1. Tasting The Fruit Part 2


    Date: 4/23/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: vanessa26, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    and unzipped it and took out a thick black rubber cock. I stared in amazement as it was now evident to me that my teacher, Mrs Stephens, was a kinky slut who probably spent her lunch break in the teachers bathroom getting herself off. Fuck, that is hot. I felt myself tense as she began to rub the cool rubber shaft up and down my hot, swollen, wet lips before pushing it into me inch by inch. My heart was pounding, my breathing was intense. She suddenly. started to ram the thick rubber cock in and out of my cunt. She reached to the desk and grabbed a thick magic marker, adding moisture to it by licking it before ramming it into my ass. I gasped, startled at the sudden invasion. "How does it feel, Sadie, to have both of those tight little holes filled?" I felt my pussy clenching as she sped up her movements. "Oh god! Oh fuck! Oh fuck me!" I moaned loudly. "Did I not tell you to be quiet?" she questioned, her other hand moving to my mouth covering it and muffling the sounds of my moans and heavy breathing. My body was trembling and shaking, my hips were bucking and I was near screaming, nearly biting her hand as I felt my pussy begin to pulse and twitch. "Move your hand down to your ass and start fucking yourself," she said in near whisper. My eyes glazed over with lust lost to everything and everyone ...
    around me as my hands found the marker and began pushing it in and out of myself, timing it with her movements. My moans grew louder, my whole body shaking and tingling in relentless waves of pleasure. As I felt myself being released, I was aware my pussy was exploding wave after wave of hot warm juices, streaming out of me, down my thighs and onto the desk. "You really made a mess, didn't you?" she said as she looked around us. "I really should have you clean that up and not leave it for the poor underpaid janitor to do. I mean, it really wouldn't be fair now, would it?" She held out her hand and helped me stand. My legs were feeling like the Little Mermaids when she first tried to walk, not a pleasant sensation. "I really was not joking Sadie," she proclaimed sternly. "Clean my desk up right now like a good little pet." I moved my face down to the desk and lapped at it tongue gliding against the hard oak and onto some papers tasting the ink mixed with my juices along with god knows what other substances that had ended up there over the years, and I really, really enjoyed every moment. "Very good. Thank you, Sadie, I'll see you tomorrow and I really do expect to start seeing better grades out of you from now on," she said, turning on her heel and leaving the room as quickly as this whole thing started.
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