Heyyo, my awesome patrons! Here's a little bonus storyfor y'all! I got inspired to write this after seeing a twitter post from papa.BATESZ on Twitter. So, if you're a Life is Strange fan, then you'll hopefully enjoy this little smutty story. It's short and to the point, so shouldn't take anyone too long to read. I've been a fan of this franchise for a while now and I haven't played the OG game in forever. Max was an awkward cutie and Chloe (though sort of annoying) was a badass hottie. Same goes for Rachel.
Also, I see that Into the Infinite Darkness will probably win the poll. So I'll make a character one to see who y'all want me to focus on.
Anyhoo, enjoy the bonus story!
Just a heads up, I’ll be changing Blackwell Academy to a college rather than a regular high school.
Disclaimer: All characters who partake in lewd or sexual acts are over the age of consent.
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Blackwell Academy – Professor Kellum’s Office
“Come on, Kellum! This is bullshit!”
“That’s Professor Kellum, Ms. Price. I also take Professor Luke, Professor K, or Professor Handsome. And do try to keep the bad language, as well as your voice, to a minimum. I’m nursing a bad hangover right now.” Luke rubbed his temples, fighting the urge to roll his eyes, as he drolly stared at the infuriated azure-haired rebel in front of him. Class had been let out ten minutes ago and Chloe was still trying to convince him to raise her latest failure of a paper. It wasn’t just her sadly. The queen of the school, Rachel Amber, had been her partner, a tragedy on her part, and was pouting at him, like that would somehow change his mind.
Behind the two was their shy, introverted third member of their posse, Max Caufield, who was having trouble with how to convince her best friend to relax. “Come on, Chloe. Try to be reasonable. Maybe your subject was just…” She looked to the floor, her freckled cheeks turning bright red. “…wasn’t very classroom appropriate?”
“Tch, its science, Max! Semen is a part of biology. Biology is taught at our school. Henceforth, we deserve better than a fucking F!” Chloe slammed their paper titled, “Semen – A Good Source of Protein,” on her professor’s desk. “Rachel and I spent all last night writing this damn thing!”
Luke stared boringly at the foul-mouthed girl, his blonde hair glistening from the sunlight beaming from the tiny upper window behind his desk. All he had wanted to do was enjoy his turkey sandwich on rye without anybody bothering him. It was bad enough that there was Victoria, Blackwell Academy’s resident suck-up, to deal with, but now there were more annoyances to contend with. Well, minus Ms. Caufield. While she was dreadfully quiet in his class, her papers were always an interest to read through, as her last one concerning Chaos Theory was a thrill to read. “Look, aside from you literally admitting to me that you bullshitted this paper the prior night, I offer at least one redo on whatever paper you want for the semester. So if you two want to try again-”
“Would I be able to choose another partner?” Rachel finally spoke up, which earned her a shocked, angry expression from Chloe.
“Whoa, hella uncool! I do have feelings, y’know!”
“Since when?” This time Max was the one to offer a snarky comment.
“Et tu, Maxin…us?”
“So you can quote Shakespeare, but you can’t come up with a better thesis than, ‘Semen tastes gross, like vegetables, therefore it must be good for your body?’” Professor Kellum asked, his already thin patience beginning to wane.
“Hey, not my fault I’m friends with a film nerd and a drama geek.” Chloe shrugged.
“HEY!” Max and Rachel shouted in unison.
“Hangover. I repeat, no loud noises.” Luke grumbled as he went back to rubbing his temples.
Rachel pulled Chloe by her white, midriff tank-top towards her, whispering, “Look, there’s no way he’s going to just give us a higher grade. We have no choice. We’ve got to initiate…Plan B.”
“You sure?” Chloe whispered back. “Like for real? I thought you were joking.”
Rachel shrugged. “I was at first, but eh, he’s cute. I wouldn’t mind taking one for the team.”
“…Do they know that I can hear them?” Professor Kellum turned towards an embarrassed Max, who was trying not to facepalm at this very moment.
“…Sometimes I wonder if they can even hear me.” Max replied sarcastically.
