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“You’re Mrs. Smythe?” I asked as I stood over two of my fourteen-year-old math students. Lottie and Jordan had my cum dripping down their faces. I was glad it wasn’t Principal Brown. She was a strict disciplinarian.

Today had become… surreal. And it was corrupting me fast. I could get away with doing anything, it seemed, under the guise of being the best teacher. My female students were all eager to do naughty things with me. And the mother of one of them was here. Angry.

Veronica’s mother. The bratty girl I had spanked and fucked. The first one I had touched. Crossed that line that no teacher should with a student—no man should with an underage girl. Her mother marched towards me, her short bob of black hair swaying about her face. Her hazel eyes were hard, her mature face burning with anger. Her big breasts jiggled in the tight, red dress she wore.

Veronica moved behind her mother, a wicked smirk on the busty, black-haired girl’s face. Her hips swayed, her short skirt swirling about her thighs.

Fear swirled around my stomach. Here I was naked, having just molested two more of my students, a third sitting on her desk after just being fucked by me. I swallowed. Did the belt not work on parents, just students.

“H-how can I help you?” I stammered, not sure what to do. I was fucked. Done for.

“How dare you do that to my daughter!” Mrs. Smythe snarled, her large breasts jiggling as she stopped before me. She planted her hands on her hips, her eyes so fierce.

“I didn’t mean for—”

“What right do you have to confiscate her phone?” the woman demanded.

I blinked. “Her phone? You’re not angry that I spanked her? Fucked her?”

“I don’t tell you how to teach,” the woman hissed. She jabbed her finger into my chest. I winced at the sharp nail. “My daughter needs her phone. When I saw that she wasn’t posting on Instagram, I became so worried. I ran down here to find out what had happened to her only to learn that you took her phone. That’s her property!”

“But you don’t care that I spanked your daughter when she was acting out in my class?” I asked.

“I don’t give a fuck if you whip her ass red just so long as she can post about it on Instagram. How can she succeed as an influencer if she’s not posting all the time? How dare you take her phone. This is her future you are fucking with!”

She jabbed me again.

“Now hand it over!” she snarled. “Now!”

I stared at her and shook my head. The fear that I was about to get in trouble for fucking my students or spanking them melted away. This woman was angry over this? I sneered at her. “That’s the future you want for your daughter. A shallow and pathetic one?” I flicked my gaze up and down her. “You want her to be a trophy wife like you?”

“Yes!” Mrs. Smythe snarled. “That’s how a woman gets a head. Now give me back her phone right now, or I’ll speak with your principal and get you fired.”

“You’re going to get me fired for confiscating a student’s phone when she’s not supposed to use it in class?” I demanded. “Is that correct?”

“Yes!” Her face twisted in fury. “You will give it back to her right now, or I mean it. I will talk to your principal and call the police. Have you been arrested for stealing her property?”

“She would get it back after school,” I said, staring at her. “It’s school policy that we can—”

“What?” she demanded. “That you can steal my daughter’s future? That’s school policy? No! I won’t stand for this. Hand over the phone, or I will call the police.” She pulled out her own phone. “Right now. I’ll do it. Then you’ll pay!”

I just laughed.

“Don’t do that!” she hissed, her face turning red. “You don’t know how much trouble I can heap on you. You don’t know who my husband is. He has powerful friends. They’ll make your life miserable. Hand over the phone and apologize for stealing it, or else.”

“Class, I’m sure you have all heard about the phenomenon,” I said, turning to my freshman students. “But this is a Karen.”

Snickers ran through the classroom.

“How dare you use that racial epitaph on me!” snarled Mrs. Smythe.

“Racial?” her daughter asked. “Your both White, Mom.”

“Stay out of this!” she snapped. “I’m getting your phone back from this horrible man.”

I felt more and more confident and started removing my tie and unbuttoning my shirt. As I undressed, I said, “A Karen is a person that has gone all their lives acting like a spoiled child and being rewarded for it. Their parents gave into their temper tantrums—”

“Temper tantrums!” snarled Mrs. Smythe. She shook with anger. “Apologize right now, or you’ll be sorry!”

“They expect that shouting and blustering and making threats over the most minor slight to their perceived power is enough for them to run to their parents. Or the police, in this case.” I took off my shirt. “It’s sad that they have stalled in their development. They have yet to realize that acting like a spoiled child doesn’t work forever.”

“Ok, that’s it,” she said. “I’m calling the police. They are going to arrest your ass. Call me a Karen!”

The students were laughing now, including Lottie and Jordan, my cum spilling down their faces.

“Stop it!” she shrieked, staring at them. “I’ll get you all in trouble. I know your parents. You think you’ll get away with this. Be quiet!”

“This is how you deal with a Karen that bursts in on your class,” I said and advanced.

“Stay away from me,” she gasped, recoiling back. “You can’t touch me. You’ll get in so much trouble.”

“You know, I don’t think I will,” I said as I seized her by the shoulders. “I’m the world’s best teacher. And you need to learn a lesson.”

