Schoolgirl's Cream-Filled Lesson
This belt was amazing. I bet even the strict disciplinarian, Principal Brown, would fall under the control of it if she saw what I was doing. It was insane. It was corrupting. I was quickly losing control and indulging in repressed desires.
Sexual urges that I really didn't even know I had. Ones that society said were wrong, but since I was the "Best Teacher," indulging in them was just part of my amazing and novel technique to educate my college students.
I watched as Sakura, the exchange student from Japan, kissed Latosha who dripped in my cum. The Black girl had my pearly spunk painted over her dark features. It was such a hot thing to witness. My dick twitched with the sight.
Ms. Teller, the new teacher and my crush, sat perched on my desk, legs crossed. Blonde Tonya stood nearby watching on. I knew what I wanted to teach next as I watched Sakura licking up more cum from Latosha's face.
The sight of that cute girl's pink tongue flicking out and gathering up the spunk made my dick throb. I swallowed, the heat swelling in my veins. It burned through me as I stared down at the Japanese girl lapping up my jizz.
Then she kissed Latosha again. Their mouths melted together. They looked so sexy like that. I groaned, my dick throbbing as it thrust out before me. Their tongues met. Danced. They swirled about each other in a magical play. It was stunning to watch.
Just a treat to witness. I loved the sight of them kissing.
"Strip naked, Ms. Teller," I said, my dick aching to see her join the fun.
"Gladly, Mr. Miller," she purred, her voice a throaty delight.
I turned and watched the sexy redhead slip off my desk. She had a great pair of legs. She unbuttoned her blouse. I grinned at how eager she was to join the fun. She popped the buttons through the eyelets. In moments, she was opening it and revealing her round breasts held in her cute bra. She slipped off her blouse and deftly undid the clasp.
Those lovely tits of hers appeared. She was young, mid-twenties, and just so deliciously beautiful. Her breasts had a wonderful quiver to them as she worked off her skirt next. They were as firm as the students. Nearly as youthful. A treat for me to witness.
She stepped out of her skirt then peeled off her panties, revealing that landing strip of fiery hair leading to her shaved pussy lips. She dripped with her excitement, adding her perfume to the mix already brimming around me.
I breathed it in and sighed. It was a heavenly melange of hot cunts filling my classroom.
"Mmm, what's next, Mr. Miller?" she asked as she set her panties on my desk.
"We're going to teach these girls how to eat pussy," I said. "I'll demonstrate on you, then they'll sixty-nine."
"Oh, that's perfect," groaned Ms. Teller. She sat back on the desk and spread her legs wide. Her pussy lips parted, showing off her folds.
"Ooh, that sounds hot, Mr. Miller," moaned Latosha. She rose, her face mostly licked clean.
Sakura darted to her desk and grabbed her notebook. She rushed back, pencil and pad of paper in hand. She was ready to learn, her dark and almond-shaped eyes brimming with the need to absorb my knowledge. I smiled at her as the other girls in the class gathered around. Tonya stood by Charlie, April by Sally, Olive by Hannah. Already pairing up.
Perfect.
My dick throbbed with my excitement at teaching this lesson. It was all thanks to that belt--as impossible as it seemed--that cute Darcy had given me at the end of my first class. Tomorrow, I had to thank her by popping her cherry.
"Okay, okay," I said as I knelt before Ms. Teller. "A woman's pussy is made up of several parts."
"Mmm, there's her labia majora," purred Ms. Teller, just in line with my thoughts. She stroked her finger down the sides of her slit. "Your outer pussy lips. They can get puffy. Then your labia minora." She stroked her inner folds, sliding up to her clitoris. "Then this is your clitoral hood that your clitoris peeks out of."
"Clitoral... hood... that... your... clitoris... peeks... out... of." Sakura spoke to herself as she took her notes. She was so cute doing that.
"And, of course, your clitoris is a very sensitive organ," continued Ms. Teller. She shuddered as she rubbed it.
"Very... sensitive... organ..."
"Last is your vagina." Ms. Teller slid her fingers to her hole and shoved in a pair of fingers. "Mmm, this is your vagina. The other parts are the vulva. Many women get that mixed up, but only your naughty hole is your vagina or vaginal canal."
"Naughty... hole... is... your... vagina... or... vaginal... canal..." whispered Sakura, her pencil scratching across her notebook's page.
"Now," Ms. Teller purred, "when eating pussy, you want to start with licking the labia majora and labia minora. Get the girl excited by that. Then you want to thrust your tongue into her vagina and swirl it around. That will get her juices flowing. Her cervical cream, if you will." She blanched. "There's a more accurate term, but it's gross. Cervical cream is much nicer. Or pussy juices, if you will."
Sakura wrote fast, her pencils scratching away. "Pussy... juices... nicer... word..."
"Now, once you have her moaning and gasping and shuddering, you want to play with her clit. Don't be afraid of adding fingers, either. She'll like that. Pump them in and out of her vaginal canal. Use those pussy juices to their best use. Suck on her clit. Flick your tongue against it. Or you can use your fingers to rub her clit. In circles or back and forth. Be creative. Now, Mr. Miller, if you'd care to demonstrate."
"I'd love to," I groaned and bent my head down.
The girls leaned in to watch me as I pressed my face into Ms. Teller's sweet pussy. Her scent filled my nose as I kissed at her shaved pussy lips. I felt all of them watching. Sakura's pencil whisked across her paper as I nibbled on those labia minora.
I felt the pressure to perform as I stroked those pussy lips. But I was the best teacher. I wouldn't mess this up. I would make Ms. Teller squeal her head off. I licked up her slit, drinking in her juices.
Ms. Teller moaned. She arched her back, her round tits jiggling above me. The girls murmured behind me as they watched me feasting on Ms. Teller's delicious cunt. She had such a yummy one. My tongue flicked across her folds, teasing her. Loving her.
She groaned as I did that. I gathered her sweet cream, lapping around her slit. I avoided her clit, but sometimes I brushed it. I could feel all those eyes on me. All those cute girls wanting to learn how to eat cunt. They quivered.
"Mmm, he's just licking my labia majora and minora," moaned the sexy redhead. She stared down at me with her green eyes. "Doing just such a good job licking me. Teasing me. Ooh, he's definitely getting my juices flowing."
"That's important," I said.
The girls panted. They seemed to have this breathless anticipation of their own pussy licking. They wanted to learn what I had to teach them. My dick was so hard as I licked at Ms. Teller's yummy cunt. I stroked up her slit and brushed her clit.
She gasped and whimpered. I fluttered my tongue up and down rapidly. Then I thrust my tongue deep into her cunt. Her moans echoed through the classroom. I swirled around in her, licking and lapping in her cunt.
"God, this is hot," one of the guys groaned in the back of the class.
"Right," another said. "Ms. Teller has great tits. And the girls are all going to sixty-nine?"
"Best math lesson ever," a third said, his voice throaty with passion.
"Fuck, Mr. Miller is amazing. Why can't all our classes be this interesting?"
