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Story Codes: Teen hermaphrodite/Teen female, Teen hermaphrodite/Female, Teen hermaphrodite/Female/Teen female, Teen female Masturbation, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Creampie, Anal Sex, Ass to Mouth, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Public, Supernatural

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Note: Thanks to my beta reader for proofing this!

Lydia Murphy

Naomi was so excited as she slid over my body. She wanted to suck my dirty futa-dick. And I was so eager to lick her pussy clean of all the cum in her. She had both mine and Amina’s. But Naomi didn’t remember Amina at all.

None of my four women did. My three concubines and my wife.

Naomi was my wife. That sent such a wanton ripple through me. My best friend was my wife and in my harem. I loved her so much now. Things had changed so fast between us. It was the genie magic. I just knew it.

“And you’re welcome,” Amina said, her voice whispering through my mind. “It’s so fire, isn’t it? My powers are awesome!”

“They are!” I purred as Naomi’s shaved and sloppy cunt appeared over my head.

Hot jizz dripped on my lips. I loved that flavor. I flicked my tongue out to gather up that jizz from off my lips. The saltiness melted through my mouth. I reveled in it so much. I quivered here, loving the flavor of the mix of girl-spunk.

Naomi planted her pussy on my mouth. The bed we lay on creaked. We were in my extradimensional space. My pocket universe or something. It was my fuckpad. My love nest. My latest wish let me imagine a door I could open to go here and make love to my women.

It was such an awesome place.

My tongue licked at Naomi’s slit. I gathered up the salty futa-cum and caught a hint of her tart juices. She moaned as I did that, her hand gripping my dirty futa-dick. I had just fucked her in the ass with that big cock.

“Oh, Lydia,” my wife moaned. “You’re just the best wife there is. I love that. I love that so much. Keep licking me!”

I did keep licking her. I stroked my tongue through her folds. I lapped at her with hunger, sliding over her naughty bits. She squirmed on me as I did that. She rubbed her twat against my mouth, more futa-cum spilling out of her depths.

She kissed the tip of my dirty-cock. I loved that. It felt so naughty having her doing that. She slid her lips over my crown. I groaned as she swallowed my futa-dick. She slid her lips down and down my girl-cock. She suckled on me with passion. With such hunger. I shuddered as she did that. This was such a wild moment.

She bobbed her head, working her mouth up and down my cock. I loved how she suckled on me like that. How she nursed on me with passion. It was a wondrous treat. Just an incredible rush having her mouth working up and down me.

“Naomi!” I moaned, grabbing her cute ass.

She moaned around my dirty futa-dick.

She suckled hard on my girl-cock to polish my pole. She suckled with passion, wanting to get me all nice and clean. That was so wondrous of her. I was so happy that she was doing that. She made me feel incredible as she suckled on me. I quivered beneath her as she nursed with passion on my futa-dick.

She suckled hard.

She nursed with such force.

I loved it so much as she bobbed her head, suckling on me with all that she had. She nursed with passion on my futa-dick. I groaned into her pussy. My tongue thrust into her snatch. I swirled around in her. I flicked about in her cunt.

She moaned on me. She squirmed as I feasted on her like that. I tongued her with hunger. I loved her with all my passion. My tongue thrust into her pussy and danced around in her cunt, finding more of the salty futa-cum.

I loved that jizz. I savored that hot spunk I found her in her tangy depths.

She moaned louder on my futa-dick. She suckled even harder on me, buffing my girl-cock clean of her asshole. This was such a wild moment. I was glad about it. She loved my futa-cock with all her might. My ovaries clenched.

“Naomi!” I whimpered. “You’re going to get so much girl-cum!”

She squealed around my futa-dick.

I thrust my tongue back into her pussy and scooped out more of Amina’s and my futa-jizz. Our spunk had mixed in my wife’s snatch. That was so delicious. The tangy flavor of Naomi’s cunt only added to the delight.

It was a perfect moment. I was so thrilled about it. I scooped out the cum as my pussy clenched. Every time she suckled, my ovaries lurched and my twat quivered. She brought me closer and closer to cumming. That wonderful wife.

“You’re the best, Naomi!” I moaned.

I gripped her rump. I kneaded her ass, my tongue dancing around in her cunt. I flicked about in her, savoring this treat of being in her. It was just a delicious moment. I loved every last second of dancing my tongue around in her snatch to find more futa-cum.

I found it.

“Ooh, drown me!” I moaned before plunging back into her snatch.

Naomi moaned as she suckled so hard on my futa-cock. She nursed with all her might, bringing me closer and closer to erupting. Closer and closer to spurting all that jizz into her snatch. That would be so hot. I was so ready for it.