She gasped as I turned her and shoved her at my desk. She stumbled into it and gasped, half-bending over it. Her red dress clung to her curvy rump. I planted a hand between her shoulder blades and shoved her down over my desk.

“What are you doing?” she shrieked. “You can’t do this to me. I’m not one of your students.”

“Everyone is a student,” I growled. “Everyone has something to learn. Especially you, Mrs. Smythe. So stop struggling. You are getting spanked for being a bitchy Karen.”

My students clapped and whooped. Lottie and Jordan stood nearby, my cum dripping down their faces. Veronica watched with hungry eyes. The sixteen-year-old slut had started this all with her slutty behavior and demanding to be spanked by me.

She licked her lips, her eyes so hungry.

“No, no,” Mrs. Smythe gasped. “Don’t you know who my husband is?”

“Nope,” I said and ripped up her skirt. I pulled it over her rump to reveal a lacy, purple thong dipping into her butt-crack and molding to her pussy lips. God, was she shaved? “I don’t give a fuck who your husband is. You walked into my classroom and acted like a cunt. You have to be punished to learn your lesson.”

“I told you he was the best teacher, Mom,” moaned Veronica, such a wicked smirk on her lips. “Enjoy your spanking.”

She hadn’t been smirking at me gleeful that I was about to get in trouble. No, no, she was smirking because she knew her mother was about to get spanked. That her mother was going to get her ass warmed by my hand. She was eager for it.

“No, no, you can’t do this,” pleaded Mrs. Smythe. “I’m an adult. I’m not a student. A girl. Please, please, I won’t call the police.”

“I know you won’t,” I said and hooked her thong. I pulled it out of her butt-crack and dragged the waistband over her rump. “But you need to learn there are consequences to actions.”

I dragged her thong over her rump and down her thighs. My eyes fell on her shaved twat, her pussy lips thick and darkening. Already, beads of excitement adorned her folds and… A gold ring pierced her clit. I blinked at that.

I hadn’t expected that a mother of one of my students would have a clit piercing. I had never seen one outside of porn before. I stared at the jewelry, my heart racing and my dick throbbing at the sight of this bitchy MILF with one.

“Jesus,” I said as I grabbed it and tugged.

“No, no,” gasped Mrs. Smythe. “Don’t do that. I’m so sensitive there.”

“Holy fuck, your mom has a pierced clit,” Lottie said, leaning forward, my cum running over her features. She licked her lips to gather up more of it. “Damn.”

“Wow, that’s wild,” Jordan said.

“Mom,” Veronica said in some surprise. “A pierced clit. That’s pretty kinky.”

“It’s none of your business,” Mrs. Smythe said. “This is embarrassing. I already said I won’t call the police. You don’t have to spank me. Please, please, please, don’t spank me.”

“Now she’s employing tears to get a ‘father’ figure to feel pity for her and stop what he’s doing,” I lectured to my class. “She probably was spoiled by her father who wouldn’t let any punishment befall his little girl. She’s still stuck in that mindset even now that she’s approaching forty.”

“I’m twenty-nine!” gasped Mrs. Smythe.

Her daughter rolled her eyes. “Yep. Twenty-nine for ten years running.”

“Please, please,” whimpered Mrs. Smythe. “You don’t have to spank me. I can suck your cock, Mr. Miller. How about that?”

I drew back my hand, staring at her plump, tan rump. She didn’t have any tan lines.

“Please, please, I’ll even let you fuck me,” she moaned. “How does that sound? You fucked my daughter. Now see where she got such an amazing pussy from.”

Veronica shook her head ever so slightly and mouthed, “Spank the bitch.”

My hand hurtled down.

“I’ll even—”

SMACK!

Mrs. Smythe’s head tossed. Her butt-cheeks clenched as they jiggled. She gasped in pain as she received her first ever punishment in her life. She tossed her head, whimpering through it.

“No, no,” she wailed. “I don’t like this. Please, please, stop.”

“I have to discipline you,” I growled. “You’re a mother!”

SMACK!

“What sort of example are you setting for your daughter?”

SMACK!

“Please, please, please,” she moaned, her butt-cheeks glowing with red that spread over her rump. My hand stung from the impacts. A good feeling. “I’m sorry. I won’t—”

SMACK!

Her head snapped up. Her black hair danced around her face. Her butt-cheeks clenched together as she shuddered on my desk. Everyone was watching. Veronica squeezed her thighs together. She licked her lips, her blue eyes burning with delight.

“You don’t even know what your sorry for, do you?” I demanded.

“F-for trying to have you arrested,” she sobbed. Tears beaded her eyes.

“No,” I growled. And drew back my hand.

SMACK!

“I’m spanking you for the terrible example you’re being to your daughter!”

SMACK!

She bucked, my left hand keeping her pinned to my desk. She shuddered, her butt-cheeks clenching as she trembled through the pain. “What?” she managed to ask. “A b-bad influence?”

