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The Schoolgirl’s Gaming Lesson
Schoolgirls. They’re always so eager, aren’t they? Always seeking to learn. Young Lily was no exception. The petite blonde spent all week clamoring to get behind the screen, her fingers itching to grab the controller and lose herself in pixelated bliss. She scanned every corner of the classroom for it, staring longingly at the device that could grant her access to endless diversion.
Her busty teacher, however, had other plans. Ms. Shakira was more interested in the tight little ass Lily wiggled in her seat while she daydreamed of digital adventures. Instead of granting her student’s request to play, the busty blonde temptress decided that Lily needed some… one-on-one tutoring.
Lily’s eyes widened as Ms. Shakira clapped her hands together, drawing the attention of the class. “Alright, that’s enough! Everyone leave the room and let me have some private time with Lily,” she announced with a devilish smirk. The students filed out obediently, eager to escape any additional lectures.
When the last student left, Ms. Shakira rounded on the squirming blonde, cornering her against a desk. “Now then, Lily dear. You’ve been so naughty in class,” she purred, reaching out to pinch the girl’s pert nipple through her tiny white shirt. “Toys can be very…distracting. And I know just the one to teach you!”
The confused girl gasped as the teacher hiked up her tight, pleated skirt, exposing the glistening wetness of her shaved slit. “Wh-what are you doing?” Lily stammered, face blushing crimson. But any further protests were cut short by the firm shove of her face into soggy blonde curls.
Lily had no choice but to bury her tongue in the warm, musky folds of her teacher’s dripping pussy. Modest moans turned to muffled groans as Ms. Shakira grinded her cunt into the student’s shocked face. Soon Lily was lapping at the swollen clit like a parched puppy, desperate for the approval of this bizarre turn of events.
Ms. Shakira threw her head back in ecstasy, relishing the sensation of the girl’s young mouth. Her hips rocked faster, smothering Lily’s face in her arousal. Lily could only submit to the lashing of her cunt, inhibitions melting away as she focused on delivering pleasure to her looming dominatrix.
With a shuddering cry, Ms. Shakira came hard on Lily’s obedient tongue, gushing juices that dribbled down the girl’s chin and smeared on her flushed cheeks. Lily whimpered, overwhelmed by the acrid-sweet taste, but instinctively lapped it all up like an eager kitten.
But the lesson was only beginning. The teacher unzipped her pencil skirt and yanked Lily’s head back by her ponytail. Lily gasped for air, eyes hazy and hair unused. “Tongue out, pet,” Ms. Shakira growled. “You’ve a new toy to master.”
Lily’s jaw dropped as a fat, veined dick sprang out from the teacher’s crotch beneath her skirt. She’d never even seen one in person before. Gingerly, she poked her tongue out to lick the bulbous head, tasting the salty precome oozing from the tip. The musky scent invaded her nostrils as she parted her lips, letting the teacher guide herself into the wet heat of Lily’s mouth.
The spit-slick cock pumped in and out, stretching Lily’s jaw obscenely. She gagged as it hit the back of her throat, eyes watering, but didn’t pull away. Not when there was a chance for such stimulating fun.
Ms. Shakira pumped harder, fingers twisting in Lily’s hair as she face-fucked the parochial slut. “That’s it, you little cocksleeve,” she grunted. “Suck teacher’s fuckstick! Show me how much you want to play after class…”
Desperate whimpers around the invading length were muffled and slutty, a wet drool of desire dribbling down Lily’s chin. She sucked for all she was worth, focusing only on that thick veiny pole of pleasure stretching her mouth. The rest of the world fell away.
Ms. Shakira gave Lily’s head one final, brutal shove and pulled out with a guttural moan. Thick, pungent ropes of jizz slopped across the student’s surprised face. Lily gasped, eyes flying open in shock, as sticky come dripped into her open mouth and plastered her blonde bangs to her brow.
Glazed and used, Lily tembled in place, panting, mouth agape with that cummy, empty feeling. She tongue-smeared the seed pasted to her face and lips with a daze-muddled expression.
Ms. Shakira watched in satisfaction, tits heaving. “Very good. See? Studying one-on-one can be so much…productive. Especially with the right tools, right?”
Lily made a small nod. It would be ages still until she was old enough to play with such wonderful new games, but for now, she had learned a valuable lesson: with hard work and devotion, any reward is within reach.