I flicked my tongue around in her cunt. I danced about in her, driving her wild with my flicking and licking. I wanted her to just have such passion. I wanted her to burst in delight. That would be such a hot thing to have happened.

My ovaries quivered as she suckled hard. I couldn’t find any more futa-cum, so I just lapped at her folds. I brushed her cute clit. She whimpered as she squirmed on me. She bobbed her head, my cunt clenching.

I was so close to bursting.

I suckled hard on her clit.

She whimpered. Moaned. Her hot pussy juices gushed out.

I drowned in my wife’s tangy flood. I drank down her pussy cream. This was so much better than Mr. Anders’s boring anthropology class. My wife squealed around my futa-dick. She nursed so hard on me, swelling the pressure until…

I erupted.

“Yes!” I howled as I flooded my wife’s mouth with jizz.

I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her lips. She gulped down the jizz. She swallowed it all down with hunger. It was a thrill to have her doing that. She swallowed spurt after spurt of my futa-passion. I was in heaven here.

Just so happy to gulp down her tangy cream. I lapped at her pussy. I stroked my tongue through her folds as my cunt writhed. Waves of delight washed through my body mixing with the ecstasy slamming through my mind.

It was all so perfect.

Just amazing.

I whimpered as I licked and lapped at her pussy while she swallowed my futa-cum. She suckled so hard at my erupting cock. She worked out everything that I had in me. I felt so good. I could just float away right now.

That would be perfect.

I erupted one last time into her mouth. I whimpered, nuzzling into her shaved folds. She slid her lips off my futa-dick with a wet plop. She popped off, panting. That felt so good. I was so glad that we had enjoyed this passion together.

“That was incredible,” she moaned.

“Mmm,” I purred.

“Oh, but shouldn’t we be in class,” she gasped.

“No, no, lunch is next,” I squealed. “We can’t miss that!”

Naomi rolled off me. She hopped off the bed and looked around. Our clothes were not in this space, but in the girl’s restroom where we had traveled from. That was where we had to return to. I hopped off my bed, my futa-dick bobbing.

I shrank it back into a clit as I hurried over to the door. I grabbed it and thrust it open. I stepped outside and motioned her to follow. She did. I closed the door behind us as we were back in the girl’s restroom.

“Just like the Tardis,” she whispered. “That’s awesome.”

“Yep,” I said. She loved such nerdy things, but that was a-OK with me.

She bent down to pick up her very short skirt. Her ass aimed right at me. I wanted to fuck her again, but I held back. she stepped into her tartan skirt. She drew it up and up her legs. It was so short. It barely fell past her rump.

I loved how the skirt didn’t even fall to the top of her thigh-high stockings. Her heels were also so sexy. She pulled on her transparent blouse, not bothering with her bra, either. She wasn’t ashamed about her breasts any longer.

That made me feel good. I did something nice.

I drew on my own short skirt and buttoned up my transparent blouse. My nipples bled through the material. I hummed as we headed out into the hallway. Just as we did, the bell for the lunch period rang through our high school.

“Lunch!” I squealed and grabbed her hand.

I dragged her toward the cafeteria ahead of the students who took a moment to start pouring out of the line. That meant I would be first in line to get some food. It was tacos! I wanted some delicious tacos to eat.

They were definitely my favorite food to devour. Real tacos and girl-tacos.

I giggled at my dirty thought.

We arrived first in line at the cafeteria. I grabbed my tray, my hips wiggling back and forth with my excitement. The food came with the tuition here at Stonewall Prep, and it was delicious. They didn’t skimp out like the public high schools.

“Well, well, well,” purred Doria the Lunch Lady. She was a woman in her late twenties with a bob of black hair and tan-olive skin. That Mediterranean look. She was Greek, I believed, and had a lovely figure. Normally, she wore a baggy, gray smock-like dress with an apron. Now she wore only the apron, her big boobs almost spilling around the sides. “Miss Murphy. Eager for tacos.”

“Oh, I love them,” I purred. “They’re just the best to eat.”

There was a hot twinkle in her eye. She turned around to grab more food from the counter behind her to set in the trays to start dishing up the food. The ties of her apron fell over her rump. I caught just a glimpse of her rump. She had on thigh-highs, of course. White ones.

“Ever had Greek taco?” she asked when she turned back around.

“No.” I smacked my lips. “You think you could whip me up some.”

She shuddered. I knew I would be getting me some lunch lady poon. “Sure, sure, let me feed this hungry rabble.”