“Yes!” I shook my head. “You want her to be an Instagram influencer? Some vapid bimbo that posts suggestive pics to horny boys so that she can make money. You want her to be a slut? Going to set up an OnlyFans page for her next?”

“She’s n-not old enough for that yet,” Mrs. Smythe sobbed. “Then she can make—”

SMACK!

“You want to teach your daughter to be a whore?” I growled.

SMACK!

“A slut that sells her body on the internet?”

“She’ll d-do it anyways,” moaned Mrs. Smythe. “She n-needs me t-to manage it. Make sure—”

SMACK!

“She needs you to encourage her to study. To make something of her life. Not be a fucking whore on the internet. No wonder she doesn’t pay attention in class, or why she begged me to fuck her when I disciplined her. She got wet being spanked and…”

I stared down at her pussy. She was dripping wet now. The juices were running down her thighs. I was shocked by how much poured down her legs, her ass glowing bright red. She quivered there, sobbing and whimpering, while her cunt was a faucet nearly gushing juices.

“Jesus,” I groaned. “You want your daughter to be a slut, right? OnlyFans is just the next step. What? You going to get her into porn itself?”

“When she has a big enough name,” moaned Mrs. Smythe. “Then they’ll be paying her so much money to star in scenes.”

“Jesus,” I growled, my dick throbbing. “I bet you want to do mother-daughter porn with her!”

SMACK!

Her glowing ass jiggled. She squirmed on my desk, her pussy spilling more cunt cream down her thighs. The tart aroma of the MILF’s dripping cunt filled my nose.

SMACK!

“Yes, you want that, don’t you?” I growled. “You want to be a porn star. That’s why you’re doing this! Why you’re turning your daughter into a whore. So you can live vicariously through her!”

SMACK!

Disgust rippled through me as she nodded her head, tears falling down her cheeks. “I do! I wanted to do porn so much! To writhe on film. But then I got pregnant by her father. Luckily, he was about to hit it big. But still… What a legend I would have made!”

SMACK!

“You are a fucking terrible mother!”

I growled. “Goddamn, you really do want to do mother-daughter porn with her!”

SMACK!

“Incest porn!” That was so hot.

SMACK!

“You want to fuck your daughter on camera and be pounded by men for fucking money!” My dick ached so much.

SMACK!

“Yes!” she howled, her body bucking on my desk, her cunt gushing juices. Did she just cum? “Yes, yes, we’ll star in it together!”

SMACK!

“You are a filthy whore, Mrs. Smythe!” I growled, my dick throbbing so hard as her pussy cream gushed down her thighs. This tart aroma filled the air. She whimpered on my desk, her flushed cheeks stained in her tears.

“Jesus, Mom,” Veronica said. “That’s so fucked up.”

“I know,” moaned Mrs. Smythe. “We’ll make so much money doing scenes together. Mother and daughter. It’ll be so hot. Yes, yes, yes!”

My dick burned with the need to cum. I moved behind the married woman, the MILF-whore, and rammed my cock into her cunt. Mrs. Smythe gasped as I buried to the hilt in her snatch. Her twat quivered around my cock. Her silky flesh felt so incredible about me.

She trembled as she squeezed her twat around me. She wiggled her hips, her reddened butt-cheeks squeezing tight. I savored this. My students were all watching me fuck Mrs. Smythe. Lottie and Jordan were nearby holding hands. Veronica had a big grin on her face.

“Fuck my slutty mother, Mr. Miller!” she moaned, her hips wiggling back and forth, her cheeks flushed with her excitement.

“Goddamn,” I groaned, savoring that MILF’s twat around my dick. A married woman. Her husband was off at work or something not knowing his wife was a fucking whore.

I gripped Mrs. Smythe’s hips and drew back. Her pussy gripped my dick. I shuddered at the silky embrace of her delicious snatch. I groaned and thrust back into her cunt. I plowed to the hilt in her, savoring the way she gripped me. It was amazing to have her twat holding me tight like that. She gripped me with her snatch.

I groaned, pumping away at her. I fucked her with passion. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. I slammed my cock into her pussy. I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her snatch, reveling in her hot grip.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, Mr. Miller!” moaned the MILF. “Oh, god, you have such a great cock. Fuck!”

“You like my teacher’s big dick fucking your cunt, Mommy?” purred Veronica, her blue eyes burning with her lust. Her hands squeezed her big breasts through her top.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mrs. Smythe moaned as I slammed into her cunt.

I fucked into her with hard strokes. “Shit, that’s good. That’s a tight pussy.”

She groaned, her twat squeezing about me. I fucked into her harder. Faster. I buried to the hilt in her again and again, reveling in this delight. I thrust to the hilt in her snatch, savoring her twat squeezing about me. She had such an amazing pussy.

I groaned, thrusting away so hard. So fast. I churned her up, loving the way her cunt gripped me. She held me with that juicy snatch. I shuddered, pumping away with more passion. I pounded her with everything that I had.

