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Generally, I liked to think of myself as a bright and studious student, who got decent grades in almost all of my classes, but if I’m being honest, science classes were always a challenge for me.

Being a fan of sci-fi, I always thought that science would be easy and exciting and that I’d be working with animals and shouting things like “reroute all power from life support” and “reverse the polarity” every so often (okay, realistically I didn’t expect that, but it would have been fun), when at the end of the day it was a lot more math than I’d ever expected, and certain concepts that didn’t quite click as well as I wanted. I absorbed enough to pass my classes, and get most science memes, but beyond that… well, I guess my college future was going to lean heavily on a liberal arts education.

All of this was to say that when I got my most recent science test back with a bright red B- on the top left corner of it, that wasn’t terribly surprising. Almost worthy of celebration, even. Not quite there yet, but better than I’d been expecting on this test, and certainly better than the previous test, so, if not worthy of celebration, at least it was worth a little pride at making some improvement.

What did surprise me, on the other hand, was the note “SEE ME AFTER SCHOOL!” that seemed a little more insistent than the usual teacher comments on one of my tests.

Once upon a time, this was the sort of thing that would have given me nightmares, since usually I did absolutely everything to avoid seeing a teacher (other than Mrs. Lynn) after class. Staying after class, that meant something was wrong, or more appropriately that I’d done something wrong.

The crazy events of my senior year removed all of that fear, not that there weren’t other clues that got my attention. There was something about the handwriting that was exciting, from its casually playful femininity, to that little accent of a heart instead of the dot at the end of the exclamation mark...

Of course, given the teacher in question, the note brought a wry smile to my face and a stirring to my pants. It brought back fond memories of sweaty bodies pressed against each other, of bouncing tits, a sucking mouth that wouldn’t quit, and a body you’d kill for. They were images that held me for the rest of the school day, even if it didn’t exactly do a lot for my focus in my remaining classes. Still, given what I was in for… could you really blame me for a certain level of distraction?

When that final school bell rang for the day, I waited in one of the school’s darker corners with bated breath for most of my classmates to file out of school. I’d already let my girlfriends know that I would be busy for the rest of the day, but that didn’t mean that something else couldn’t have come up. For that reason, I wanted to wait until there were as few people left in school as possible… I was in for a treat, and fun as it would’ve been, I didn’t want another girl snatching me up, since that was one of those things that just had a way of happening this year.

Finally satisfied that the coast was as clear as it was going to get, I made my way back to the school’s science building. It had been a long time since I’d seen my teacher in this capacity, so my hand might have been a little shaky as I made it to the door and reached for the handle. Nevertheless, it wasn’t all that difficult to steady myself as I turned the knob, pulled it open and stepped inside.

Most of the lights in the room were out, casting shadows across the various lab tables and racks of equipment that lined the walls, while the cardboard science project displays looked like creepy and ominous tombstones in this light, especially when one took into account the display skeleton hanging in the corner. The faint smell of chemicals filled the air, but not unpleasantly so. The vast majority of the room’s light spilled out of the open door that led to the teacher’s office on the other side of the chamber, from where I could hear cheerful humming and a certain bustling sound.

While the room itself felt distinctly ominous in its own distinct way, I wasn’t frightened. If anything, I was more exhilarated, always loving that rush that came with doing something I shouldn’t be doing, and there were a lot of things I shouldn’t be doing in here that were about to happen. That delicious wickedness made me quiver, licking my lips in anticipation as I locked the door behind me and set my backpack down on the nearest lab table.

“Hello?” I called out.

“Ryan!” a chipper voice called out. “I’m in my office, come in, come in! I’d come and greet you, but I just finished cleaning this place up and… well, it was a mess, and now it’s less than a mess!”

Even if I was used to receiving some of my lowest grades from her, I couldn’t help but smile at the cheerful voice. Putting my hands in my pockets in an effort to look more casual than excited, I strolled through the darkness toward the science room’s back office. Casual was something easier said than done, of course, especially when I was greeted by the sight inside.

“Ryan!” Dr. Valerie Chan exclaimed, beaming proudly as she crossed the office to meet me. “Come in! I’m so glad you were able to make it today; I know how busy you are and I normally wouldn’t have done this, but, well, I’ve been unusually horny all day, couldn’t stop thinking about your cock and then I thought, ‘why am I just thinking about it when I can just do something about it?’, so I just decided to say fuck it and decided to fucking jump you, you know?”

I grinned at her playful bluntness, because honestly, I wouldn’t have my favorite science teacher any other way.

Not that I was the only student at Regan Hills High School who could claim Dr. Chan as their favorite science teacher, since she was a sight to behold. 32-years old and still full of boundless energy for someone who had been teaching as long as she had, she had a naturally sunny presence and infectious enthusiasm that made her classes easy to sit through, and exciting, even if I couldn’t always get the principles down. A gorgeous, lightly tanned Chinese-American beauty might have been more popular for her looks among most of the boys, and a number of the girls, at school, with her joyful face, full lips that often curled in a broad smile, and sparkling, dark eyes that brimmed with mischief.

Her shoulder-length, silky black hair was held up in a bun at the moment, and she wore thick-rimmed glasses that she normally saved for her teaching days. Even though she wore a long white lab coat (that looked even longer on her short, 5’2” frame) buttoned up to the neck, I knew that underneath she had a body that would make a blind man drool, with tight abs, a round, bubble butt, and full D-cup tits that looked insane on her small frame.

I hadn’t had an opportunity to spend any time with her after we spent that memorable weekend at Viola Kent’s book club getaway, and to say I was excited for another chance now was a gross understatement.

“Well, you could’ve just led with that earlier,” I said, grinning playfully.