She dished me up my tacos, salad, and tater tots. I headed for the table, Naomi following with me. She wore my rose quartz ring on her finger. I had six more of those to give out, and so many possibilities to enjoy.

I sat down at a table, Naomi at my side. She grabbed her taco and bit into it. I did the same, the corn tortilla crunching in my mouth. The meat and rice and beans and cheese and sour cream and spices all mixing to create a party in my mouth.

I was just having a great time. Naomi was munching beside me, enjoying her tacos. The cafeteria grew louder and louder as I thought about those Greek tacos I just wanted to much on. That would be so hot. I was so hungry for those.

Perky Kate Miller sat down across from me, a wicked grin on the cheerleader’s face. “Murphy, Lowell.” It was common for students to address each other by last name at this school. “How’s it going.”

“We’re married,” Naomi said, thrusting out her left hand. “So it’s Murphy now!”

“Oh, wow, congrats,” said Kate, this envious look in her eyes. Maybe she would join the harem. Maybe not. She did have fiery, red hair. And she was the hottest cheerleader in school. “I know just the wedding present!”

She ducked beneath the table.

“Um, Miller?” asked Naomi as the cheerleader pushed my thighs apart, her fingers sliding over those delicious nylons I wore.

“Just a congratulatory BJ,” purred Kate. “You don’t mind, right?”

“Of course not,” cooed my sexy bride. “My Lydia can have sex with whomever she wants. She’s amazing! She’s a hermaphrodite, but you must know that if you’re going to give her a BJ.”

“Yep,” Kate said, pushing up my skirt. Which didn’t take much since it was so short now. God, I loved my wishes. “Mmm, what a yummy lunch!”

She buried her face into my taco, licking at my shaved folds. I shuddered as she stroked her tongue up and down my clit, brushing my clit. Sparks shot from my little appendage. That was just amazing to feel as she swirled her tongue around my naughty bud.

She suckled on me. Nursed. She wanted my hermaphrodite-dick to grow. Right here in the cafeteria. Other sexy schoolgirls were drifting around, looking at me. They wore their too-short skirts and transparent blouses, showing off their sexy bras. I winked at them and let my hermaphrodite-dick grow into the cheerleader’s mouth.

The redhead moaned as my clit-dick blossomed into her mouth. She suckled on me, sending a wave of heat rushing through me. It was a fabulous treat having the sexy cheerleader nursing on my growing hermaphrodite-cock.

I swelled bigger and thicker, my dick brushing the back of her throat. She kept her lips sealed against my pussy. I pushed into her gullet. That was so hot. She hummed around my expanding dick, her vocal cords massaging me.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned, shuddering. I loved her lips rubbing on my vulva. Her tongue stroked my pussy folds as my hermaphrodite-dick grew longer and thicker. “Mmm, such a naughty cheerleader.”

“Definitely,” my wife agreed. She took a happy bite of her taco, the crunching sound delicious to hear. This was so wild. “Enjoy!”

I was. My cock reached its full girth down the cheerleader’s mouth. Her tongue stroked my pussy lips around the base of my hermaphrodite-dick. A hot thrill rippled through me at her touch. It was definitely something exciting to feel.

I was glad for it.

So thrilled that she did that. She suckled hard on my girl-cock next. She sent a wave of delight washing through me as she worked her mouth up my clit-rod. She hummed, massaging the spongy tip. she worked higher and higher until ripped out of her throat.

But not her mouth. Oh, no. That warm, delicious hole bathed the crown of my cock. Her tongue swept around the sensitive tip while her lips sealed tight around my shaft. I loved every last second of this passion. It was perfect.

“Oh, god,” I moaned, my cunt clenching as she suckled on me. It was perfect. This was just a fantastic rush having her do that. “Oh, she’s driving me wild, Naomi!”

“Good,” my sexy wife purred. “That’s what I want to hear. Now, you just enjoy her suckling on you!”

I was. The cheerleader bobbed her head. She worked her mouth up and down my hermaphrodite-dick. It felt amazing. I loved every second of her doing that. My pussy clenched from the force of her sucking. My ovaries tightened, drinking in this delight.

It was perfect. I groaned, loving this delight. It was fabulous. I savored those hot lips working up and down my cock. Her tongue danced. She was sucking me off. My pussy clenched every time she nursed. She bought me closer to cumming.

“I’m going to flood your mouth with so much jizz, Miller,” I moaned.

Kate moaned around my cock.

“Mmm, do that, honey,” cooed Naomi as she stole one of my tater tots.

I couldn’t believe how brazen she was. I couldn’t defend my plate with that wonderful mouth suckling on my cock. It was heaven having the cheerleader blow me in the middle of the cafeteria. I loved every last second of it.