Finally having reached his limit, Luke began to open his mouth to tell the three women to leave his office when Rachel carelessly knocked over his mug full of loose pens and pencils. He saw it fall in front of his desk and was about to get up to retrieve it before the blonde girl quickly got to her knees and seemed to already be picking them up. Little did he realize her true intentions. “Look, you two have made your case, miserably I might add, but I only have twenty minutes to eat my, now ludicrously cold, sandwich. So, if you three could please just-”
Zip
The sound of a zipper being pulled down, or up, echoed inside Professor Kellum’s tiny office space. Only Luke and Max seemed to be confused, or at least the meek hipster was until she made eye contact with her smug looking rebellious comrade. “Chloe, I hate that look. Please stop doing the look.”
“Oh, I’m doing the look.” Chloe, who was now staring at her professor innocently, falsely of course, as her she puffed out her busty chest towards him. She reached into her back pocket and pulled something out of it, nestling it between her index and middle finger. Using that same hand, the blue-haired punk pointed down at her and Rachel’s paper, a pink latex condom wrapper snuggled within her fingers, coyly remarking, “I think the professor just needs to see some scientific research in action. Maybe then he’ll change his tune.”
“W-What are you-H-RGH?!” Luke’s body jerked and looked down to see Rachel on her knees, saucily smirking upwards at him, with his flaccid cock in the literal palm of her hand. “Okay, whatever this is, it needs to end. NOW!” This could get him fired. Blacklisted from every other college in the states if he didn’t play his cards right. It was clear what these two girls intended to do. He didn’t need a Ph.D to see that they meant to use their bodies to change his mind. The only real question was would their temptations trump his reasoning.
This wasn’t the first time he’d been offered a sexual proposition by his female students. Victoria Chase for example had asked him point-blank numerous times if sex would mean the difference between an A and an A+. Luke of course turned her down every single time, knowing what the consequences would be if they were ever discovered. But, ashamed as he was to admit it, these two, the rebellious punk and the perfect prima donna, were quite the eye-catching duo and his body seemed to be swaying in their favor. He looked to Max, figuring that she’d be the voice of reason in this sordid scenario.
“Seriously, Chloe? Rachel? You know I had a crush on him first.” Max grumbled, rubbing her arm as she looked off to the side.
Well, that plan was a bust. His pride did get a small boost in knowing that the cute, geeky girl had a crush on him. There wasn’t much of an age gap between them, being only 2 years their senior, but the cons outweighed the benefits if anybody ever caught wind of him sexually fraternizing with his students. Luke wanted to say something, anything, his mouth flapping open and closed like a fish, as he stared down at Rachel Amber kissing his cock gently, while her eyes drilled into his very soul. Instead, he remained silent, somehow the blowjob managing to nurse his head-pounding hangover. “Oh, I am so fuuuuuuuucked…”
“Not yet you’re not.” Chloe grinned as she walked over towards the door, fastening the lock before pulling off her white top. “Quit drooling, Max, and mind the door. The last thing I need is Professor Wells marching on here, or worse, my stupid step-douche.” Her bare bosom in plain view, jiggling with every step, she grabbed one of Professor Kellum’s hands and plopped it on top of her right juicy tit. “That’s it, Professor K, feel as much as you like. Just know that every grope raised one percentage of our grade. Oooooo~, that’s five points already!”
Luke couldn’t help but marvel at the rebel’s gloriously round rack as he fondled her breast. He felt Rachel bobbing her head slowly between his legs, her tongue tickling the veins around his shaft, while her hand caressed his scrotum. ‘I swear, of all the times for Principal Wells to barge into my office, this better not be one of them.’ Resting his free hand on top of Rachel’s head as she sucked him off, Luke turned his attention back to Chloe’s boob, tickling her nipple with his fingertip. The rebel squirmed a bit, making him grin, and kept at it, listening as she moaned softly with every vivacious flick. “You’re dripping on my floor, Ms. Price.”
“Wha-” Chloe guffawed, noticing the trail of juices flowing down from her booty shorts onto the ground. Unbuckling the shorts, she shimmied out of them and kicked them away, revealing a cute pair of panties with a deer insignia on the crotch inseam. “Don’t say a fucking word.” She warned her professor with a mean glare. “These aren’t mine. I’m just borrowing them from a friend.”
“Well whose-”
“Whoa, is that my underwear?! Chloe, I’ve been looking for that specific pair for a month!” Max growled.
“Ah…well that makes sense.” Luke nodded.