“Yeah, I know I could’ve,” Dr. Chan replied, giggling, “but if I leave that on your test, then there’s a chance that someone would see it, and I’d get Principal Carpenter on my ass and, well, let’s just say I want to avoid trouble. I think I heard you locking the door (thanks, btw), so I can see we’re on the same page there. Anyway, come on, grab a seat! Take your shoes off, the carpet’s clean and I swear that couch is more comfortable than it looks!”

Her office was small, with walls that were cramped with shelves full of supplies, books and notebooks. True to her word, though, the carpeting actually seemed pretty clean, and the couch that took up the office’s back wall looked comfortable, if a bit on the old side. Taking a look and seeing her bare feet, and what looked like bare legs above them, I smirked and bent over to take off my shoes and socks before sitting on the couch.

“So…” I said, watching her as she finished cleaning up her desk. “I have to ask you something.”

“Uh huh!” Dr. Chan said, turning around to face me with a broad smile.

“You decided to seduce me… on a B-minus?” I laughed.

She chuckled with me. “Well, I guess I should really get your number from one of my friends, it was the only opportunity I could think of. I mean, I know it wasn’t the most opportune method of seduction… but it was what I had to improvise with. I’ve never been all that great at seduction, usually it’s, ‘Hey, wanna fuck?’ and guys just stumble over themselves to get to me, so I might be a little rusty. Forgive me?”

“No forgiveness needed,” I said. “But I’ll get you my number after we’re done here.”

“Oh, that’d be awesome!” Dr. Chan exclaimed, slowly strolling over to me. “I sometimes think of a nice sexy picture I want to take, and since it’s hit or miss whether or not my husband’ll like them, I’d love to send them to you!”

I grinned. The sheer volume of sexts and nudes I got from MILFs around town was pretty intense as it was, but I was always game for more, especially from someone as hot and fun as Dr. Chan.

I looked up at her as she approached me, toying with the buttons at the top of her lab coat. “And I’d love to receive them.”

“That’s fucking fantastic,” she replied, sounding thoroughly enthused. “Ah, you’re gonna be getting so many pictures soon… I’d apologize, but, I look fucking amazing in them, so it wouldn’t be a really sincere apology.”

“Oh, I’m not asking for an apology…” I said, looking her up and down in her curious lab coat. “But I am interested in seeing how you planned on seducing me.”

Dr. Chan strolled over to me casually, grinning broadly as she approached. “Well, I’ll be honest, I went through a number of ideas on how I might go about that…”

Slowly, she began to unbutton her lab coat, revealing the bare flesh of her upper chest. “I thought about asking for your help with an experiment, or perhaps offering to tutor you on matters of anatomy and the human reproductive system. You know, the usual, cliched sorts of things you’d see in a porno set in some studio back office they’re trying to pretend is a fucking classroom.”

“You watch a lot of porn?” I asked, watching as she continued to unbutton her coat and becoming increasingly certain that she had nothing on underneath. She kept it close to closed, but the skin was becoming increasingly prominent, and as she unbuttoned beneath her breasts, I didn’t see even a trace of a bra.

If my cock was twitching to life before, it was rock hard now.

“Oh, totally,” Dr. Chan replied, giggling. “It’s one of the few things that gets me through the day sometimes. I have a lot of challenging students, and sometimes I just need to take a break and unleash, destress and recharge before the next class. So, yeah, I might cue up a few clips and get off during breaks…”

She’d unbuttoned the coat down to her belly button at this point, still keeping the sides of it teasingly close, but showing off a lot of skin to me.

“Sounds hot,” I replied. “I’d probably do the same if I was dealing with that kind of stress.”

“Ha!” Dr. Chan laughed, unbuttoning down to just above her pussy and proving she wasn’t wearing panties either. “You’d have a line of girls just waiting for you to help take off that kind of pressure, I doubt you’d have to resort to something as pedestrian as porn.”

I had some good responses lined up for her, but the way she was teasing me made it difficult to focus. Her lab coat was almost completely unbuttoned and parted down the middle to show off to me just how naked she was, and yet, I still couldn’t actually see a thing. I couldn’t see her breasts or her pussy, just a tease as she held it close, yet separate, showing off her gorgeous flesh and driving me completely wild. A witty response was difficult at a time like this, something that she seemed to thoroughly enjoy.

“Seems like a cat’s got your tongue,” Dr. Chan said, teasing one side of her coat closer to her nipple, revealing most of her gorgeous, D-cup breast without showing me anything that I needed to see.

Finding my words after a moment of silence, I grinned wryly and replied, “I’d rather it be your pussy, honestly. Or your ass, if I’m being honest.”

Dr. Chan squealed in delight, bounding over to me and hopping onto my lap. Looking up at me with a big smile, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in for a deep, sloppy kiss, with all the enthusiasm I’d learned to expect from her as a lover. She broke the kiss just as quickly, wiggling her ass against my cock through my jeans and her lab coat, before smiling up at me brightly.

“Not gonna lie, it’s kind of great having you all alone here, not having to share you with a houseful of ladies, just waiting for one of them to take you away… I could really take my time with you if I wanted to, tease this out, fuck you in a way you’ll remember for the rest of your life…” she said, reaching down to tease the opening at the front of her coat.

And then she simply pulled it open, revealing her big, bare tits to me, her dark nipples standing out, thick and hard and begging for my attention.

“…but I’m way too horny for that now, so, I think I’d like to just get down to business with the two of us naked and fucking and licking and sucking, how’s that sound?” Dr. Chan finished, shifting her position so she had her tits level with my face.

“Sounds amazing to me,” I replied, taking one of her nipples into my mouth.