“Oh, wow, is Miller beneath the table?” asked Cynthia Morgenstern, another cheerleader. She took the seat beside Kate’s tray. “I thought I saw her go beneath the table. Mmm, she’s eating you out, huh, Murphy?”

“Something like that,” I moaned, savoring the pressure building and building in my ovaries. “She’s sucking hard on my girl-dick. Ooh, I am going to cum. Just burst in her mouth.”

“Cock?” asked Cynthia, a look of surprise on her face.

My wife nodded and stole another tater tot. Ooh, I had to divorce her for that.

I shuddered as that hot mouth brought me closer and closer to the edge. Cheerleaders truly were the best cock-suckers. They had all that practice on the jocks. She was putting it to good use, driving me wild with her mouth.

I shuddered, hurtling closer and closer to that wondrous delight. I whimpered as Janet Spiegal took the seat beside Cynthia. She had this wicked grin on her face as she took another bite. The cheerleaders were flocking to me.

“Fuck,” I whimpered. “Oh, my god, Miller! That mouth. That wondrous mouth. Yes!”

I climaxed in the middle of the cafeteria. The pleasure swept through me. I loved the heat of it washing through my mind. My cunt convulsed, soaking the back of my skirt as my hermaphrodite-dick pulsed, erupting blast after blast of cum into Kate’s mouth.

I shuddered through the dual raptures. They both swirled through my mind. It was excellent. I loved this passion shooting through me. Stars danced across my vision as I trembled here. It was fabulous.

“Go, Miller,” Cynthia cheered. “And Murphy!”

“You’re cumming hard,” Janet purred.

“Uh-huh!” I whimpered, shuddering from the dual pleasures sweeping through me.

Just an absolute delight. I loved every last second of this bliss sweeping through me. I felt so good. Just so amazing to cum in the middle of the cafeteria. I pumped more and more of my hermaphrodite-jizz into the cheerleader’s naughty mouth.

I pumped the last of my cum into her mouth. I shuddered, panting heavily. It was such a good moment to have all that bliss sweeping through me. My mind drank in all that bliss. The cheerleader kept suckling.

“Damn,” I groaned. “Oh, damn, that was so good.”

Naomi reached for another tater tot.

I slapped her hand away. “Mine!”

“We’re married, so we have to share,” she said as I claimed the tater tot and popped the fried potato goodness into my mouth.

I groaned at the flavor as Kate popped her mouth off my girl-dick. She crawled out from beneath the table and sat across from me, jizz dripping down her chin. She licked her lips, picked up her taco, and started munching on it.

“Good,” Cynthia asked.

Kate nodded as she chewed, her eyes so smoky. I winked at her as I finished off my own taco. Then I devoured my tater tots before my wife could steal them. I saw that wanton look in her eyes. I let my clit-dick shrink as I finished my lunch.

“Well, cheerleaders, I have to enjoy some special Greek tacos from Doria.” I grinned. “She’s prepared me something special.”

“The lunch lady?” asked Janet as I rose. “My, my, you are an adventurous one, Lydia. I have some yummy tacos you can enjoy.”

“But these are Greek!” I grinned at her. “So I have to do this. Naomi, you coming?”

“Sure,” she said and rose. “It’s good to be Lydia’s wife. She spoils me.”

“You can spoil me,” Cynthia called as I walked away from the table with Naomi clinging to my arm. “You can ravish me right here, Lydia!”

God, my wishes were so exciting. I had done something really wild with them. I was so glad I had done this. I felt so wicked and wanton as I headed for the door to the kitchen. My heart was thundering away as I opened the door.

“Mmm, there you are,” purred Doria in her apron and nothing else. “Come back to my office.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I purred as she turned and sauntered away. She had such a gorgeous ass. It swayed from side to side as I headed down after her. The other kitchen staff, the cooks in their aprons, and the dishwashers, young men, were fully dressed.

Doria took off her hairnets, letting her black hair sway free. She opened a door into her office and entered. I followed her through the door to find the delicious sight of her thrusting out her rump at me, her black bush thick and dripping with her sauce. A sweet aroma filled the air.

Yummy.

“Enjoy,” she purred, wiggling her hips. The ties of her apron bowels draped over her gorgeous rump. I just wanted to hop up and ram my girl-dick into her pussy, but. I had to eat her out first. I wanted to just feast on her.

Naomi closed the door as I dropped to my knees before my feast. My hands slapped down on the sexy woman’s butt-cheeks. I kneaded her ass, my dick throbbing and pulsing. I leaned forward and nuzzled my lips right into her silky bush.