“Shit!” I groaned, my cock burying to the hilt in her snatch. “Oh, shit, that’s good. That’s real good. Damn, I love that!”

I plowed into her with hard strokes. I fucked her with passion. She groaned, her twat clenching about me. I loved how she held me. The MILF’s pussy massaged my cock while my balls slapped into her pierced clit over and over.

“This is how a man needs to fuck you, Veronica!” moaned Mrs. Smythe. “Yes, yes, pound me!”

“God, I know, Mom!” groaned Veronica. “That dick made me fucking cum earlier today! Ooh, he is churning up that whore-pussy you got, Mom. You’re such a fucking slut!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” the MILF moaned as I pounded her cunt. Her twat squeezed about me. Massaged me. “Watch your mother at work. Oh, yes, yes, watch!”

Her hips rotated from side to side, stirring her cunt around my dick. My balls tightened with the load of cum I would fire into the MILF’s cunt. I would baste her snatch with my jizz. Just pump her full of all that spunk.

She gripped me. Her silky pussy held me tight, massaging me. The pressure grew and grew at the tip of my dick. I fucked her faster and faster. I gripped her waist through her red dress, fucking her with such force. I pounded her, my nuts slapping into her clit.

She moaned. Groaned. Mrs. Smythe humped her spanked rump back into me. Her pussy massaged my cock. That hot, silky snatch brought me closer and closer to that moment of eruption. I would have a huge explosion.

“I’m going to spurt all that cum in your pussy,” I groaned. “Creampie you.”

“Yes!” she moaned, her pussy clamping down on my dick. I groaned, loving everything she did to me. How she held me. Massaged me. “Fucking cum in me!”

“Such a whore, Mom!” Veronica moaned, her thighs rubbing tight. “Fuck her, teach. Fuck that pussy hard!”

“Yes,” Tamera moaned, that virgin I deflowered earlier. “Ooh, it was so hot when you fucked me. You made me feel so amazing.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” gasped the MILF, her cunt squeezing about my dick. “Just keep fucking me. Keep hammering my cunt. That’s so good. Yes, yes, I’m going to cum!”

“Fucking slut, cum!” Veronica moaned. She drew back her hand and slapped it down on her mother’s rump.

SMACK!

Mrs. Smythe’s cunt squeezed down hard on my cock. Her head tossed. She let out a squeal of passion as her cunt rippled and writhed around my dick. She spasmed with such delight about me, nursing at my aching dick.

I slammed into her, the pressure swelling in my nuts. I groaned as I drew back, her silky cunt massaging the tip of my cock. That wonderful delight brought me closer and closer to cumming. I plunged to the hilt in her convulsing cunt, the hot wife’s pussy driving me wild.

“Fuck!” I growled and erupted into Mrs. Smythe’s depths. “Shit!”

“Flood me!” the MILF moaned, her cunt rippling around my spurting cock. “Oh, yes, yes, pump all that jizz in me. Fuck, yes!”

“Ooh, that’s hot,” purred her daughter, Veronica watching on with those hot, blue eyes of hers. “Mmm, just pump her full of all your seed. The slut loves it!”

“I do!” Mrs. Smythe moaned, squirming on my desk. Her cunt nursed at my cock, suckling out the cum in my nuts. It was amazing to feel her working out that jizz. “Yes, yes, fill me to the fucking brim with all that passion, Mr. Miller!”

I shuddered, my cock unloading in her cunt. I pumped her full of my cum. I fired it into her over and over again. The pleasure slammed through me. Stars burst across my vision. I loved the way they shone and twinkled. This was so incredible.

I loved it. I savored it. I groaned, spurting into her over and over again. The pleasure swept through me. I shuddered, my mind drinking in the ecstasy. I shuddered, spurting over and over into her snatch. I basted her with my jizz.

Soaked her married womb with my cum.

Goddamn, this belt buckle had changed this world. Warped it. It made no sense. Like the fundamental mathematics of the universe had changed, tweaking everyone slightly. That should be impossible. I couldn’t be dreaming this, though.

It felt too fucking real.

I ripped my cock out of her pussy, panting. I looked around the room, my students all watching on with such eager hunger in their eyes. Tamera had moved forward, standing there naked and quivering, her thighs wet with pussy juices and my cum.

“So, you want to make porn with your daughter,” I said, moving around my desk.

“Yes,” Mrs. Smythe moaned.

I grabbed the drawer and ripped it open. I pulled out Veronica’s phone and tossed it to her. “Unlock it, get it ready to record, and hand it to Tamera. She’ll be our cameraman.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” moaned the slutty student. She pressed her thumb to the sensor then did some swiping. She handed it over to Tamera.

“Are we making porn now?” gasped Mrs. Smythe, staring at me in shock.

“It’s a teacher’s job to work with his student’s parents to find the best possible future for her,” I said. “And if you want to produce mother/daughter porn. Then fucking do it. Right here. Right now. Veronica, get naked.”

