Lesbian Teachers Seduced

by Reed James

  “Yes,” I groaned as her hand slid higher and higher. She brushed my panties at my hip, her fingers dipping into the waistband. She was so bold. “That's right. You're stimulating me.”

  “Mmm, I bet there are all sorts of fun ways we can stimulate each other,” she purred, stepping closer, our bodies almost pressed together.

  My heart raced, the blood screaming through my cheek. Her fingers slid along my waistband until they were right over my pussy. They pushed deeper, brushing the curly hair at the top of my pubic mound, the triangle I kept carefully groomed. “Yes.”

  “How about you wait here after your final class?” I purred. “Then we can discover all those different stimulations. It'll be an experiment. Some practical biology. How does that sound?”

  “Amazing,” I groaned, my body shuddering. I only had one more class to teach. I didn't know how I would make it through. I needed to cum right now.”

  “Good.” She pulled her fingers out then leaned in and lightly brushed her lips against mine. I groaned again, savoring the sweet lip gloss, apricot, that lingered after she broke away. She sauntered to the door, leaving me panting and gasping.

  I turned around and snagged my phone. “Will be late,” I texted my wife, my pussy clenching. “Have a private meeting with student. Sry. Very last minute.”

  I hit send without a moment's hesitation. I loved my wife, but I couldn't fight this crush. I had to sleep with Felicity and get it out of my system.

  * * *

  Professor Danielle Greene

  My phone chirped. I fished it out of my purse. My stomach clenched. It was a text from my wife.

  All day, guilt and lust had warred with me. I couldn't believe I would cheat on my wife today. It seemed unconscionable. I loved her, and yet Naomi possessed my thoughts. I couldn't get rid of them. It racked me all day. I couldn't even bring myself to come up with an excuse to tell my wife why I would be running late.

  Part of me, a small part, hoped my planned affair would all fall apart. That I wouldn't break my marriage vows. I loved Vaniqua, but no one had ever excited me so much before. I was so weak. I couldn't help myself, so I searched for any way out of this.

  I swiped my screen and read the message: “Will be late. Have a private meeting with student. Sry. Very last minute.”

  My pussy clenched. She would be late. I didn't even have to make the excuse. I didn't have to act suspicious. There was nothing stopping me from being in the classroom and waiting for Naomi in an hour.

  “Okay,” I texted back, guilt and lust twisting around my stomach, “I have a few things to do anyways. Text me when you're finished.” Then, as an afterthought, she hastily added, “Love you.”

  I hit send.

  “Love you, too.”

  My guilt spiked higher, but it wasn't enough to fight the tide of lust flowing out of my pussy. Trembling, I walked into the next classroom to teach my last lesson for the day. I trembled as I stepped up to the lectern. Only an hour. I could get through this then cum so hard on Naomi's licking face.

  I wondered what her pussy tasted like. I knew I would find out.

  * * *

  Naomi

  “Are we ready?” I asked Felicity as we met up in the school cafeteria. “Professor Greene is eager to talk the ethics of student/teacher affairs.”

  “Wicked,” Felicity giggled. “Well, Professor Knapp and I will be exploring stimuli and how it affects living organisms.”

  Nelly, holding my hand, laughed. “You two are so bad.”

  “Oh, and who seduced a pregnant, married professor for me?” I asked my fiancee.

  Nelly had a proud smile. There were hints of the man I had grown up loving in her feminine face. The eyes were still the same. But now she was even sexier. I couldn't help leaning over and kissing her. Nelly's hand tightened on mine.

  “Well, let's go have fun with these naughty teachers,” grinned Felicity.

  I broke the kiss and nodded. My clit itched to become a cock, and I had just fucked my Nelly in the restroom—I wanted Professor Greene to find a naughty surprise inside my fiancee. “Thanks for making me into a futa, Felicity. You made me and Nelly so much happier than we were.”

  Nelly nodded in agreement.

  “That's what friends are for,” Felicity grinned.

  * * *

  Professor Vaniqua Knapp

  Felicity burst through the doors into my classroom. I trembled as the siren closed and locked the doors behind her. I was older than her, far more experienced than any eighteen-year-old girl, and yet I felt like the innocent novice being seduced into lesbianism for the first time.