“Wh-What’s that supposed to mean?!” The nerdy introvert asked, twiddling her index fingertips together anxiously.
Amused by the adorable sight, Luke calmed her nerves by saying, “I just mean that, oh fuck that’s good Rachel, you’re a fucking pro…t-that a cute pair of underwear like that suits a beautiful girl like you, Max.” Though his words came from an honest perspective, seeing as how one of her friends was currently slurping up inches of his cock, he didn’t know if Max would react favorably to his-
“R-Really!? You think so? That’s great!” Max responded as her entire face flushed to the core from her teacher’s words. She squirmed joyfully, fiddling with her hair restlessly, and moved closer to Professor Kellum. Her eyes looked into his, shifting back and forth from him to the floor, as she asked, “I-I have a pair on right now. I-I-If you’d like to see them.”
Surprised by her meekish friend’s bold initiative, Chloe smirked towards Max, motioning for her to take off her jeans. “Go on, Super Max, show him the goods.” As her freckled friend was finding the courage to unbutton her jeans, the rebel gave her a hearty spank on her ass, causing Max to utter out a flustered squeal. “Oh, that was a good one. I really felt the impact on that slap!”
“Yeah…so did I…” Max grumbled, rubbing the sore cheek, and turned towards Professor Kellum another pair of her adorable underwear. This one had a deerling in a chibi-style with a cheery smile drawn on. “Cute, right? Rachel bought me these ones last month. Thanks again, Rach!”
“Yrmph wlecumph!” Rachel answered, though her mouth was still chockful of dick. ‘He’s bigger than I thought he’d be. Making my jaw really sore, but I can do this. The last thing I need is another stupid lecture from my dad about responsibility and crud.’ Although if her father could see her now, blowing her professor in broad daylight along with her two best friends, she doubted the man had any stern lecture for something like this. That thought made her laugh, accidentally swallowing a bit more of Professor Kellum’s cock, and made her choke a bit as she spat out his erection.
“Whoa, shit, are you alright, Rachel!?” Chloe kneeled down to check on the blonde, giving her professor an incredulous stare from him still groping her busty chest. “Seriously?”
Luke shrugged in reply, squeezing her breast several more times. “That’s six extra percentage points.”
Rachel, her coughs finally ceasing, gave her rebellious partner-in-crime a thumbs up. “I’m *cough* I-I’m good. Let’s switch now.” Quickly, she got up and traded places with Chloe, watching as the blue-haired girl swiftly enveloped their professor’s shaft with her ample breasts. “There ya go, Chloe. Use those bimbo-sized knockers to get us that A!”
“Fuck you. Somebody’s just jealous that they still wear a C-cup.” Chloe shot back snidely. “Damn, porn stars make this look so much easier than it actually is.” She grumbled as she struggled to neatly wrap her tits around Professor Kellum’s erect penis. “Yo, Max, you’ve got tiny hands, help me stuff our teacher’s dick between my tits.”
“WHA-!?” Max squealed as her mouth quickly became covered by Rachel’s hands to stop her voice from reaching the hallway outside. “Somrphy…” She gave out a muffled apology. Peeling away Rachel’s hands, she joined her childhood friend on the floor, gulping at the sheer, immense size of Professor Kellum’s penis. “F-Fuck…I-I mean…no, I think that aptly describes what I’m feeling right now.”
“Max, would you stop drooling and just help me? Lunch ends in ten minutes!” Chloe barked at her salivating geek of a friend, waiting as Max’s hands slowly reached over towards Professor Kellum’s dick. “That’s a good girl, grab it. There, that’s it. Now just help me-oooo-slide this bad boy deeper so I can wrap it snugly around my-damn, I can feel it thumping against my tits! Kinda feels like a heartbeat, here feel it, Max!” She grabbed Max’s hand and stuck it between her breasts as it touched the erection that was currently pulsating against her. “Pretty hot, huh?”
“V-Very.” Max agreed with a nod. Her face then contorted in surprise at something sticky rubbing against her fingers. “Ewwwwwwww.” She murmured, stealing her hand away and saw the precum glued to her hand. The first reaction that came to mind was disgust, but after realizing that this was Professor Kellum’s semen…she ferociously began lapping it up before it could fall off her palm.