I knew she liked things fast and rough from our time together at the book club retreat, so I didn’t exactly take my time with her now that she was in my lap. I wrapped my arms around her, supporting her by her delightfully round ass as I pressed my face against her tits, kissing them and sucking at her nipples, running my tongue over her sensitive nubs in swift, small circles that had her moaning in no time.

“Mmm, yes, suck my tits, suck my tits!” Dr. Chan laughed, throwing her head back as I pleasured her. “Ooh, I waited too long to do this again… but I’ve got you now… oh, have I got you now… I want to do so many things with you… fuck, keep sucking my tits… keep sucking on them, yes, like that, fuck, feels so good… fuckfuckfuck… please keep sucking, I want you so bad, fuck, I want you so bad, so dirty, I want it all… everything I can’t get at home…”

My mouth still around one of her nipples, I grinned, and then playfully bit down on the nipple. Not enough to cause serious pain, but enough to get her attention as she wailed pleasurably. Dr. Chan threw her head back again, before looking down at me, her eyes blazing with lust.

“You can’t get it dirty at home?” I teased, reaching down to continue to grope her ass. I knew what her likely answer was, just as well as I knew from experience that she loved getting her ass groped and played with, and I was happy to keep indulging this for her.

There’s nothing like the sex you can get from properly indulging a MILF, I’d found.

“Oh, never… he’s too nice, too decent… if I want to get it dirty the way I want it, I have to come to you, I think…” Dr. Chan moaned, rocking her ass against my hands.

I growled, squeezing her ass roughly. “Well, why didn’t you open with that, then?”

Roughly, I tossed her to the side on the couch. She landed awkwardly, on her knees facing away from me, squealing in surprise.

I vowed to make that not the only reason she’d be squealing.

I pulled up the back of her lab coat over her luscious, round ass, enjoying the sight of her bare cheeks again as I leaned in and kissed one of them.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Valerie groaned. “Fuck, I’ve wanted my ass played with for a while now… I  thought I’d have to play this coy, tease you a while, suck your dick maybe, but you go right in for it… fuck, you’re a goddamn stud!”

“Wait for it,” I smiled, running my hands over the bare flesh of her epic, round ass.

For a woman as small as Dr. Chan, her ass had to be seen to be believed, as it was thick and round and made for little other than sin. I could have easily seen her shaking it on the dance floor, those perfect round cheeks jiggling as she got all the boys lining up, but instead I had her all to myself, her ass merely inches away from my face.

I’d had a lot of time to screw around with Dr. Chan’s ass before, and those memories sent a pleasant quiver through my body and made my mouth water.

Unthinking, I dove forward, closing my mouth over her asshole as I licked and sucked at her tight, forbidden hole. Dr. Chan moaned in surprise and appreciation, pushing back against me as she squeezed her ass cheeks around my face, fucking back against me as I firmly pushed my tongue against her tightest hole. As she did this, I reached up with one hand to find her pussy was already quite wet, and set about making that an even trickier situation for her as I eagerly fingered her pussy, thrusting my fingers in and out of her in time with my tongue on her asshole while using my other hand to run circles over her clit.

To say that she was a vocal fan of this approach was an understatement, to say the least.

Dr. Chan squealed, “Oh, fuck… goddamn it, YES! Keep fucking… keep… goddamn it, I fucking love it, feels so fucking good… oh, god, fucking shit… I need you to… yes, push your tongue against my asshole, harder, harder, I want it in me, I want it, yes, like that, like that, fuckfuckfuckfuck, please, YES! Please, fuck, I love it, I love it, make me cum, you’re gonna make me cum already, you’re gonna make my horny, slutty little holes cum while you’ve got your tongue up my ass, I want it, I want it, keep… HOLYMOTHERFUCKINGGODDAMNITFUCK!!!!!!!!”

The luscious Asian MILF kneeling in front of me came so hard and loud I could’ve sworn that someone had to overhear us, but as I’d come to learn over the course of my senior year, the classrooms at Regan Hills High School were unusually well soundproofed. This let Dr. Chan truly cut loose, writhing and squealing as her pussy gushed explosively, splashing against my neck and my shirt collar as she squirted on me. While this was nothing new, it still managed to give me an extra charge, fingering her clit and tonguing her asshole with a little more gusto as she rode out the long, loud orgasm.

Though Dr. Chan was a woman who loved her pleasure with a distinct and delightful greed, even she couldn’t keep her orgasm going forever. Eventually she collapsed on the couch, panting as she separated herself from me.

“Oh… fuck… oh fuck…” she moaned, running her hands over herself before tearing off her coat and tossing it aside. “That was great… but I should be naked. Coat’s fun for the fantasy, but impractical…”

“If you say so,” I replied, licking my lips. “I kinda dug the naughty science teacher thing.”

Dr. Chan twisted up into a kneeling position on the couch and faced me, her eyes glassy with lust and the skin of her upper chest flush with exertion and heat. Now completely naked before me, she was a painfully hot sight, even if her smile did carry a certain manic side to it that I knew could mean trouble.

Fun trouble, but trouble all the same.

“I’m sure the vast majority of your teachers are pretty fucking naughty,” she said, shuffling over to me. “Now take off your fucking shirt.”

Considering how eagerly she began unbuckling my belt and working at my zipper, this was an easy command to follow. I pulled my shirt up and tossed it aside just as she pulled my zipper down, tugging then at the waistband of my pants and underwear. I arched my back just enough to help pull them down, sitting naked on the couch with my thick, 10-inch erection standing up proudly.

“Oh, fuck yeah…” Dr. Chan murmured, reaching over and sliding her thumb over the beaded precum on my cockhead.

I groaned at her touch, my cock twitching slightly at her giggle.