Her curls tickled my face. They felt so wonderful against me as I nuzzled right up into her twat and licked at her. I lapped with such hunger at her. I stroked through her folds, lapping with delight at her snatch. I gathered up her sweet juices.

I devoured her Greek taco.

“Oh, Miss Murphy,” she moaned as I let my hermaphrodite-dick grow. “Mmm, you are such a hungry girl.”

Naomi giggled as my girl-cock grew out of the folds of my pussy and brushed the light fabric of my short tartan skirt. My cock pushed it up and thrust out before me. I loved my wife watching as I devoured the lunch lady’s delicious taco.

I flicked my tongue through her folds, savoring her texture. I kneaded her rump, so eager to just ram my cock into her. I wanted to fuck her hard. I ached to bury into her and plow deep and hard into her cunt.

No, her asshole.

That gorgeous, Greek ass needed to be sodomized. After all, weren’t Greek women into anal?

I hoped that stereotype was true as I thrust my tongue into her pussy. I swirled it around, stroking her pussy walls. She moaned, her butt-cheeks clenching beneath my oral assault. I soaked my taste buds in her yummy cream.

She tasted so damned good. It was a treat to lick and lap at her folds. I stroked through them before burying back into her sweet depths. My hermaphrodite-cock throbbed while my pussy juices dripped down my thighs. That felt so wicked.

I loved it.

I was having so much fun feasting on her. I tongued her cunt with hunger. I loved how she quivered there as I flicked my tongue through her folds. She made such wicked sounds. Such wanton ones that I loved.

“Oh, yes, Miss Murphy!” she moaned. “Oh, that’s so good. Just keep doing that to me! You love my taco!”

Naomi giggled behind me. “Yep. My wife does!”

“Love it!” I moaned and thrust my tongue deep into the lunch lady’s pussy. Her sweet pussy tasted so good. I could just munch on her all day long.

My futa-dick throbbed as I swirled my tongue around in her snatch. I flicked it about. I just wanted to make her explode. This was such a fun delight. She whimpered as I feasted on her. My tongue danced around in her snatch. I teased her.

Loved her.

She whimpered, squeezing her cunt around my tongue. It was so hot having her do that. I loved it. I swirled around in her. I flicked my tongue about in her snatch, savoring every moment of this. Her thick bush tickled my face.

I squeezed her rump as she moaned out her pleasure. She filled her office with gasps and moans. I loved Naomi watching. I hoped she was getting so turned on right now. Just getting all hot and wet as I feasted on the lunch lady.

“Miss Murphy!” gasped the sexy woman. “That’s amazing!”

“Get gets better,” I purred and flicked my tongue around her clit.

“Yes, yes, yes!” The desk creaked as she squirmed on it. I loved it. And her clit.

I stroked my tongue around her bud. I flicked about her, loving how she quivered there. She whimpered, her curls rubbing against my face. She wiggled back and forth, smearing her hot flesh and silky bush across my lips.

She moaned louder and louder as I suckled on her bud. I nibbled on her cute love button. I would have the lunch lady drowning me. Just drenching me in her sweet dessert. She tasted so good. I flicked my tongue around her clit.

“Yes!” she howled as she bucked.

She came hard.

Her pussy juices gushed out and bathed my lips. I drank them down. Her cream ran over my chin and down my throat to the collar of my naughty blouse. My tongue flicked over her folds. I stroked her with everything that I had.

She moaned out in delight. She loved what I did to her. She squirmed there, her moans echoing through the room. It was fabulous. I licked and lapped at her with hunger. I stroked her with all the passion that I had.

This was wild.

“Oh, my god!” she moaned. “Miss Murphy!”

“She’s so good!” whimpered Naomi. My wife slid her hand over my head. “Drink it all down.”

I was. Every last drop.

It was just so good to feast on cumming pussy. I tongued her with passion. With a hunger for all her pussy juices. She whimpered, wiggling her hips back and forth as I did that. She groaned out one more time and panted.

“Oh, Miss Murphy,” she moaned.

“Now you have to do that to the other Miss Murphy,” I said.

“Mrs. Murphy,” corrected Naomi as she climbed onto the desk, sitting right on a planner. She spread her legs wide, her tartan skirt riding up to reveal her shaved pussy. It was just before the lunch lady’s pussy. “Eat me out while my wife fucks you with her futa-dick.”

“Futa-dick?” the lunch lady asked as I rose and slapped down my girl-cock on her ass. “What was that?” She threw a look over her shoulder and her eyes widened. “Oh, my, that’s a big salami you got there. Wow, that’s huge.”

