant load? Huh?" He yanks, making me yell. "Do ya?" I nod, unable to form words as another supernova explodes between my legs. My clenching twat grips his rod tight, getting filled with his thick, hot wad. It twitches, the spirals prolonging my orgasm until I think my brain is going to melt. It's another fifteen minutes before he spends himself completely in me and his spurting rod manages to give me one more orgasm before he pulls out.

I've barely caught my breath before he's thrusting a mop into my hands. "You know the drill." I stare at him in shock. Does he really think I'm going to clean this up? I start to protest, but he cuts me off with a wave. "That was the bet, and I want it spotless." I don't have a come back for that, so I get to work.

It takes forever to clean everything up, naked, while he stands there making pervy comments the whole time. Then when I'm about done he jacks off and creates a new mess. I'm cussing him by the time I get dressed. I snatch my phone from his thick fingers and storm out. Mom finally picks up after the third call. "Hey," I try and sound cheerful, "I need you to come get me at school. My teachers can't bring me home."

"Uh," she says slowly. "I can't, Zophie. Uh, Kevin and the boys have me tied up right now."

"Well, can't you get away? It won't take long to come and get me." I know I'm whining but I don't care.

"No," she says slowly, "They have me tied up."

Is she saying... OH! OH, That's...THAT'S... I shiver as the realization hits me. "I'll find another way home," I squeal while ending the call. Wayne doesn't answer when I call, neither do his parents. Crap! I'm about ready to walk when I feel a tap on the shoulder. I roll my eyes, knowing who it is.

"I can give you a ride," the Janitor grins. "My van is right over there." It's a windowless wreck that's least 20 years old with a portrait of a well muscled boar barbarian with human women clinging to his powerful legs. I recognize the face, and tattoos of the barbarian easily. (One of the women kinda looks like Mom, but it couldn't be...could it?) "Of course, like Daddy taught me, nobody rides for free."

I stare ineffectual daggers at him, before sighing in resignation. "Let me guess, air mattress in the back."

He chuckles, "No, I got an actual one back there. Only the best for my women."