  She moved to me, her pigtails swaying, her smile hungry, beguiling, and innocent all at the same time. And those hazel eyes. They devoured me. She pulled my purse off my shoulder, setting it on the desk before pushing me down on it. Her hands slipped off my shoulders, sliding down to cup my breasts through my blouse.

  “Mmm, is this stimulating?” Felicity asked as the palms of her hands pressed on my nipples through blouse and bra.

  My nipples ached. They shot stimulation down to my wet pussy. “Yes,” I groaned. “A great amount.”

  “And when I do this?” her hands moved, her fingers pinching at my nipples through my clothing. The lining of my bra rubbed on my hard nubs as she played with them. “Mmm, does that stimulate that hot, wet hole between your thighs, slut?”

  Slut. I hadn't been called that since I was in college and enjoying all the girls eager to experiment with lesbian sex.

  “Yes,” I moaned, my thighs pressing together, trying to take the ache off my burning flesh.

  Her fingers undid the buttons of my blouse before I realized it, spilling off my chest to reveal my lilac, lacy bra cupping my small, chocolate breasts. Felicity purred, cupping my tits through the bra before she let her hands slid around behind me and release the clasp.

  “These are gorgeous,” she purred as my bra and blouse slipped off my shoulders. My nipples were hard, dark-brown nubs rising at the peak of my lighter-chocolate tits. She seized them, her pale fingers digging into my firm flesh. She leaned down, her pink tongue circling my brown nub.

  “Oh, that's very stimulating, Felicity,” I gasped.

  Her lips sealed over my nub. She sucked and nibbled. I groaned, shifting on the desk. I leaned back onto my hands and let this delicious girl worship my nipples. She went back and forth, sucking, nipping, tonguing, and teasing. Her fingers stroke my sides as she loved my nubs. She moaned and purred.

  “Mmm, so delicious,” she gasped. Her tongue licked up from my breast to my neck. I shuddered as she went higher and found my lips. Her apricot lip gloss was sweet on my mouth as we kissed, our tongues meeting.

  Her fingers played with my nipples. I couldn't resist. I let my hands go to her breasts. I squeezed them through her blouse, so firm, like mine. Small titties that were perfect to fit in my hands. She moaned into the kiss, her tongue thrusting deep into my mouth as I unbuttoned her blouse and felt her naked breasts.

  “Ooh, that's nice,” she gasped after breaking our kiss. My fingers squeezed her small, pink nipples. She rolled my nubs and I returned the favor. I bet her pussy itched as hot as mine. Her cheeks were flushed and her breathing quickened. “You are making me so hard.”

  “I can tell,” I purred as I played with her nipples.

  “No, look down.”

  My eyes swept down her stomach to her skirt. A hard, thick shaft tented her skirt. The pink tip peaked out of the hem. She had a cock. A throbbing, pink shaft. How had she hidden it? It was massive. I didn't think cocks could get that big, though I hadn't a lot of experience.

  And yet her tits were so firm. They were natural. She wasn't a transgendered woman, so how did she have a cock? My pussy clenched. Why did I find it hot? I was turned off by cocks. I was a rare lesbian that didn't even like dildos, though my wife loved them. I preferred small vibrators and personal massagers, toys that didn't penetrate me.

  She lifted her skirt.

 
; “How?” I gasped. She had a pussy. Her labia wrapped around the base of the cock. It thrust from where her clit should be. “That's not possible.”

  “Shh, you're going to love its stimulation,” she purred as she knelt. She pushed up my skirt, revealing my lilac panties stained with my excitement. “Just enjoy yourself.”

  Her tongue licked up my soaked crotch, pushing the fabric between the lips of my pussy. I groaned and shuddered, leaning father back on my hands until I was on my elbows. My thighs tightened, pressing on her cheeks as she found my clit and sucked it through my panties.

  She had a cock. It made my pussy so wet. “Yes,” I groaned. “Oh, yes, I want you to fuck me with it.”

  Just saying it almost made me cum. I wanted a cock in me. It belonged to a woman. A girl's dick. It was so hot, so exciting. I had never seen anything like it. My clit throbbed in her mouth as she nibbled and sucked on it through my panties.

  My hips bucked. I fell flat on the desk, the surface cool on my back. I writhed, humping into her mouth. She felt amazing caressing me through my panties. I couldn't wait to feel her tongue on my bare pussy.

  And then her cock.

