Busty teacher Joi and masturbates

The student pulled up to the gate of Westfield High nervously. Typical of such schools, it boasted an impressive entrance, with towering oak trees lining the driveway. The boy, 18-year-old David, couldn’t believe his luck when he had received the text from his teacher, Miss. Mystery. The text read, “Hey David, it’s me tone at the west flat 8PM tonight. I need tutoring on some advanced high school history.”

As he pulled into the driveway of the sprawling brick schoolhouse converted to living quarters for ‘distinguished faculty,’ his mind raced with possibilities. He was always a good student, but Miss. Mystery was no ordinary teacher. Her reputation preceded her; rumors of herovies antics, mainly involving her excessive bust and provocative attire, spread like wildfire through the schoolboy gossip mill.

At precisely 8:00 PM, David rang the doorbell, palms sweaty and heart pounding. The door swung open to reveal the stunning Miss. Mystery in all her glory. She was dressed in a sheer lacy teddy that barely contained her massive breasts, the fabric straining against their weight. Her wavy brunette hair cascaded down her back, adorned with glasses perched atop her nose. She beckoned him inside, a sly smile playing on her plump, glossy lips.

“Good evening, David,” she purred, leading him to the plush living room. “I trust you are prepared for an intensive tutoring session?”

David nodded meekly, his eyes glued to her ample cleavage as she bent over to retrieve a textbook from the coffee table. She straightened up and began unbuttoning her translucent top, revealing the underside of her milky white breasts. “Well, let’s dive right in, shall we?”

Miss. Mystery sat on the sofa and patted the space beside her invitingly. David quickly obliged, his teenage hormones raging as he watched her slowly remove her skimpy top. Her massive assets bounced free, nipples already hard and erect.

“Now, darling,” she began, reaching behind her to unhook her lacy teddy, “what would you say is the most important reason for studying history?”

David gulped, his eyes bulging as her mammoth mounds spilled out, threatening to overtake her slight frame. He stammered out an answer, the blood rushing to his groin as she slid the fabric down her long legs, exposing her lacy thong.

“Mmmhmm, you’re right, education is crucial,” she cooed, tossing the garment aside. She leaned back and spread her legs, the damp patch on her panties betraying her own arousal. “I want you to focus, David. Keep your eyes on the prize.”

With that, Miss. Mystery slipped a hand into her panties and began to stroke her engorged clitoris. Her breath hitched as she pleasured herself, the wet suctioning sounds filling the room. “History is all about pleasure and power, don’t you agree?”

David nodded dumbly, his erection straining against his jeans as he watched the show. She arched her back, pinching and tugging at her stiff nipples, the swollen buds jutting out from her chest. “Oooh yes, learn well from your teacher…”

Adding a second finger to the mix, Miss. Mystery began pumping into her dripping wet hole with fervor. Her other hand groped and fondled her pendulous breasts, the mounds jiggling obscenely with her thrusts. She threw her head back in ecstasy, hair tossing wildly, as she neared her peak.

“Fuck, yes…I’m going to cum on my student’s finger!” she cried out, her words garbled and slurred in bliss. Her body convulsed, thighs clenching around her hand, as she rode out the intense waves of orgasm. Glazed eyes fluttered open, meeting David’s shocked but lustful ones.

“My turn,” she purred again, pushing him down onto the sofa. She climbed on top of him, her soaking thong grinding into his rigid cock. “Pay attention, I don’t give refunds for missed lessons.”

Miss. Mystery produced a hefty vibrator from her discarded bra and slipped her panties aside. With a sudden motion, she shoved the toy into her cult. The thick shaft plunged deep into her sopping pussy, balls-deep, as she began furiously grinding her hips.

Her massive tits bounced all over his face, demanding his attention as she rode his face. David latched onto the offered nubile, suckling greedily like a newborn lamb. Miss. Mystery moaned wantonly, pushing her tit deeper into his mouth, muffling his groans of pleasure.

Their intense fucking session continued long into the night, both unaware of their history class the next morning…