Slutty student 18+ In Upskirt Fucks With Teacher In

The classroom was empty, save for Ms. Delete and her freshly enrolled student, Candy Crush. The young woman, barely 18, had transferred schools mid-semester, and her promiscuous reputation preceded her. Ms. Delete, a 30-something brunette with a penchant for tight skirts, had taken notice of the new student’s ample assets and made it her mission to “counsel” the vulpine vixen.

“Ms. Crush, I’ve noticed you seem distracted in class. Is everything alright?” Ms. Delete asked, her voice dripping with faux concern.

Candy Crush smirked, her large breasts heaving beneath her low-cut top. “Oh, I’m fine, teach. Just finding it a bit hard to concentrate with all these hot, sweaty boys around.”

Ms. Delete’s eyes narrow. “Is that so? Well, perhaps you need some… personal attention.” She uncrossed her legs, revealing a glimpse of her black lace panties beneath her leather miniskirt. “I can help with that.”

Candy Crush licked her lips, her eyes darkening with lust. “Oh? And just how do you intend to do that, teach?” She rose from her seat, strutting over to Ms. Delete with a sway in her hips.

Ms. Delete stood, towering over Candy Crush. She grabbed the girl by the throat, pulling her close. “I think you know exactly what I mean, you little slut. But we’ll do this my way.”

With that, she shoved Candy Crush to her knees. The girl obliged, her hands roaming over Ms. Delete’s silky thighs, inching higher and higher until she reached the hem of her miniskirt. In one swift motion, Candy Crush pulled the garment up, revealing Ms. Delete’s glistening pussy, barely covered by her lacy black panties.

Candy Crush leaned in, inhaling deeply. “Mmm, you smell delicious, teach.”

Ms. Delete shuddered, her grip on Candy Crush’s hair tightening. “Less talking, more action, slut.”

Candy Crush needed no further encouragement. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of Ms. Delete’s panties, pulling them aside and exposing her swollen clit. She poked her tongue out, licking a slow, deliberate stripe up Ms. Delete’s slit.

“Fuck,” Ms. Delete hissed, her head falling back.

Candy Crush continued her assault, alternating between licks and sucks, her fingers digging into Ms. Delete’s ass. The teacher’s moans grew louder, more urgent, and Candy Crush knew she was close.

Just as Ms. Delete was about to reach her peak, Candy Crush pulled away, leaving her slick with arousal. Ms. Delete whimpered, her eyes glazed over with lust. “Why did you stop?” she panted.

Candy Crush grinned, standing up and turning around. She flipped her skirt up, revealing her pert ass, barely covered by a skimpy thong. “I want you to fuck me, teach. Right here, right now.”

Ms. Delete’s eyes darkened, her lips curling into a leer. “As you wish, my dear.”

She grabbed a ruler from her desk, tracing it over Candy Crush’s ass. The girl shivered, her pussy growing wetter by the second. Ms. Delete pulled Candy Crush’s thong aside, revealing her slick folds.

The ruler slid between Candy Crush’s ass cheeks, pressing against her tight hole. Candy Crush gasped, her knees going weak. “Please,” she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Fuck me.”

Ms. Delete obliged, thrusting the ruler deep into Candy Crush’s ass. The girl cried out, her nails digging into the desk. Ms. Delete fucked her hard and fast, the ruler makes delicious squelching noises as it slid in and out of Candy Crush’s tight hole.

Just as Candy Crush was about to cum, Ms. Delete pulled out, leaving her empty and aching. She turned the girl around, pushing her down onto the desk. Candy Crush looked up at her, her eyes pleading. “Please, Ms. Delete, I need you inside me.”

Ms. Delete smirked, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. She stepped out of her heels, kicking them aside. She climbed onto the desk, straddling Candy Crush’s face.

“Suck,” she commanded, grinding her wet pussy against Candy Crush’s lips.

Candy Crush obliged, her tongue delving deep into Ms. Delete’s dripping cunt. She licked and sucked, her hands gripping Ms. Delete’s thighs, pulling her closer.

Ms. Delete’s hips bucked, her moans echoing off the classroom walls. She ground harder against Candy Crush’s face, her juices running down the girl’s chin.

Just as Candy Crush was about to explode, Ms. Delete pulled away, sliding down Candy Crush’s body. She hovered over the girl’s pussy, her breath hot against her slick folds.

“Beg for it,” Ms. Delete purred, her fingers trailing over Candy Crush’s clit.

“Please, Ms. Delete,” Candy Crush whimpered. “I need your tongue in my cunt. I need you to make me cum.”

Ms. Delete growled, burying her face in Candy Crush’s pussy. She licked and sucked, her tongue delving deep into Candy Crush’s hole. The girl bucked and writhed, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

Ms. Delete added a finger, then two, pumping them in and out of Candy Crush’s dripping cunt. She curled them just right, hitting that sweet spot that made Candy Crush see stars.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Candy Crush screamed, her pussy clenching around Ms. Delete’s fingers. She came hard, her juices flooding Ms. Delete’s mouth.

Ms. Delete lapped it up, her tongue never stopping its assault on Candy Crush’s sensitive clit. She brought the girl to the brink of another orgasm, then another, until Candy Crush was a quivering, cum-drunk mess.

Finally, Ms. Delete pulled away, licking her lips. “Good girl,” she purred, her voice a low rumble. “I think you’ve earned a passing grade.”

Candy Crush grinned, her eyes glazed over with post-orgasmic bliss. “Does this mean I can transfer to your class full time?”

Ms. Delete laughed, a deep, sultry sound. “Oh, I think we’ve only just begun, my dear. The real fun is yet to come.”

And with that, the two women began to plan their next illicit encounter, the empty classroom their playground for the forbidden pleasures of teacher and pupil.