“You got it, Mr. Miller!” she moaned and popped off her top. She still wasn’t wearing a bra. Her large breasts spilled out, still perky with her youth. Those underage boobies bounced and jiggled as she worked off her skirt. No panties, either. She was shaved and dripping. Her tits swayed as she bent over to step out of her last bit of clothing. “Now what, Mr. Miller?”

“I left a creampie in your mother’s cunt,” I growled. “Feast on it!”

“I’d love to, Mr. Miller,” she moaned. “Thank you for teaching me how to do porn!”

“You’re welcome,” I panted, Tamera filming this all. I was out of control. I had been corrupted so fast by this belt. I had never thought myself capable of touching a student, and here I was hosting orgies in my class in such a short time.

I was some depraved individual. But once the belt had given me permission to break societies mores and roles, I was lost. I wasn’t a good person. I was a selfish bastard who wanted to enjoy himself. And everyone around me was… What?

Mind-controlled to let me do it?

Fuck, that was a heady thought.

Veronica bent over and buried her face into her mother’s shaved, sloppy cunt. She licked at her mother’s clit, Mrs. Smythe moaning as that gold ring shifted. Then Veronica’s tongue dragged up through her mother’s thick folds to gather my cum dripping out of the MILF.

Mother/daughter incest on display before my very eyes. My cock throbbed as Mrs. Smythe moaned in delight, a big smile on her tear-stained face. She shuddered, her beet-red butt-cheeks clenching.

“Oh, that’s it,” the MILF moaned. “Mmm, lick all that cum out of your mother’s cunt. Just lick it all up. Ooh, that’s good. That’s fucking so good.”

“Mmm, you got a tasty cunt, Mommy,” she moaned as I moved up behind my student, my dick dripping from her mother’s snatch. “Ooh, just so yummy and full of all of Mr. Miller’s cum. I’m in heaven her, Mother! Yes!”

“Such a fucking slut I raised,” Mrs. Smythe said with pride.

I pressed my cock in between Veronica’s butt-cheeks. I worked down her crack, Tamera filming us. She moved up beside us, this naughty smile on her face as she smiled at the mother/daughter incest and my big teacher-cock about to ram into my underage student’s asshole.

I was documenting my crimes and… New I would get away with them. I was the best teacher!

I thrust into my student’s tight asshole. Her anal ring spread and spread around my cock. She moaned into her mother’s cunt as her sphincter widened around the crown of my dick. Her velvety flesh spread over me, engulfing my tip.

Pleasure shot down my shaft as I popped into her bowels. She moaned into her mother’s cunt as my dick sank into her asshole. I groaned at the tight, hot sheath gripping me. I gripped my student’s hips as I went deeper and deeper into her.

“Mr. Miller!” Barry shouted from the back. “You are the man, Mr. Miller!”

“Yeah,” echoed Jeff. “God, Veronica’s so hot.”

“You are the man, Mr. Miller,” Lottie moaned. “Ooh, I love having your cum on my face. You’re the best teacher ever.”

“Just the best,” Jordan moaned as I sank to the hilt in Veronica’s bowels. “Ooh, I can’t wait to learn more from you, Mr. Miller.”

“Shhh,” Tamera hissed. “They’re filming a porno.”

I winked at Tamera as I drew back my hips. I loved how her tight bowels gripped me. She had such a wonderful grip on my cock. I savored that velvety grip as I buried my cock back into her anal sheath. She moaned into her mother’s cunt, her black hair swaying.

Veronica’s ass, still pink from her spanking earlier, jiggled as I fucked her. I pumped away at her bowels, reveling in her anal sheath squeezing about me. She moved her head, feasting on the creampie I left in her mother.

I shuddered, so glad that I could fuck her. I pounded her hard and fast. I thrust into her with such force. I loved how she gripped me. Held me. It was incredible feeling her asshole squeezing around me. It was outstanding to enjoy.

She had such an amazing asshole. I loved every second of burying into her underage bowels. I pounded my student with force as she devoured her mother’s cunt. I loved plowing into her. Her velvety sheath gripped me with such delight. My nuts slammed into her taint.

“Get all that cum out of my pussy and make me cum,” Mrs. Smythe moaned. “Oh, god, Veronica, you’re a natural at this.”

“You taste so fucking good full of Mr. Miller’s cum!” Veronica groaned, her voice muffled by her mother’s twat. “And that dick, Mr. Miller… Ooh, that fucking dick!”

I groaned, “You’re going to cum so hard on my cock.”

“You better fucking believe it, Mr. Miller!” she moaned, her asshole squeezing about me.

She had such a wonderful grip on me. She held me tight as I fucked her with hard strokes. I buried into her again and again. I plowed to the hilt in her anal sheath, loving every moment of fucking her. She held me tight. Her bowels massaged me.

I loved it. I fucked her hard and fast, burying into her with such force. She squeezed her bowels around me. The pleasure was amazing. I loved the delight of slamming into her asshole over and over. My nuts tightened.