“Mmm, I do so love to see a horny Max.” Rachel giggled seductively, sticking a hand underneath the freckled girl’s panties, and felt her pubes as she made her way towards Max’s clit. “Are you getting off on your professor titfucking your best friend? Or should I say, breast friend?”
“Oh kill me now…” Chloe whispered, focusing on sliding her tits up and down Professor Kellum’s engorged cock. Noticing a globule of precum oozing out of his tip, she hastily sucked it up, gulping it down in one fell swoop. “Mmmm, now that’s good protein.” She winked towards her deadpanning professor.
Professor Kellum sighed, shaking his head. Instead of deigning to give the rebel a response, he chose to grab the back of her head and push her mouth onto his dick, force-feeding her several inches of it. “Just hurry up before we have to head back to class!” In a lustful frenzy, he thrusted his crotch onto Chloe’s face, pounding her tits in the process. “Knowing my luck, I’ll probably end up losing my job after this, so I might as well get everything I can out of this!” Reaching out, he grabbed Max’s hand and pulled her down into a kiss. She didn’t fight him, though she was surprised by it, shaking from both making out with her teacher-crush and having three of Rachel’s fingers knuckle deep inside her pussy.
“Fuck this is so hot!” Rachel bit her lip, watching as her two best friends were pleasuring another man in front of her eyes. The immorality of the situation, the fear of potentially being caught, it all created a tempest of sexual energy that enraptured her, like it had clearly beguiled the other three. She didn’t know where it all had come from, but she didn’t care. No. The fun-loving prima donna just wanted more, to feel more alive. Wriggling the fingers that were forcibly masturbating Max’s cunt, she playfully nipped the back of her neck and kissed it tenderly, alternating back and forth.
‘Fuck, I’m so close!’ Professor Kellum could feel that he was on the cusp of what would certainly be a ball-busting orgasm. His tongue toying with Max’s, their kiss escalated into an animalistic one, saliva dripping from their open maws, falling onto Chloe’s face as she simultaneously titfucked and sucked off her professor’s huge cock. Gripping the back of the blue-haired punk’s head, he pressed her down further, grunting aloud, “HRGGHHHHUAAAAAH!!!” And for several, long-winded moments, he ejaculated into Chloe Price’s mouth, forcing her to swallow every bit of semen that was trapped in his balls. The troublemaker who made every snide comment there was under the sun as he taught, the rebel who graffitied in the campus restrooms, the renegade who was the bane of Blackwell Academy...
…was grinning like a slut as her stomach was pumped full of his cum.
As soon as his climax ceased, Chloe pulled her mouth off his dick, shutting her mouth tightly as she wobbly stood up on her feet. Her first move was to Rachel, dragging her by the neck, and kissed her fully on the lips, sharing the remnants of their professor’s sperm that she had kept lodged on the corners of her mouth. Their tongues danced together inside, each moaning tenderly, before Chloe tore herself away and did the same to Max. There was the same sort of passion in that kiss, showing that the azure-haired rebellious youth had equal feelings of amorous love for her two best friends. Once all the cum that was tapped dry from her mouth, Chloe wiped away the mixture of saliva and semen that clung to her bottom lip. Opening her mouth to speak, the lunch bell drowned out whatever she said, as the four jumped in frightened unison by the loud, ringing noise.
Luke would be lying to himself if he said that he felt mostly disappointment rather than shame, seeing as how he hadn’t gotten the opportunity to go “all the way,” as that condom Chloe had brought with her was practically a wordless promise to him. Before he could say anything however, the rebel had thrown it to him, quickly catching it, and was confused until she said, “Save it for me. Sometimes my step-douche gives me pat-downs when I get home from school. He thinks I carry drugs on me or some shit. Tch, anyways, just hold onto that. Rachel and I still have to…persuade you to give us that A. Ain’t that right, Ms. Amber?”
“Mmhmm, most definitely.” Rachel licked her lips salaciously, fondling Professor Kellum’s raging boner.
“Ahem!”
“Oh…and I guess Max wants to take a swing at Professor Dong over there too.” Chloe smirked. “And I know a cheap motel that offers some bargain prices for parties of four. So keep that schedule open, teach, because this weekend is going to be one that you’ll never forget.” She winked, groping her chest cheekily.
Professor Kellum, the condom still in his grasp, smiled in reply. ‘Well what do ya know…my hangover’s gone too.’