“My big, throbbing clit-dick,” I said, sliding it between her butt-cheeks. “So, do Greek women love anal like people say?”

“I’ve never done it,” she said as I pressed the tip of my cock down her butt-crack and found her anal ring. “But I’m willing to give it a try! Go for it!”

I smiled at that and pushed against her anal ring. I drilled against her. She shuddered as I did that. Her entire body trembled as I pushed and pushed on her asshole. A big smile spread on her lips as I drilled against her. She trembled as I drilled hard against her.

It was fabulous enjoying her anal ring widened to take my dick. Naomi gasped as the lunch lady started feasting on her taco. My wife had such a big grin, flashing her braces. She shuddered there as Doria’s asshole spread open wide for me.

And swallowed my cock.

“Oh, my god,” the lunch lady moaned as I sank into her anal sheath. “Oh, that’s big. Miss Murphy, that’s so big. Wow, that’s… that’s… Yes, that’s so good! I think it’s true. I love this. I love this so much. Oh, wow, that’s so huge. Keep working that big dick into my bowels.”

I smiled at her words and did just that. I sank my girl-cock to the hilt in her bowels. I slid deeper and deeper into her anal sheath until my shaved pussy lips rubbed right against her butt-cheeks. She squeezed her bowels around me and wiggled her hips.

I loved how she did that. It was so amazing feeling her massaging my cock with that fantastic asshole. She moaned into my wife’s pussy. Naomi tossed her head, looking so adorable right now. I drew back my cock.

The lunch lady moaned, “Oh, yes, I love it up the ass!”

I smiled as her hot bowels held me tight. “Mmm, our lunch lady is an anal slut!”

“And a pussy-licking slut!” purred Naomi. “Oh, Doria, that’s so wonderful. You’re doing such a good job!”

“You’re so tasty, Mrs. Murphy. I just—” The lunch lady cut off as I rammed my cock into her bowels. “Oh, yes, that’s good!”

I loved sliding into her asshole. That felt so good. I savored every inch of my futa-dick sliding into her bowels. It was a fantastic rush. She squeezed her anal sheath around me. She wiggled her hips, stirring that big dick around my cock. I loved it so much.

I gripped her hips and fucked her bowels with hard strokes. It was perfect ramming into her. I pounded her with force. I fucked her with passion, reveling in the lunch lady’s bowels clenching down on me.

It was amazing.

Fabulous.

“Ooh, just keep fucking me like that,” she moaned as I buggered her hard and fast. “Mmm, I love being ass-fucked, Miss Murphy! Ass-fucked while eating pussy!”

“Schoolgirl pussy!” I moaned as I hammered her with everything that I had.

“Yes!” The naughty lunch lady clamped her asshole down on my cock. That felt amazing.

I plowed into her again and again, loving the friction. The velvety texture. The pressure grew and grew at the tip of my cock as I buried into her. My boobs bounced in my blouse, my nipples rubbing against the fabric.

I hurtled toward my climax. Toward bursting with pleasure in her anal sheath. I fucked her hard and fast. I thrust deep into her bowels. She wiggled her hips from side to side, stirring her anal sheath around my cock.

“Oh, yes, yes, that’s just amazing,” I moaned. “I’m going to cum in your asshole!”

“Cum in her!” my wife whimpered, her braces flashing as she grinned. “She’s dancing her tongue around my clit. She wants to drown in my juices!”

“Yes!” the lunch lady moaned as she clamped her asshole around my cock. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock. “Oh, drown me, Mrs. Murphy!”

The lunch lady suckled with noisy passion on my girlfriend’s clit. She threw back her head. She shuddered there, her moans so loud and delicious. It was wild feeling her hot anal sheath gripping me. I hurtled toward this wondrous bliss. I rushed toward it with each thrust.

Naomi’s pigtails swayed down the front of her blouse. She whimpered, her face contorting in delight. She whimpered as that naughty lunch lady suckled on her clit. My wife tossed back her head and squealed in delight.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned as she clearly was cumming.

Clearly drowning the lunch lady with her pussy juices.

I slammed into Doria’s asshole, the lunch lady tonguing up those juices. It was so hot pounding her anal sheath as she drowned in Naomi’s pussy cream. My futa-dick drank in the velvety delight, my ovaries about to erupt.

“Oh, that dick in my ass!” whimpered the lunch lady. “That big, throbbing girl-dick! Yes!”

Her asshole convulsed around my cock.

“I am an anal slut!” she howled.

I loved the way her bowels spasmed around my cock and massaged my futa-dick. The pressure grew at the tip as I pumped away at her. Naomi moaned, her cute boobies jiggling beneath her top. I savored that delight as I buried to the hilt in velvety heaven.