“Fuck,” I groaned. “I’m going to cum in this tight hole.”

“Yes, yes, cum in my teenage ass!” Veronica moaned.

“Lick my clit!” her mother gasped. “Oh, lick it! Play with my piercing!”

“Yes, Mommy!”

Those words sent a surge of rapture through me. I growled and fucked Veronica’s asshole with such passion. I buried to the hilt in her velvety bowels. It was an outstanding delight to fuck my student as she ate out her mother’s cunt. I pounded Veronica hard and fast, my nuts tightening.

I hurtled closer and closer to my orgasm. She squeezed her bowels around me while her mother’s head tossed. The MILF moaned louder and louder. Her daughter suckled at her pierced clit, loving that naughty bud.

“Oh, my fucking god, Veronica!” squealed Mrs. Smythe. “You’re so good at this. You’re so fucking good. I… I… yes!”

She squealed and burst with delight.

Her daughter licked at her mother as the MILF came. I groaned, slamming into the underage girl’s bowels over and over again I fucked her hard, rising towards that moment of eruption. I was so close to bursting.

“Fuck!” Veronica moaned. “Mr. Miller! That dick! Yes!”

Her asshole convulsed around my dick as she joined her mother in climaxing. I groaned, burying my dick to the hilt in her bowels. I slammed into her spasming anal sheath, her flesh suckling at me. I loved it. My student nursed at me.

I gave her asshole what she craved.

“Fuck!” I howled and erupted.

My cum fired into Veronica’s bowels. I basted her with my cum. It was so hot feeling her bowels ripple around my spurting cock. The pleasure slammed through my body. Rapture burned across my mind as I basted her bowels.

Her flesh sucked at me, drawing out the cum that spurted over and over into her flesh. I loved it. My dick pumped my jizz into her bowels. I shuddered, my body trembling with the rapture of this illegal delight.

“Oh, yes, yes, you’re amazing!” moaned Mrs. Smythe. “My daughter knows how to eat her mother’s pussy!”

“Goddamn, you do,” I growled, dumping load after load of cum into her asshole. I basted her bowels with my jizz.

The pleasure was intense. Incredible. I panted, the stars burning across my vision as Veronica’s asshole milked out my cum. I pumped everything I had into my sixteen-year-old student’s bowels. I coated her in jizz.

The bell rang, ending the period. I shuddered as my students were all whooping and cheering. I shuddered, glancing at the camera. Tamera winked at me as I pulled out of my student’s asshole. She got a shot of Veronica’s asshole gaping with cum.

“And… wrap,” she said.

“Okay, okay,” I told my class. “Do the problems on page… page… 195 and have them ready for tomorrow. Get going.”

“Mmm, and what about us?” purred Veronica, lifting her face, her lips smeared in my cum and her mother’s pussy juices.

I took the phone from Tamera and handed it to Veronica. “Your first porn.”

She winked at me and flounced over to her discarded clothing.

I glanced at the mother who was sitting up, her skirt falling over her reddened ass. She stepped out of her thong that lay around her ankles. As she bent over, I growled, “You understand your place, Mrs. Smythe?”

“Yes, yes,” she moaned. “To make porn with my daughter.” She cupped my face, her hazel eyes bright with lust. “You are the best teacher. I’ll be in touch.

The MILF planted her lips on mine, kissing me with hunger. My students were filing out, some of them getting dressed. I groaned at the married woman’s passion. My dick throbbed hard, needing more satisfaction. It was like I couldn’t get satiated.

I was always horny. Always able to cum.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Mmm, yes, yes, I’ll definitely be in touch.”

She turned and sauntered away, her thong dangling from her hands. She side-stepped one of the students entering. Fifteen-year-old Latosha blinked at the sight of me standing naked, my dick thrusting out hard before me. The Black girl pushed up her glasses. She had gorgeous, mocha skin and was in my last class of the day.

“On your knees,” I said. “You have to learn how to suck a dick clean of another girl’s asshole.”

“Uh, yes, Mr. Miller,” she moaned and fell to her knees, her curly, black hair swaying about her cute face. Her glasses shifted on her nose. “I just… uh, start sucking it?”

“Yeah,” I said. “A good girl always cleans her best teacher’s dick off when it’s been in a woman’s asshole. And you’re always a good girl, aren’t you, Latosha?”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she said, a pleased delight in her voice.

She grabbed my pale cock and opened her mouth wide. I shuddered as her lips slid over the crown of my dirty dick. I groaned at the silky glide followed by the wet warmth of her oral cavity. Her tongue caressed my tip. Pleasure shot down my shaft.

As the other students filed in, Ms. Teller entered. The young, redheaded teacher smiled in delight at the sight of the fifteen-year-old Black girl sucking on my dick. She hurried over to me, a quiver in her green eyes behind her glasses.

“I have a free period,” she said. “Do you mind if I observe how you handle your class?”