“I guess you really do enjoy the naughty science teacher thing,” she purred, gently stroking my cock.

“I told you,” I groaned, thrusting up against her hand.

Dr. Chan giggled again, jacking my cock more firmly now that she’d spread the precum around. “So, talks of anatomy and biology and the reproductive system really do get you going… that’s good to know…”

Without warning, she leaned down, taking my cock into her mouth as she eagerly slurped me down. I moaned, running my hands through her silky hair as she bobbed up and down on my cock, sucking nearly my entire length down as she moaned.

“I’m glad… glad that works for you too…” I whimpered, my eyes rolling back as I moaned softly.

As my past lovers had gone, I remembered Dr. Chan as one of my more energetic from the time we spent at the book club retreat, and with her head in my lap, those pouty lips of hers wrapped around my cock as she expertly blew me, my impression of her hadn’t changed in the slightest. She blew me with the enthusiasm of a much younger woman, moaning and even giggling around my cock as she bounced up and down on it, running her tongue over the head in swift, firm circles as she suckled on me. She sucked me as if her life depended on it, and for a woman with as high a libido as she had who didn’t really get this kind of action at home, in a way, maybe it did.

Whatever the reason, I was enjoying the results, because she gave amazing head. Soon it wasn’t long before she was taking nearly every inch of my cock down her throat with each bob, moaning luxuriantly as she pleasured me.

After a while, it became too much and I grabbed her by the hair, pulling her off my cock. I held on by a firm handful of her hair, forcing her to look up at me as she smiled, sticking out her tongue and trying to lick at my cockhead. It was a deliciously sexy sight, seeing how desperate she was for my cock, and if her blowjob hadn’t already solidified what was going to happen next, that eager look of hers did.

I let go of her hair, grabbing her by the shoulders and throwing her onto her back on the couch. Dr. Chan squealed with the rough treatment, and again when I climbed over her, dragging my cock up her inner thigh, getting it teasingly close to her pussy lips without actually pressing inside. She moaned, biting her lip and looking up at me with anticipation, rocking her hips as if that might pull my cock into her.

Softly, she groaned. “I guess you don’t need any extra review on the human reproductive system, do you?”

Chuckling, I reached down, grabbing my cock and rubbing it up and down her soaked, hot, pussy lips. “Oh, I don’t know… if there’s one thing I’ve learned from tutoring it’s that you can never review too much. I wouldn’t mind a little extra review, if you were willing to provide it. I know you’re only concerned about my grade, after all…”

Dr. Chan chuckled, arching her neck so she could latch her lips around one of my nipples, sucking on it hard and nibbling slightly, before letting it go, grinning up at me proudly like the cat that ate the canary.

“I mean, I am concerned about your grade, but I’m hornier than that,” she teased, rocking her hips and trying to draw me in. “Come on, fuck me, fuck me, pleeeeeeease?”

I grinned down at her, kissing her softly on the lips, but not giving her what she wanted. I continued teasing her pussy lips with my cockhead, running it up and down and threatening to push inside without ever actually going that far. Seeing her want and her need as I was about to penetrate her was an unbelievable turn-on, but even as she wanted me to rush it, I felt like stretching this moment out a little bit longer. Not too much, of course, and I knew that I’d be paying for this in the near future no matter how much or little I denied her, but in the playful mood I was in, it felt right.

“I will… but… a B-minus?” I said, continuing to tease the head against her pussy.

Dr. Chan groaned, hungry and annoyed, rocking her hips on me so suddenly she actually managed to get most of my cockhead inside of her soaked cunt before I was able to pull away from her. This led to a different groan, one of want and frustration, as she glowered up at me.

“I’d be willing to consider… adjusting your grade, offering some ‘extra credit’…” she said, disgruntled, continuing to try to rock her hips against me.

I kissed her again, playfully smirking. All told, with the number of teachers I’d fucked this year, I honestly could have parlayed these relationships into some distinct improvements on my already decent grades, but I wasn’t willing to exploit these relationships I’d formed. I wasn’t above a little teasing and gentle chiding now and then, but I wouldn’t have actually leveraged what we were doing for the sake of getting better grades.

“Nah, don’t stress about it. I earned that B-minus. I just need to buckle down and study harder,” I said, continuing to tease my cock at her entrance.

Dr. Chan bit her lip, smiling up at me devilishly. “I mean, I always could give a test about female anatomy and the reproductive systems… you are kind of a prodigy where those are concerned.”

I put on a thoughtful look, then said, “Well, I mean, that is one way to do it…”

And with that, I thrust forward, burying my cockhead inside of her. Dr. Chan’s eyes flew open for a moment, and then she cried out in pleasurable surprise.

“…but I always preferred the practical approach to studying such subjects…” I finished, kissing her passionately.

She was all too willing to return the kiss, pressing her full lips against mine and slipping her tongue into my mouth, seemingly trying to conquer my tongue with her enthusiasm. I had to admit, that at any other moment, she almost certainly would have won this battle, but I distinctly had the upper hand in our current position.

Rocking my hips, I thrust forward ever so slightly, burrowing another couple inches inside of her pussy. Dr. Chan squealed against my lips, which I took for an opportunity to pull out almost all the way, and then thrust back inside of her, burying even more of my cock into her. The hot, tight confines of her immaculate, MILFy cunt squeezed me tightly as if she were welcoming me home, something that felt quite right as I continued fucking more and more of my cock inside of her. Dr. Chan soon wrapped her legs around me, ensuring that I drove my cock deeper and deeper inside of her until she had taken every last inch of me, my balls resting against her ass.