I erupted.

My futa-cum pumped into the lunch lady’s asshole. I loved how great it was. I savored that delight. I heard the door open behind me and a throaty purr. I groaned as I dumped load after load of girl-jizz into the lunch lady’s asshole.

“Oh, Miss Murphy!” she moaned, her anal sheath rippling around me. She felt incredible about me. The pleasure slammed through my body and crashed into my mind. Sparks flared through my vision. I groaned, loving all this bliss. It was perfect. I felt so good.

Just amazing.

I panted, the pleasure rippling through me. It was a perfect moment. A wonderful treat to have all this bliss sweeping through me. I groaned through it all, my heart pounding in my chest. This was a perfect moment.

Just a fabulous rapture.

“Oh, that was so good,” Naomi said.

“Mmm,” the lunch lady said.

“Um, Doria, there’s a problem with the fryer,” the woman purred behind me.

I turned around, pulling my futa-dick out of the lunch lady’s asshole to find one of her assistant cooks. I didn’t know the cutie’s name. She was in her late twenties, her brown hair held up in a hairnet, her round boobs jiggling behind her apron. She licked her lips as she stared at my cock.

“Oh, my,” she groaned and dropped to her knees. “You have a dick! That’s so hot!”

“Fryer?” grumbled the lunch lady as her assistant cock swallowed my dirty dick. “Three, right?”

I was in heaven having this sexy cock bobbing her head and polishing my futa-pole. Pleasure shot down me as the lunch lady slipped past me and headed out of her office. I caught a glimpse of my jizz dripping out of her butt-crack before the door closed.

I just groaned, savoring that hot mouth working up and down my futa-dick. It was amazing. My eyes rolled back in my head as the cook knew what she was doing to clean my cock. She swirled her tongue around my shaft.

“Oh, that’s amazing,” I moaned. “Mmm, you keep that up, cook. You’re going to get so much of my futa-cum!’

The cook moaned around my girl-dick and suckled so hard. My toes curled. My cunt clenched from the pressure reaching down my futa-rod. The slut polished my clit-pole with hunger, buffing off the taste of the lunch lady’s asshole.

Naomi whimpered behind me. I glanced back to find her rubbing at her shaved pussy, one of her feet planted on the desk, the other hanging off. She whimpered, her cute face twisting in delight. She grinned at me.

God, her braces made her so cute.

I just was in heaven as the cock polished my futa-pole. She suckled so hard on me. I knew I would have a great cum in her mouth. I would flood her with all that jizz that I had in my ovaries. For this load. I would have more. I always would have more.

“You’re welcome, Mistress Lydia,” Amina cooed. “All the orgasms you could want, and it didn’t even cost you a wish. Aren’t I just da bomb?”

I snorted. Who said “da bomb” any longer? She was so weird, but I did agree with her. “Yep!”

The cook danced her tongue around my cock. I moaned, my boobs jiggling in my transparent blouse. I loved seeing my pink nipples through the sheer fabric. My wishes were so naughty. I loved them all. I was so glad that I made them.

I felt amazing as she worked her cunt up and down my dick. She suckled on me with such passion. She nursed with all her might on my cock. I loved it. I savored every last second of her mouth nursing on me.

I was passionate. Perfection.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “Ooh, you are making my pussy so wet!”

The cook cupped my cunt like she wanted to make sure. She rubbed at my folds. I shivered at how naughty that felt. A wave of delight washed through me as she worked on my digits. She drove me nuts. It was just perfect having her doing that. I would flood her mouth with my cum.

The brunette slut thrust two of her digits into my cunt. She sank them into my pussy and wiggled them around. I clamped down on her digits. I loved what she was doing to me. It was so wild having her do that. She sent such pleasure rushing through me.

It was perfect.

“Yes, yes, you’re going to get so much futa-cum!” I moaned. “Just keep fingering me and sucking my dick clean!”

The cook took more of my girl-cock. I gasped as my dick pressed against the back of her throat. Despite my size, she wanted to deep-throat me. She wanted to polish every inch of my dick. That was so hot of her.

She worked her girl-dick down and down my dick. It was so wonderful having her do that. My cunt clenched as she went lower and lower. She swirled her tongue around my dick, polishing my cunt with that wicked mouth of hers.

I groaned in delight as she reached the folds of my pussy. She flicked her tongue against it. She tongued my snatch. That was so naughty of her. I loved how she did that. A wave of heat rushed through me as she stroked me.

“Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, just like that!”

