Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1412

More Sex Appeal;4

"Young lady, what do you think you're doing?!"

At the end of the school day I was walking down the hall to the assistant principal's office for a curriculum meeting and was passing the cafeteria when I heard strange sounds. I stopped and listened. Sure enough, it was coming from the cafeteria. I stepped up to the double doors and put my ear to the door. In an instant I recognized the sounds.

I opened the door and stepped into the room. There to the right was the source of the sounds.

Jenny, one of the cheerleaders, was on her knees and had Matt pushed against the wall with his pants down around his ankles. She was naked from the waist up and was deep throating him with her face flat against his crotch. Her hands were around his thighs and her tits were pressing against his legs. His eyes were closed with one hand braced against the wall and the other hand on the back of her head.

These two eighteen year olds were oblivious to my presence.

She made slurping and gagging sounds as she pulled back from his cock then jammed forward to slap her face against him again. He groaned with a cute little squeal at the end revealing the pleasure he was getting from her. Her nostrils were flared open and her mouth was stretched wide with saliva dripping from her chin down to her tits.

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"Oh, my god!" said my husband. "She was sucking him off right there in the cafeteria and you walked in on them?"

I had gotten home before my husband who had just arrived. He had me leaning over facing the kitchen wall with my skirt bunched around my waist and his hand was rubbing my pussy through my panties.

We both recognize my ravenous need for sex. As a teacher in a school with eighteen year olds, I took advantage of every opportunity that presented itself. That's how I got my reputation as the fucking teacher.

This is part of our sex play. I tell my husband what happened during my day and then we have passionate, fiery sex. We both get off on my exploits at school.

"Yeah. Right there. Oh, yeah. Your fingers feel so good on my cunt."

"That was a hot scene! What happened then?" he asked as he pushed my panties aside and pulled on my cunt lips.

I groaned and moved back against his fingers.

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I stood there watching them. She was doing a good job on his cock, deep throating him, then pulling back almost to the end. Spit was dripping down her chin as she held her mouth over the end of his cock and swirled her tongue around the end. Some of her blond hair had gotten wet and was stringing together. Without removing her mouth from his cock, she would slide her lips up and down one side then the other side, slurping loudly. Then she would engulf it again, bobbing and sucking on it noisily.

They must have been there a while, because his cock was glowing red from the friction. I noticed that it was a nice size, not too long, but nice and thick with dark red veins running up and down its length.

A pang of envy hit me and I realized I was getting turned on; my pussy was getting wet.

All of a sudden Matt opened his eyes and saw me. I quickly put my finger up to my lips to shush him. His eyes were wide with excitement and fear, but he didn't say anything. I knew I couldn't pass up the opportunity. "Young lady, what do you think you're doing?!" I spoke loudly enough to scare her.

She jerked off his cock and looked over at me. His cock slapped up loudly against his belly. Spit dribbled from his cock to her chin.

She looked scared and it was a second before she said anything.

"Uh... I... Uh... We..." Then she realized she was kneeling on her cheerleading sweater and her tits were on display. She tried to cover her breasts with her hands and arms, but the effort was useless in trying to hide her generous tits. I continued looking right at her. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

She tried to speak, but could only mumble something incoherent.

I answered for her. "Jenny, put your sweater on and leave. I'll need to think about what I'm going to do about this."

She dropped her hands off her breasts, reached down for her sweater, and stood up. Her perfect tits swayed and the nipples looked to be hard as rocks. As she was putting her sweater on over her head, Matt started to move. I held my hand up indicating that he should stay where he was.

I... Uh... I'm sorry...

Just leave for practice or wherever

Matt, then at

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my husband complimented me. "You got rid of the girl and this hung

into my

fingers apart. Yeah, just like that... Oh, god." I

did you

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little. After all, a teacher had just discovered them and he was probably half scared to death. I smiled at him, walked over, and stood in front of him. His cock drooped a little more, but I wasn't having any of that. I reached up under

more.

hand and brought them up

fingers didn't reach all the way around it.

his ear.

moaned, sucked my fingers

I think we can work it

he nodded

to do. If you do what I say,

He nodded his head.

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He pulled my panties down and I stepped out of them. He held my skirt up above my waist and gave my

I groaned.

he pushed me up hard against the wall, leaned up

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to pull my fingers out of your

his head. I was looking at him and slowly stroking his cock. His eyes were wide with excitement and

and I'll probably suck your balls into my mouth. I'm going to spit on your cock and lick it off and I'm going to shove your hard cock down my throat as far as it

moaned, with my fingers

make any noise,

He nodded again.

back, and fuck me.

nasty talk

"Remember, Matt. No sounds."

His head nodded again.

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what you were going to do!" my

we are going to do. If you do what I say, I'll fuck you so hard you'll

He was replaying my story

"Uh, huh," I replied.

quiet. You can holler all you want. O.

"Uh, huh," I answered.

hard into my

so hard I don't know how he kept his fingers in me, but he

he held

pulled his thumb and fingers out and stroked my cunt

that's just the beginning," he said. "Now

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