“Yes… I can understand that…” Dr. Chan groaned, looking down to where my cock had fully entered her pussy, her lips splayed obscenely around the thickness of my erection. “Practical education in such things, it might truly be the best way to get a firm understanding.”

I grinned, pulling back and thrusting forward once, making her eyes roll back when I’d completely filled her again. “How… firm would you like it?”

She groaned, wrapping her arms around me and pulling me in for another kiss. “Hard enough that I’ll have trouble walking for days… hard enough to make me scream… hard enough that my friends’ll know exactly what kind of mischief I got up to today when they see me later.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, grunting as I began to build to a pace, thrusting in and out of her quickly, reaching up to squeeze one of her breasts as I did so. “Gonna get together for another book club gathering tonight?”

Dr. Chan moaned. “Nothing so formal… but, yeah, gonna meet up with some of the ladies, grab a couple drinks… and I’m gonna make them fucking jealous…”

She laughed, a loud, bark of a laugh that felt so free and uncontrolled that I couldn’t help but lean in for another kiss. It’s thoroughly possible I might have even fucked her a little harder at this admission, to give her something to make the others particularly jealous over, maybe, but it’s hard to remember such things in detail when you’re fucking a woman as hot as Dr. Valerie Chan.

“On a scale of one to ten, how jealous?” I joked, pounding her and looking for a little ego stroking, even if my cock was doing perfectly fine in the stroking department as it was.

Dr. Chan moaned, low and loud, squeezing my cock with her pussy and groaning all the more deeply for it. “Fuck… I can only go one to ten? Then it’s an eleven, easy. You’ve had all of ‘em walking with a smile on their faces and a spring in their step since the getaway, but you know those greedy bitches, once you give them a taste, they’re always wanting more, more, more…”

“Like you aren’t greedy?” I grunted.

“Nobody’s perfect,” she laughed, kissing me again. “And they are greedy bitches… fuck, keep going at me like that… a little harder… FUCK! There you go… fuckfuckfuck… they’re greedy bitches, but they’re my greedy bitches. I love ‘em. Crazy and all.”

“Crazy, huh?” I replied, smirking.

“Oh, yeah… all the best crazy,” Dr. Chan replied, moaning lusciously.

I left that comment where it was for a moment, focusing on pumping into her swiftly and looking down at that beautiful, busty, Chinese goddess beneath me. While there was still a trace of that broad, excitable smile on her lips, the look of intense concentration and focus that had begun to creep in was really driving me wild. I kissed her deeply, my tongue delving into her mouth as we made out and fucked, my hips a blur as her feet locked behind my ass, forcing me to fuck her with a distinctly merciless pace.

One that, lamentably, I couldn’t keep up for long.

“You wanna get on top?” I suggested.

Dr. Chan grinned up at me broadly.

It was a little awkward having to pull out of her so we could shuffle around, but soon I was on my back on the couch while she straddled my hips, my cock buried deep inside her cunt as she rode me. If I thought things were filthy while I was on top of her, now that I was underneath her, she found her ways of taking things to the next level.

“Oh, fuck yes! Goddamn it, YEESSSSS!!!” she exclaimed, raking her fingernails down my chest as she rode me with a fury. “Oh, fuck, that’s some great fucking cock! I love it! I fucking love riding your huge fucking cock! I want it! Fucking give it to me, more, more… squeeze my fucking tits while I ride you! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!”

Quickly, she reached down, fingering her clit as she rode me. I watched this for only a moment before she cried out in dark, dirty ecstasy, her pussy gushing as she cried out in overwhelming pleasure. This slowed her wild ride for a moment, but soon she was bouncing up and down on me again, smiling slyly with a thoroughly earned arrogance.

She offered her fingers to me, still glistening with her juices, and I accepted them eagerly, licking and suckling at them, taking in her delicious taste and making Dr. Chan moan in thoroughly dirty fashion.

“Fuck… you’re a goddamn keeper…” she moaned, slowing for a moment, rocking her hips in a naughtily teasing fashion before she took off for the races again.

“Thanks… my girlfriends seem to think so…” I said, pulling her in so I could suck on her tits for a moment, before curiosity forced me to pick up where our conversation had left off a moment before. “But what… what was that about your friends… and crazy?”

“Keep sucking my tits,” Dr. Chan moaned, continuing to ride me with a purpose, while I gladly indulged her. “Fuck yeah… like that… I mean, you were there, you saw the kind of crazy they’ve got. And not just Karen, either… there’s all sorts of fun jealousy, sluttiness, all that good stuff… and you must’ve seen how many of them’ve got a breeding fetish. I mean, most of the time they just talk about it in hushed tones like it’s their dirty little secret, but once you’re out there slinging that cock around and cumming in and on all of ‘em, they got pretty fucking blatant, didn’t they?”

I had to give that to Dr. Chan, she had a point there. At the book club’s getaway, I’d found out that a number of the women there enjoyed fantasizing about getting knocked up by a young stud (and being that young stud gave me an intense swelling of pride, and my cock, for that matter), with Brenda, Cassandra, Ana and Lauren among the absolutely gorgeous women who loved teasing me with the possibility that I might get them pregnant. Though it wasn’t exactly a kink I was used to going into the weekend, I’d be lying if I said it didn’t do a little something for me when I was fucking them.

“They sure did…” I groaned, gently nibbling at one of her nipples and fucking up into her a little harder.

Dr. Chan squealed with this surge of enthusiasm, rocking her hips a little faster. “Ooh… so being used as a breeding bull excites you too, doesn’t it?”

Suddenly, she sat up on my cock like a queen on her throne, bouncing up and down and eyeing me with a playful superiority.