“Of course,” I said as Latosha worked her mouth up and down my dick. “She’s learning to suck my cock clean after I fucked a girl in the ass.”

“That’s wonderful,” Ms. Teller said. She sat on my desk, crossing those gorgeous legs of hers. “Mmm, you listen to Mr. Miller. He’s an expert.”

“Yes,” I groaned, savoring Latosha working her mouth up and down my dirty dick. “You want to work your mouth up and down like that. And use your tongue. That’s very important when cleaning a man’s dick of another girl’s asshole.”

To my delight, Sakura—a Japanese exchange student with dark and sultry eyes—was writing furiously on her notes as she sat in the front row. She wore knee-high socks and saddle-buckle shoes that were just so cute on her. It was hot that she was taking notes.

Latosha was learning. Her tongue danced around my shaft. I stared down into her soft, brown eyes. She moaned as she suckled me, lust burning in her gaze. She suckled, her cheeks hollowing as she buffed my dick more and more clean of Veronica’s asshole.

Ms. Teller watched on with this wicked gleam in her green eyes. She had her legs crossed hard, putting pressure on her clit. My dick throbbed in Latosha’s mouth. The Black girl worked up and down me with such skill.

“That’s so good,” purred the young teacher. She quivered on my desk. “Oh, Latosha, I can tell you’re doing such a good job.”

“Holy jeepers!” gasped Tonya when she walked in. The blonde sophomore shuddered at the sight of her classmate working her mouth up and down my cock.

“Sit down, sit down, Tonya,” I groaned. “I’m teaching Latosha how to suck a dick clean after its been in another girl’s asshole. “

Tonya gasped and sat down beside Sakura, glancing at the notes the girl was working on. The Black cutie worked her mouth lips up and down my dick, purring as she cleaned me. I groaned, my nuts twitching as she loved me.

Ms. Teller kept watching on with those hungry eyes of hers, her tongue flicking over her lips. It was clear that she was getting eager for more naughty fun. To join in. I had such a crush on her, and now she was so willing to idolize what I did.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Now, you have more cock to take. To fully suck a man’s dick clean of another girl’s asshole, you’re going to have to deep-throat him.”

“Deep… throat… him…” Sakura murmured as she wrote down her notes, the scratch of her mechanical pencil rising over the sloppy sounds Latosha made.

“It’s important to relax your gullet when you deep-throat a cock, girls,” Ms. Teller said, speaking with obvious authority on the subject. “You have to force the dick past that gag reflex. Smile around his cock. That helps suppress it.”

“My, my,” I said, nodding my approval to her.

She winked back.

I shuddered as Latosha went for it. The Black girl slid her lips down my cock until my dick brushed the back of her throat. She kept going, gurgling and gagging. I groaned as her gullet swallowed the tip of my cock. She worked me down her esophagus.

“Fuck,” I groaned as she slid her lips farther down my shaft. “That’s it. Just like that. You’re doing so good, Latosha. Now work that tongue around my shaft. Polish my pole as you take more and more of my cock.”

“Polish… his… pole… with… tongue…” Sakura whispered in this cute way of hers.

“And don’t forget to moan and purr and hum,” purred Ms. Teller. “Your vocal cords can massage his cock. BJs are also called hummers for a reason. And swallow. Massaged that dick with your muscles. Mmm, he’ll love that.”

Latosha hummed and swallowed. I groaned at what she did. The pleasure swept through me. It was fantastic to feel her doing that to me while her tongue polished my cock. The pressure grew and grew in my nuts.

My face contorted as she buffed my cock clean. Her mouth slid farther and farther down my dick until her lips nuzzled into my bush. She had taken every inch of my dick. It was just such a delight to enjoy being buried down her throat.

“Once you have polished off every bit of the other girl’s ass,” I lectured my class, my voice throaty with pleasure, “you need to start bobbing your head and making him cum.”

“Making… him… cum…”

I winked at Sakura as Latosha swirled her tongue around my shaft one more time. Then she slid up my dick. She suckled hard. I groaned, my dick throbbing in her mouth. She slid higher and higher, humming the entire time. The crown of my cock passed her humming vocal cords. They massaged my dick. Pleasure shot through me.

I shuddered at that, the pressure building and building at the tip of my cock. I popped out of her gullet. She swirled her tongue around my cock. She teased me with such wonderful delight. I loved what she did to me. So much. It was perfect. Fantastic. I rose towards that orgasm. I would shower her with all the spunk that I had.

I groaned as she nursed on me with such hunger like that. She suckled on me with such fantastic bliss. I rose towards that pinnacle of rapture. I would have such a big burst of cum. Just explode. I groaned, savoring every moment of it.

“Shit, shit, shit,” I panted. “That’s it. Just suck my dick.”

“And girls, remember, guys want you to swallow.” Ms. Teller winked at the class. “So don’t let your men down by spitting it out. That’s not what good girls do.”

“Swallow… the… cum…” Sakura murmured, the girl so sexy as she took her notes.

