Amateur Threesome Blowjob – Teacher of Magic & Laruna Mave
Title: An Unforgettable Lesson with the Magic Teacher and his Enchanting Assistant
It was a warm summer afternoon and I, a young apprentice, had just arrived at the magical academy to attend my final lesson under the renowned teacher of magic, who was also known as an accomplished alchemist. Little did I know that this would be one of the most naughty and unforgettable lessons I would ever attend.
As I entered the classroom, I noticed that the Teacher of Magic, a debonair man in his late 30s, was not alone. Standing beside him was a young woman with an alluring smile and curves that would make the hungriest of men salivate. She introduced herself as Laruna Mave, the Teacher’s enthusiastic and ambitious assistant who had joined the academy a few months prior.
The lesson began with the Teacher discussing the intricacies of potion-making, but I couldn’t help but be distracted by Laruna’s mesmerizing presence. She wore a low-cut top that showcased her heaving cleavage, and a skirt that barely covered her thighs. Every time she leaned forward, I caught a glimpse of her garter belt and stockings.
As the Teacher continued his lesson, Laruna decided to demonstrate how to mix the ingredients. She picked up a large vat of honey and, with a mischievous grin, poured it over her ample breasts. The sweet liquid trickled down her cleavage, and she giggled as she cleaned it off with her fingers.
The Teacher smiled, clearly enjoying the show. He then picked up a vial of potent aphrodisiac and uncorked it, pouring it over Laruna’s chest. She moaned softly, her nipples visibly hardening underneath her drenched blouse.
“The intricacies of arousal are not to be ignored,” the Teacher said, his voice low and husky. “Feel the rush of desire, the need to be touched, to be pleasured.”
Laruna’s eyes locked with mine, her gaze smoldering with lust. “Care to assist me with the next step, young apprentice?” she purred.
My heart raced as I approached her, my hands shaking slightly. I reached out and cupped her Honey-coated breasts, kneading them gently. Laruna let out a soft gasp, her back arching as I teased her erect nipples through the thin fabric.
The Teacher watched intently, his hand slowly stroking the sizable bulge in his pants. “Remember, dear student, the art of magic is not just about potions and spells. It’s about harnessing the power of desire, of sensation.”
Laruna guided my hand under her skirt, and I felt the heat emanating from her core. She was already wet, her panties soaked with arousal. I slipped my fingers beneath the fabric, stroking her sensitive folds and feeling her desire grow.
The Teacher stepped forward, unbuttoning his pants to reveal his throbbing erection. “Lesson one,” he said sternly. “The art of the double blowjob.”
Laruna’s eyes widened, and she quickly knelt before the Teacher, wrapping her plump lips around his shaft. I was momentarily mesmerized by the sight, but the gentle squeeze of the Teacher’s hand on the back of my head brought me back to reality.
Gulping nervously, I sunk to my knees beside Laruna, taking in the Teacher’s musky scent. I lapped at his swollen head, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked from his tip. Laruna and I took turns sucking and stroking him, our mouths and hands working in tandem to bring him closer to the edge.
The Teacher groaned approvingly, his hands cupping our heads and guiding us. “That’s it, you eager little minxes,” he grunted. “Make me cum.”
Laruna took him deeper, her throat bulging obscenely as she gagged on his length. I sucked harder, swirling my tongue around his shaft. The Teacher’s breathing grew heavier, his hips thrusting forward as he neared his climax.
With a mighty roar, he exploded, his hot, thick cum filling our mouths and dripping down our chins. Laruna and I greedily swallowed every drop, licking our lips clean.
“Lesson two,” the Teacher panted, his voice husky with post-orgasmic bliss. “The art of the threesome.”
He laid back on the desk, his spent cock lying erect against his stomach. Laruna and I wasted no time in stripping off our clothes, revealing our nubile bodies to the Teacher’s hungry gaze.
Laruna positioned herself over his face, her dripping pussy hovering mere inches above his mouth. “I’ve been dreaming of this cock for weeks,” she purred, grabbing his shaft and guiding it to my entrance.
I shivered as the Teacher’s tongue delved into Laruna’s folds, her moans echoing off the classroom walls. Slowly, I sank down onto his impressive length, my virgin walls stretching to accommodate him.
The sensation was overwhelming, and I let out a long, low moan as he filled me completely. Laruna leaned down, her breasts pressing against mine as she kissed me deeply, our tongues dancing together.
We began to move, our hips rising and falling in a rhythmic dance as the Teacher thrust up into me. His fingers dug into Laruna’s hips, pulling her closer as he feasted on her dripping cunt.
Our moans and gasps echoed through the room, a symphony of lust and desire. The Teacher’s cock throbbed inside me, and I could feel my orgasm building, a tightening coil of ecstasy that threatened to consume me.
Laruna’s eyes rolled back, her body shuddering as she came undone above me. The feeling of her climax pushed me over the edge, and I cried out, my walls clenching desperately around the Teacher’s shaft.
With a final thrust, he buried himself deep inside me, his hot seed flooding my depths. I could feel it spreading warmth through my core, marking me as his.
We collapsed together, a tangle of sweat-slicked limbs and heaving chests. The Teacher smirked, clearly pleased with our performance.
“And that, my eager students,” he said, still buried inside me, “is the art of magic.”
As I looked around the room, at the erotic landmarks of our lesson – from the discarded clothing to the sticky spots on the desk and floor – I knew that this was a day I would never forget. A day when the lines between magic and reality blurred, and I found myself bewitched by the Teacher of Magic and his enchanting assistant.