“Ryan Collins… gets off on the thought of getting his teachers and friend’s moms pregnant…” Dr. Chan teased, running her hands up and down her body before squeezing her tits. “…it is kind of an intoxicating image, isn’t it? I mean, my friends, they’re fucking hot, but put some buns in the oven and they’ll positively glow… and be sex-crazed, horny as fuck bitches once the hormones hit them… my, my, my, you’ve got a dirty fucking mind and some interesting kinks…”

She looked down at me, continuing to bounce on my cock while I fucked up into her, smirking and grunting and looking at me like she got had my number and had me cornered. What she meant to do with me once she had me cornered was anyone’s guess, but I was up for the challenge.

“You know…” I said, reaching up with both hands to squeeze, then pinch her nipples. “I never really said anything about that; those words were all yours. You just might be projecting, you know.”

Dr. Chan laughed. “I mean… psychology was never my forte, but you could be right… maybe I get off on the thought of it every bit as much as those other girls do… but you have to admit, you’re fucking me a little harder, and your cock’s throbbing at the thought, isn’t it?”

I grinned up at her darkly, squeezing her nipples firmly again, while not wanting to admit how turned on I was any more than I had to. It was, after all, far more fun to make her try to get the information out of me herself.

“Maybe,” I replied, noncommittal as I fucked up into her. “Goddamn, you’re fucking tight…”

“Uh huh… just what I thought…” she laughed again, forcing my hands onto her hips so I could better support her. “You fucking get off on the idea of getting aaaaaaaalllllllll the MILFs in your life knocked up, making us all your pregnant little sluts while our husbands are all unawares… is that it? You enjoy being the big, tough guy who nobody really thinks is a tough guy, the one who’s slinging all his cum around and got us gagging for it?”

I groaned again, finding it difficult to control myself, but happy to try for just a little longer. She had me boiling, my cum bubbling to the surface and ready to fire off inside her perfect, waiting pussy, but I was enjoying this game we were playing too much to give in to her just yet, not when I could tease it out just a little longer.

Though I knew the move would be tricky, I quickly wrapped my arms around her and rolled over so that I was on top of her, managing to avoid both of us tumbling off the couch together in what felt like a small miracle. Dr. Chan looked up at me in surprise, her eyes nearly as big as her smile, before I took her mouth with my own. I kissed her passionately, then reached down and grabbed hold of her legs. I contorted her until I had her legs on my shoulders and her folded thoroughly in half, a screaming, squealing, lost to her pleasure and utterly gorgeous slut bent to my very will as I roughly fucked down into her.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me, Ryan, fuck me harder! Give me that cock, give me that fucking cock! Fuck, you’re so deep, so fucking hard, give it to me, give it to me, I want it, Ryan, fuck me, fuck me harder!!!” she cried out, quaking beneath me as I gave it to her roughly.

I grunted, kissing her before I said, “Why do you all fucking do this to me? Drive me so fucking wild with your hot bodies, and how you fuck? Fuck, you must never get it good at home if you keep coming back to me like this… I’m gonna give you that good fucking dick, gonna make us both cum…”

And then, grinning, I leaned down to whisper into her ear, “And if you’re really good, I’ll cum nice and deep in you and make you my knocked-up MILF slut… that’s what you want, isn’t it?”

I’d gotten the hint that playing into that fantasy would be enough to make her completely lose it, and with those needy, hungry eyes looking up at me with such wild submission, I knew she was on the verge of losing it. Gulping, she looked up at me with a broad smile and a silent nod, and in response, I gave her everything I had. I fucked her with every last ounce of energy in my body, fucking down into her deep and hard and fast, giving her nearly my entire length with every stroke. Every nerve within me was on fire, an energy and pressure building inside that was begging for release. Between my grunts and her wails, I thought we were building up to something truly big and explosive.

I wasn’t disappointed.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck… fuck… FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!” I roared, burying deep inside of her cunt and unleashing what felt like a gallon of cum deep inside of her.

All at once, Dr. Chan’s body began to shake from deep in her core before an explosive jolt shot through her, her eyes rolling back briefly as her mouth fell open and a deep, formless moan escaped. She trembled and shook against me violently, her legs spasming as her biggest, wettest orgasm yet exploded between us. Between all of our mutual juices, I didn’t know how she’d make it so her office didn’t smell of sex, but on further reflection, that was definitely a problem for later.

No, now was for slowing down, riding out the overwhelming waves of pleasure that flowed between the two of us as we came to our senses.

Well, mostly came to our senses. There was still plenty of post-sex giggling and catching our breaths, smiling as we kissed each other. Though it felt like I could have stayed inside her forever, I eventually pulled out of my science teacher’s dripping pussy, letting her unfold on the couch as I fell backwards against the arm.

“Oh, wow, oh, wow!” Dr. Chan giggled, dropping her legs into my lap. “My legs are shaking. They’re still fucking shaking! Fuck… that must’ve been a hard fucking cum… I mean, I know it was a hard fucking cum, but, it must’ve been really hard and… fuck, this is a lot harder to quantify than I thought it might be… I’d really have to get additional data if I were to try to assign some kind of rating to this.”

Science geeks and sex. Gotta love it.

I laughed, enjoying the thoroughly lewd sight of my cum leaking from her stretched pussy and her legs unable to stop shaking.

“Hey, what’s with the laughing?” she chuckled. “This could be a serious problem! You fucked me so hard my legs might never stop shaking!”

“I think there was plenty of fucking to go around there,” I replied.

“Truth,” Dr. Chan admitted, gingerly reaching between her legs to finger some of the cum dripping from her well-used cunt. “God, I really go crazy when that whole breeding fetish thing comes up… I should really stop teasing the others about theirs. I mean, I won’t, because it’s just so much fun, and they make it pretty fucking easy to tease them, but I really should. Because, you know, that whole hypocrisy thing?”