She polished every inch of my futa-dick. She was so committed to cleaning. My cunt clamped down on her digits. They thrust out of me, sending waves of heat washing around my ovaries. That mixed with the delight humming around the crown of my cock. The cook slid her lips up my dick.

The powerful suction had me quivering. I whimpered, my boobs jiggling in my blouse. I hurtled toward something amazing. It was just a perfect delight. My face contorted with all that wondrous bliss.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “I’m going to cum!”

She shoved her fingers deep into my pussy and wiggled them around. Just then, the bell rang to end the lunch hour. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest as the crown of my cock popped out of her gullet.

She danced her tongue around the tip of my dick. The pleasure shot down my shaft to my pussy. To my ovaries brimming with all that cum. I groaned and threw back my head. I climaxed. My cunt convulsed around her digits. My futa-dick erupted

I pumped blast after blast of jizz into her mouth. I groaned, erupting over and over again. I flooded her with my jizz. It was so amazing. I loved every last second of spurting my cum into her mouth. The pleasure swept through me.

“Yes!” I moaned.

“Ooh, ooh, ooh!” squealed Naomi.

She must have joined me in cumming.

I pumped my jizz into the cook’s mouth. The pleasure rushed through me. It crashed into my mind. It was incredible having all that pleasure slamming into my thoughts. I groaned through every last second of this bliss slamming through my thoughts. It was amazing. Outstanding.

I shuddered, my round boobs jiggling beneath my blouse. The cook gulped down my girl-cum. She swallowed every last drop of my jizz. I had more to give her. My cunt writhed around her digits, adding bliss to the ecstasy.

“Oh, shoot, that’s so good!” I whimpered. “Yes!”

I erupted one last time into her mouth. It was a wondrous moment. She gulped it down, sucking on me with such hunger. She stared up at me, my pussy rippling around her digits. My orgasm peaked in me. I panted.

She ripped her mouth off and moaned, “You have to fuck my pussy!”

“Rain check!” I moaned. “Maybe tomorrow. I have to get to class! Come on, Naomi!”

“Right!” she cried.

She hopped off the desk as I darted around the cook, letting my clit-dick shrink. I burst out it the kitchen to find the lunch lady fiddling with the fryer, shaking her head. I darted past her and the other cooks, heading out it the emptying cafeteria.

Our book bags were at our table. We darted over and grabbed them. As I swung mine onto my shoulder, my naughty wife thrust her fingers before my face. The tart aroma of her pussy had my mouth salivating.

I suckled her fingers into my mouth.

“I thought you’d do that,” Naomi said. “You’re such a horny thing, Lydia.”

I ripped my mouth off her digits. “Yep! I’m a futa!”

She grinned at me. “A futa who is going to be late to her French class.” She threw her arms around me and kissed me. I loved the feel of her lips on mine. Just as I thrust my tongue into her mouth, she broke away. “None of that. Get to class. I’ll see you later!”

My delicious wife darted away, her pigtails fluttering behind her. She was such a sexy thing in her short, tartan skirt. My pussy clenched as I was so eager for Mrs. Pelletier’s class. I had such a big crush on my married French teacher.

I licked my lips and darted off, so ready to do naughty, naughty things to her. The halls were almost empty, the tardy bell about to ring as I raced through them. I ran up the stairs, my skirt fluttering to flash my ass.

And no cute girl was there to appreciate that magnificent sight.

I reached the top of the stairs and darted down the hallway. I slowed down as I reached Mrs. Pelletier’s class. I opened the door and stepped in right before the tardy bell rang. It chimed behind me as I grinned at the sexy teacher.

“Bonjour, Madame Pelletier!” I said, sliding into her class.

“Bonjour, Mademoiselle Lydia,” she said, a black-hair woman who was sitting at her desk. She wore a purple cardigan over a transparent, lilac blouse. Her big boobs were held by a corset-bra that looked yummy. She turned to look at me, her mature face so gorgeous.

She sucked in a deep breath.

“C’est un plaisir de vous voir,” she said, adding that it was a pleasure to see me. “Ta beauté me coupe le souffle et je veux t’embrasser.”

“Uh, too advanced for me,” I said as her cheeks went scarlet. She said that so fast, I bet she was realizing how sexy I was. “Could you translate that into English?”

“Your beauty takes my breath away, and I want to kiss you,” she said, her accent delicious. She was French by birth. Her husband came over here as a programmer or something and they just stayed.

“Oh, you think that?” I asked.

“Oui,” she said, her chest rising and falling.

“Then why don’t you come over here, kiss me, and we see where things go, Mrs. Pelletier,” I purred. “Tu es belle, Madame Pelletier.”

She rose from her chair as the entire class watched. Ooh, I loved my wishes.

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