  My pussy clenched. “Fuck, you are so sexy, Felicity.”

  “You are going to cum so hard on my futa-cock,” she promised between licks.

  “I will,” I gasped as her tongue pressed the fabric of my panties deeper into my folds. The cloth rasped on my sensitive flesh. I shuddered, my eyes fluttering. I let out a gasping moan as my pussy clenched. “I'll cum on your cock.”

  My orgasm burst through me. I pictured her cock in me as the pleasure rippled out of my pussy. I bucked on the table, my back sticking to the surface. My small breasts jiggled. I moaned through clenched teeth as I pinched my nipples, letting the pleasure flood through my body. It washed through my mind and left me aching for more.

  For her cock.

  “Please, I need it in me. Your tongue isn't enough. I need to be stretched and fucked by your girl-cock.”

  “Mmm, I love hearing a woman beg,” smiled Felicity as she rose. Her dick bounced before her. Precum dribbled from the slit. I was a biology teacher. I knew what a man's cock looked like. And hers was identical, only bigger. My pussy clenched.

  “Please, fuck me,” I gasped.

  She seized my panties and ripped them down my thighs. She brought them to her mouth and inhaled as she rubbed her dick on my pussy. She shuddered, her tongue licked at my juices staining my crotch as she thrust.

  “Yes,” I gasped as my pussy stretched around her cock. I never had anything so big. Usually only a finger or two from my wife entered me. My pussy clenched tight about her cock, trying to fight her girth's entrance. There was almost pain as I stretched wider and wider open. I groaned and shuddered, my moans gaping through the room.

  And then she was all the way in me. She grinned down at me, her pigtails swaying against the slopes of her breasts. She drew back, the friction rippling pleasure through my body and thrust again, her cock slamming deep into my depths.

  “So good,” I gasped. My dripping pussy clenched and relaxed on her dick, the pleasure growing more intense with every stroke. She thrust so deep into me. My thighs tightened about her waist as I humped against her.

  I had never felt anything better.

  “I love your cock.”

  “Good,” she smiled as she reached into my purse. Before I realized it she had my phone out. She kept fucking me as she swiped the screen. I shuddered, struggling to think against the pleasure of her cock. “Here's your wife's number. I bet she would love to hear how much you enjoy her cock.”

  My eyes widened. My pussy clenched. “No,” I gasped. “Please, no.”

  “Mmm, I love hearing women beg,” she purred as the phone rang. It was on speaker. She held it before her.

  * * *

  Professor Danielle Greene

  I hadn't expected Naomi to bring a friend, but busty Nelly was cute, a raven-haired beauty that would have been beautiful if she wasn't standing next to the radiant, blonde Naomi. But I didn't care, having two girls strip, lick, and tease my body was amazing.

  My body was on fire as their hands stroked up to my large breasts. My blouse was stripped off. Nelly's lips kissed down my spine to my bra clasp. I shuddered as it was free and my large tits spilled out right into Naomi's waiting hands.

  “So wonderful. They're bigger than yours, Nelly,” Naomi purred as she pressed her face between them. Her blonde curls were silk on my hard nipples as she kissed and licked between my tits. “So soft. I love them.”

  “They do look delicious,” Nelly giggled. “I used to try so hard not to look at busty women before.”

  “Ooh, I'm learning so much about you since you changed, Nelly,” smiled Naomi. “My fiancee was a horndog before.”

  “Horndog?” I groaned as I was stretched out on the desk, Naomi still feasting on my tits. Her mouth licked and nibbled. That was a name for a horny man. Not the beautiful, busty woman that climbed up on the desk, straddling me. Her skirt had slipped off and a pair of panties, molded tight to her pussy lips and stained with her excitement, filled my vision.

  “Lick my fiancee,” moaned Naomi as she unzipped my skirt and pulled it off. I was only in my panties now. “Devour her pussy.

  “Yes,” I groaned, pulling Nelly down to my lips. I pushed the gusset of her panties to the side as Naomi ripped off my thong and exposed my shaved pussy.

  I buried my lips into Nelly's pussy, tonguing the girl. I shuddered. Her pussy had a spicy flavor, but it was also so salty. I licked again. I had never tasted a woman that had such a flavor before. It was like there was something in her.

  My eyes widened. “She has cum in her pussy.”