I laughed, not in a position really to judge anyone when it came down to where their minds went while they were horny, let alone the fallacies that were so wrapped up in when you were driven temporarily insane by lust. I couldn’t help but look at her in this state, amused and vulnerable and coming down from such intense pleasure… fuck, she looked absolutely amazing.

“You really are a playful bitch, aren’t you?” I asked, chiding her for what she said while gently squeezing her calf as it lay in my lap.

“If that wasn’t obvious by now, then, yes, I’m quite a playful bitch. And a naughty bitch, a slutty bitch, a thoroughly creative bitch, a real bitch for anal… I mean, there’s a lot of bitch in there without a whole lot of bitchiness, that does make me a lot more fun just being actually bitchy, doesn’t it?” she proposed, licking her fingers clean of my cum.

I sighed pleasantly, still relishing the aftermath of my orgasm. “I mean, some of the best sex I’ve ever had has been with complete and utter bitches… let them take charge, or take charge of them, it can all be pretty wild and fucking great. But, yeah, all in all, I think having a lot of bitch in you without actually being a bitch is good on my end. Less hassle, more fun, and you are a lot of fun.”

Dr. Chan chuckled, gently running her foot over my cock and making it twitch. “Well, that’s certainly good to hear. I always try to be a fun teacher.”

Playfully, she stroked the side of my cock with her foot again, looking up at me with that naughty, mischievous grin of hers. I groaned pleasantly, growling slightly as I looked down at her looking vulnerable and naked, well-fucked yet ready for more.

I couldn’t help myself, crawling on top of her and kissing her deeply. Dr. Chan and I made out, slow and hot, a change in pace to be sure, but a promise for more to come in the next round. Her fingers lightly grazed my chest, while I ran one between her legs, fingering her softly while we made out. I knew that she’d be ready again soon, and the way my cock was growing, I wouldn’t be that far behind her.

Grinning, I joked, “So… eleven? I guess you’re making them plenty fucking jealous today.”

A glint of mischief sparkled in her eyes, and Dr. Chan, with one of the biggest smug grins I’d ever seen, said, “I think I wanna make them jealous now. Come on, you ready to go again?”

I looked down at my cock, which was quite hard and enthusiastic as it was. “I mean, yeah, but-“

“Well, then, come on!” Dr. Chan insisted, hopping up from the couch quickly to grab her phone, before getting down on her hands and knees, sticking her ass out toward me. “I’m still horny, you’re still horny, let’s do something about it! Do you need me to talk dirty and twist the conversation toward breeding and human reproduction? Because if it gets you moving faster, I’ve got no problem busting out the big guns.”

I looked down at her jutting ass, watching as she flexed her cheeks and showed off that beautifully tight little asshole of hers, then down to her pussy which still dripped with our juices. She could have spent a while trying to convince me with the dirtiest filth she could think of, but at this point, I don’t think there was anything that could have convinced me more than just taking a brief look at her body.

With my cock leading the way, I got up on my knees behind her and sank back inside Dr. Chan’s tight pussy, holding tightly to her hips as I fucked away at her.

“Yes… fucking hell, that’s still awesome… like that, fuck me nice and hard, really get going, give it to me…” she said, her voice low as she held up her phone in front of her, taking a quick selfie of me plowing her.

“What’s that for?” I grunted, not stopping as I continued to savor how her tight pussy gripped my thrusting cock.

“A little fun with that jealousy I was talking about,” Dr. Chan replied, tapping away on her phone. “Just need to find the right… there we go…”

Her phone now on speaker, I soon heard the ringing of another line. While there was a distinct stab of fear in me, I was also curious about who she might have called at a moment like this, knowing the list to be fairly long. Soon, though, the call picked up, and my eyes couldn’t help but widen when I heard that familiar sexy voice on the other end of the line.

“Valerie? What’s going on? I’m still at work and- wait, what’s that moaning?” Mrs. Lauren McNeil answered, the very thought of her making me shiver. Though she sounded tired, the sexy, big-titted and red-haired mom of my best friend had a way of exciting me just by thinking about her, and knowing that she was on the other end of the line, listening to Dr. Chan and me fucking, well, that only made me fuck harder.

“It’s me!” Dr. Chan laughed, groaning and pushing back against me. “I’m getting fucked right now! Thought you’d want to know! Here, I’ll send you a picture!”

She did this quickly, and Mrs. McNeil must’ve caught it fast, as on the other end of the line there was soon a quick and angry laugh. “You fucking slut! Also, hello, Ryan. I trust you’re having a good time?”

“Uh huh…” I grunted, fucking Dr. Chan harder. “Your friend’s fucking tight, Mrs. McNeil.”

Though she often wanted me to call her Lauren these days after we’d started fucking, old habits were hard to kick, and I had to say it added a certain naughty thrill to call her that while I fucked Dr. Chan.

“I know how tight she is…” Mrs. McNeil replied, still sounding annoyed, but with something else to her voice that was distinctly exciting. “…just, why are you calling me now? Here?”

“Awww, come on, it’s all good fun,” Dr. Chan replied, moaning particularly lusciously while I fucked her. “And you know you love listening in.”

“I do, but-“

“You know you can’t help but want to lock your office door and slip a hand down your pants, fingering yourself while Ryan fucks me… wishing you were here instead… right?” Dr. Chan laughed, looking back over her shoulder at me with a particularly wild grin.

I could hear Mrs. McNeil sighing, walking, and the sound of a door locking. “You’re going to get me in trouble one of these days, Valerie.”

