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Miss Angelica looked shocked as Tracy guided her throbbing red tip toward the watery grave of her teacher’s crevice. This would be her first time, a time she’d never forget, and it would be with her teacher. The meanest, snarliest, hardest teacher in the whole school!
But when Tracy planted her dick in her teacher’s snatch, Miss Angelica purred like a kitten.
Tracy didn’t know where to touch first. There were so many options.
She wrapped her hands around her teacher’s hips and pulled Miss Angelica closer to the edge of the desk, planting her thick cock as deep as it would go.
“Oh Tracy,” Miss Angelica gasped as her pussy closed tight around Tracy’s shaft. “Oh, I never imagined!”
“You don’t need to imagine, Miss. It’s really happening.”
Tracy was pretty proud of her words, and even more proud of her dick. When she pulled back and forced it in again, Miss Angelica shrieked with lust and appreciation.
“We can’t have that,” Tracy said, and pulled out to pick up her white cotton panties off the floor. Shoving them in her teacher’s mouth, she said, “You’re being way too loud, Miss. Someone might hear.”
Miss Angelica offered muffled moans when Tracy stuffed her cock back inside that warm, wet snatch. It was so hot in there, and slick and tight. Tracy never knew what it would feel like to do this for real. And with a woman as sexy and scary (and old!) as Miss Angelica. Her teacher had to be… wow, maybe thirty? Thirty-five? She never imagined her first time would be with a woman that age.
But she was certainly glad.
Once she’d silenced her teacher, Tracy trapped Miss Angelica’s tits between her palms. They were so round and firm and they squished really nicely when she pushed them together.
As Miss Angelica’s pussy hugged her hot, hard cock, Tracy couldn’t resist the call of those teacher-tits. She wrapped one arm around Miss Angelica’s svelte body and plunged her face into the warm cushiony cradle of her teacher’s breasts. She licked them and sucked them, and not just the nipples. She traced her tongue everywhere, even up her teacher’s neck.
She bit her teacher’s ear while she buried her steel rod deep as it would go inside that crushing chasm. She thrust with all her might, and her teacher just took the punishment. She slammed that pussy so hard juice splashed both their thighs.
The sensation nearly brought Tracy to orgasm, but she focused her attention on her teacher’s tits.
Miss Angelica’s knees closed tight around Tracy’s neck as she offered muffled cries into her cotton panty gag. Tracy would have kissed that mouth if it wasn’t full of underwear.
Oh well. Sucking her teacher’s tits was probably even better than kissing her. Wouldn’t want to mess up that gorgeous red lipstick.
Tracy didn’t wear makeup, but she could taste traces of her own strawberry sundae lip chap all over her teacher’s golden tits.
She couldn’t imagine a better feeling than this.
And she knew, instinctively, that it was coming to an end.
Miss Angelica’s divine pussy clenched tight around Tracy’s cock, and that spelled the end for this erection. As soon as that teacher-snatch palpitated around Tracy’s dick, she spewed her cream inside Miss Angelica’s tight, willing pussy. Filled her to the brim, then pulled those panties from her mouth so she could say, “Tracy, my god! I’d never have imagined you had it in you.”
“What do you think now?” Tracy asked as she pulled her half-hard dick from her teacher’s slit.
Miss Angelica’s legs were still over Tracy’s shoulders, which brought their heads very close together when they both looked down to watch.
“Wow,” Miss Angelica said as Tracy’s cum-covered dick dropped from her snatch.
It was followed by loads of hot jizz, which drizzled down the teacher’s asshole and eventually down the desk.
Tracy removed her teacher’s legs from her shoulders and leaned back on a student desk. She put her panties back on, but they were wet from being in Miss Angelica’s mouth.
Miss Angelica hadn’t yet caught her breath, and Tracy had a suspicion she would collapse the second she left the classroom.
“I need some water,” Tracy said as Miss Angelica folded her breasts back inside her bra.
“Yes, water,” Miss Angelica said. “Good idea. Water.”
“Is my punishment over?” Tracy asked.
Miss Angelica looked to the clock for answers. “Goodness, yes. Yes. For now.” She pointed her finger at Tracy. “But be on your best behaviour in class, you hear me?”
“Yes, Miss.”
“Because if you step out of line, and I mean even the slightest bit out of line, I’ll have you on my desk every night of the week.”
Tracy smirked and again said, “Yes, Miss.”
The End
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
GIA MARIA MARQUEZ knows her stuff. She’s been writing for as long as she can remember—not about sissies and cross-dressing and domestic discipline, though. That’s close to home, so she’s kept it to herself until now. Writing spicy stories is easy, but sharing a piece of herself with the world? That’s the tough part.
Other books by GIA MARIA MARQUEZ include:
Futa Frankenstein
Dave’s Not Here, Ma’am
Sissy Threesomes
Rear Eye for the Straight Guy Series
The Semper Futanari Series
Futanari Fantasies
AND
Futa Fantasies
Six Sexy Stories of French Maids, Pillow Fights, Farm Girls, Car Washes
and so much more!
By Gia Maria Marquez
Want futanari at your fingertips? In Futa Fantasies, watch all your dreams come true! Get ready for a soapy car wash, a maid with more, a saucy cheer squad, and even stories too taboo to talk about!
An icy teacher warms a student’s bottom after class. A busty farm girl shows Mr. City Slicker a good time when his car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. A playful pillow fight between girls in silky lingerie turns into full-blown sexual experimentation.
Your deepest desires are sure to be fulfilled in this collection of six NEW futa fantasies!
Gia Maria Marquez, Futa After Class
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