  “Uh-huh,” groaned Naomi. Then she licked through my pussy. Her tongue fluttered up through my silky petals and hit my clit.

  I shuddered and struggled to sit up, but Nelly's pussy pressed on my face, smothering my lips and mouth. The salty cum leaked out, dribbling into me. It coated my tongue. I shuddered, finding the taste delicious. I groaned as Naomi's tongue took a second lick, my body burning with lust. It was hard to care that a man's cum leaked into my mouth.

  “Whose?” I had to know.

  “Mine,” purred Naomi. “I wanted to give you a treat before we arrived.”

  “But you don't have a cock,” I gasped, remembering her shaved pussy she flashed me this morning.

  “What if I did?” she asked. “What if I could summon a big, thick cock that would stretch your pussy out and make you cum?”

  A hot shudder ran through me as I pictured a cock thrusting from the slim blonde's crotch. A hot flush ran through me. My pussy clenched on her probing tongue. I moaned into Nelly's pussy, my own tongue sweeping out to find more and more of Naomi's supposed cum as I tried to think. My body was on fire. Rational thoughts were too hard to make.

  “I would love it,” I gasped, shuddering on the table. “That would be so hot.”

  My tongue shoved deeper into Nelly's pussy. I explored the girl as she shuddered and writhed atop my lips. Her moans echoed through the classroom while her fiancee devoured my pussy. Naomi's tongue was aggressive, exploring every nook and cranny, fanning the flames of my desires burning in my depths.

  I had to cum. I squirmed, the pressure growing inside of me. I bucked into her hungry lips. My eyes fluttered open and close. I gasped, my butt rising and falling on the table. My toes curled. I groaned into Naomi's pussy. Such wonderful delight burst inside of me.

  “Oh, yes, I want your cock in me,” I gasped as my orgasm shuddered through me. All day, I had been simmering, eager to explode, and it finally crashed on me.

  The pleasure shot through my body. I screeched like a boiling kettle into Nelly's delicious pussy. My lips found her clit, sucking hard on it as I thrashed. My juices squirted into Naomi's hungry mouth.

  As the pleasure reached its peak inside of me, the phone rang. Adele's “Hello” played. My wife was calling. Was she already finished? It was
too early. I needed more. I wanted Naomi's cock, as absurd as the possibility seemed, I needed it in me.

  Why did Vaniqua have to call right now?

  I moaned again. I would just ignore it. I was still cumming. Naomi's tongue stirred through my pussy, prolonging my orgasm. Such delicious waves shot through me. I gasped and moaned as my toes curled.

  The ringing grew louder. Nelly moved atop me. Had she picked up my—

  “Hello?” Nelly asked. She had answered. No, no, no.

  Naomi rose as I struggled to push Nelly's pussy off of my face.

  “Okay, you're on speaker,” Nelly purred.

  “Who is that?” my wife gasped, her voice breathy. “This is my wife's phone.”

  “Oh, that's Nelly,” a purring voice on the line breathed. “Hi, Nelly.”

  “Hey, Felicity,” Nelly giggled. “How's Vaniqua?”

  “Tight on my cock,” Felicity laughed. “So tight. Her cunt is amazing. Tell your wife how much you love my cock, Vaniqua.”

  “What is going on?” I demand as Nelly rose, letting me lift my head up. “Who—”

  My eyes fell on Naomi. A hard cock thrust from her naked crotch, thick and throbbing. She moved it between my legs, rubbing the tip on my pussy. Confusion and lust gripped me. My wife's panting moans echoed through the phone mixed with the rhythmic slap of flesh.

  “A-are you being fucked, Vaniqua?” I asked, my pussy clenched. I needed that cock.

  “She is,” purred Felicity. “Tell your wife how much you love my cock, Professor Knapp.”

  “I... I...” my wife's voice sounded so throaty and breathy, exactly the way it did when having sex. “I'm sorry, Danielle. I couldn't help myself. She has a cock. Oh, damn, she's fucking me. It's so good. Oh, my god, I'm cumming. I'm so sorry. I'm so weak, but I can't help it. Oh, yes. Keep fucking me with a cock. I'm such a terrible person for loving this.”

  The moans and gasps of my wife cumming on a girl's dick shot through me. I moaned and shuddered as I stared at Naomi and her beautiful cock nudging at my pussy. She had such a wicked look in her eyes.