I shuddered, my dick throbbed in Latosha’s mouth. The underage cutie suckled hard. The pressure rose and rose in my nuts. I would have such a big burst of cum. Just explode in her mouth. I would shower her with all that cum. It would be fantastic.

She stared up at me, those glasses so cute on her face. I shuddered. God, I was going to do it, wasn’t I? I glanced at Ms. Teller.

Yes, I would.

I couldn’t wait to shower Latosha in spunk. To spurt all over her face and those sexy glasses the fifteen-year-old hottie wore. I shuddered, my cock throbbing in her mouth. The tip aching. I loved every moment of her blowjob.

“Now, when you have glasses, guys are going to want to cum on your face,” I groaned. “They get off on coating you in jizz as it is, but when you have glasses…”

“Oh, yes, yes,” Ms. Teller moaned. “Latosha, slide your mouth off Mr. Miller’s cock and stroke him off.”

The naughty girl listened to her teacher. She popped her mouth off my dick and gripped me with her mocha-dark hand. She stroked up and down my cock. I groaned at what she did to me. It was incredible to feel her fisting me. Pleasure swept through me. It was such an awesome delight to have her doing that to me.

I groaned, my face contorting with delight as she did that to me. Latosha fisted my cock, bringing me closer and closer to cumming on her dark face. She stared up at me, her eyes burning behind her glasses. She licked at her lips.

“Beg him to cum on your face,” Ms. Teller added. “You have to beg. That will make it hotter for him. Mmm, you hear that girls. You have to beg for a guy’s cum.”

“Beg… for… his cum… to… splash… on… your… face…”

“Please, please, Mr. Miller,” moaned Latosha, her hand flying up and down my cock. “Cum on my face. On my glasses. Just hose me down. Please, please, I want to be a good girl for you. You’re the best teacher in the whole world. Cum on my face!”

“Goddamn, yes!” I groaned as her hand stroked up to the pinnacle of my cock. The pressure burst as she engulfed my crown. My nuts erupted. As she stroked down my cock, my cum exploded from my dick and splashed across her face. “Latosha!”

I grunted as my pearly spunk sprayed on her mocha-brown face. Ropy lines of my spunk crisscrossed her face and glasses. The jizz dripped down the lenses as more and more of my cum fired from my dick.

Pleasure slammed through me as I unloaded on her face. The heat swept through my body. My mind reeled with the bliss as I pumped more and more of my cum onto her face. It was so hot to do this. I shuddered, my cock aching as I erupted again and again.

“Fuck!” I moaned, the pleasure slamming through my body. “Oh, fuck, that’s incredible.”

“Mmm, yes, yes, yes,” purred Ms. Teller. She squeezed her tits through her blouse. “That’s so hot. Ooh, Mr. Miller, just coat the little slut’s face. Oh, my god. And soak her glasses.”

I grunted, my cum erupting from my dick. The pleasure slammed into my mind. I reeled from the bliss as I spurted one more time. Latosha, her tongue thrust out, caught that jizz. She pulled it into her mouth and savored it.

“Now,” Ms. Teller purred. “There is something we need a volunteer for. Sakura, why don’t you come here. You’re perfect.”

Sakura rose with such grace. She had porcelain skin, a pale-olive hue that was exotic and gorgeous. She moved to me, her skirt swirling about her thighs. She never wore jeans or pants. Always skirts and crisp blouses that buttoned to the throat. She licked her lips.

“Kneel and lick the cum off Latosha’s glasses,” Ms. Teller purred. “Guys love it when one girl licks his cum off another girl’s glasses. That really, really, really gets their engines burning.”

“God, yes,” I groaned and watched as Sakura leaned forward. Her pink tongue swept out and collected the pearly jizz on Latosha’s face.

I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest as she licked again and again. The Japanese exchange student gathered up my cum from Latosha’s glasses, smearing my spunk across those lenses. It was so hot to witness. My heart beat so fast.

Sakura finished with the right lens and went to the left. Her tongue swept over the glass and gathered up my jizz. She pulled it into her mouth and moaned her delight. She squirmed there while my dick throbbed and ached.

“Mmm, and when you’re finished with her glasses, what should Sakura do next, Mr. Miller?” Ms. Teller asked me, her voice throaty.

“Lick the cum off Latosha’s face and share it with her,” I groaned. “Snowballing a guy’s jizz back and forth is just as hot as licking it off the girl’s classes.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” moaned the polite, Japanese girl.

She licked the cum off Latosha’s cheek, a thick wad of pearly spunk gleaming on that pink appendage, then kissed the Black girl. Their lips melted together, tongues dancing. I groaned as they shared my spunk.

“What shall you teach them next, Mr. Miller?” Ms. Teller asked.

My dick throbbed. That was a great question. So many ideas danced in my mind. That belt had changed things and… I was embracing it. No one cared that this was immoral and illegal. So why should I?

After all, I was the Best Teacher.

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