“Oh, come on, Lauren, you know you want to… not get in trouble, but, you want to touch yourself while we fuck… don’t you?” Dr. Chan teased, squeezing my cock impressively with her pussy muscles.

Playfully, I smacked her ass, making sure Mrs. McNeil could hear the sharp report well on the other side of the phone.

The way I could hear her moan softly on the other end, I knew I’d reached the desired effect, as she answered, “Yesssss… fuck, you got me, alright? Fuck… I’m touching myself now… you happy?”

Her voice took on a lower, sultrier tone, and I couldn’t help but imagine her sitting at her desk at work, the pants of her professional suit unbuttoned as she slipped her hand down, under her panties, fingering herself as she listened.

“Quite happy!” Dr. Chan chirped.

“And… fuck… what are you doing, Ryan? How are you making that bitch moan?” Mrs. McNeil asked.

I groaned, leaning down so I could squeeze one of Dr. Chan’s breasts. “I’m fucking her… pretty fucking hard… squeezing her tits…”

“He’s pretty fucking magic with my tits…” Dr. Chan moaned.

“Oh, believe me, I know,” Mrs. McNeil groaned on the other end of the line. “Fuck… you’re gonna make me open up my blouse so I can pinch one of my nipples, you know that? I could get in so much trouble if someone walked in on me…”

“Not as much as we would,” Dr. Chan laughed, arching her neck so she could kiss me while I fucked into her.

Grinning, I kissed her back, before I straightened back up and continued to fuck her. With Mrs. McNeil moaning over what we were doing on the other end of the line, I couldn’t help but want to put on an extra show, even if she couldn’t exactly see us.

Licking my lips, I looked down at Dr. Chan’s amazing ass, watching those cheeks flexing every time she thrust back against me while I fucked her. It didn’t take a ton of inspiration, but just enough, as I licked my fingers before sliding one into her clutching asshole.

Dr. Chan cried out in surprise.

“What was that?” Mrs. McNeil moaned, her voice now softer and hungrier, a low beg of a whisper that only made me harder inside of Dr. Chan.

“That was the sound of me sliding one of my fingers into my science teacher’s ass while I fuck her,” I explained, before thrusting a second into her, much to her louder moans and squeals. “And another.”

“God… fuck, I’m so fucking full… I love it! I love it!” Dr. Chan exclaimed.

Now, I’ll be the first to admit that fingering a woman’s ass with one hand while you were fucking her from behind added its own challenges, particularly in being unable to adequately hold onto her hips. This is made all the more difficult when you’re fucking a woman who’s as absolutely wild and unrestrained as Dr. Chan is when she lets her lust take over, but all told, I like to think I did a pretty good job. Her fucking back against me certainly helped, and when twisting and thrusting my fingers in time with my pounding her pussy got her this excited, it was easy to look past other inconveniences to really get going.

“Yes, Ryan, finger her ass, double penetrate that anal whore…” Mrs. McNeil moaned, her voice shaky as she touched herself and listened to us.

“I’m such a fucking whore for anal,” Dr. Chan moaned, looking back at me lustily, and licking her lips.

If you’ve read this far, you know I tend to go with the flow of a lot of the sexual hijinks I’ve gotten up to, reading the situation and letting the tenor of the lady I’m with guide me, but every so often there was a moment when I knew exactly what to do and when to do it, and this was just one of those. I mean, it was hard not getting the signals at this point, especially after everything we’d done and talked about, but I was happy to make the next move myself.

“Well, if you like that,” I said, pulling out of Dr. Chan’s pussy, “you’re gonna love this!”

She looked disgruntled with me for a moment when I pulled out, but when I slid my lubed-up cock over her asshole, her eyes went wide and her smile grew. Dr. Chan moaned lustily as I pressed against her tightest hole, flexing her ass cheeks around me as I thrust forward.

Well, as I thrust forward a few times, to be more precise. I knew from experience that she had an impressively tight asshole, but in her excitement right now it felt exceptionally tight. Even knowing that she wanted me inside of her, it felt like this simply could not be possible, that there was no way I could possibly fit, but that didn’t dissuade either of us. While she pushed back against me and I thrust forward, soon Dr. Chan’s asshole opened up to me, and I was sliding my slicked-up cock into her tight, hot hole.

“Oh, god, fuck! FUCK! HE’S TEARING ME UP, FUCK, GODDAMN IT’S SO FUCKING BIG, GIVE IT TO ME, RYAN!!! FUCK, LAUREN, HE’S IN MY ASS! HE’S FUCKING MY ASS! IT’S SO GOOD! I WANT IT, GIVE ME EVERY INCH, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUUUUUUUCCKKKKK!!!!!!”

I’ve noted before that Dr. Chan was a vocal lover, but this time, she got impressively loud. This only pushed me onward, and in no time at all I was all the way inside of her ass, every inch, my balls resting against her pussy as I settled inside.

“Fuck… I’m inside her… buried to the fucking root…” I groaned, running my shaky hands over her body.

“Fuck, so fucking hot, keep going, keep going, wreck her fucking asshole…” Lauren moaned, her voice carrying a greater quaver than before.

Knowing we had an appreciative audience, I could only fuck Dr. Chan with what I’d call a particular savagery, slamming against her ass as I delivered nearly my cock’s entire length with every thrust. She was a mess by this point, barely capable of words as she set her phone down, crying out and wailing and moaning as I fucked her while she rapidly fingered herself. I felt her cum at least once, loud and explosively, her ass tightening around my cock so fiercely I thought I might pop off myself, but still I kept going, and so did she. Dr. Chan fucked back against me, looking at me with those blazing eyes, her teeth gritted in determination as I continued to defile her ass. We were sweating, swearing, grunting messes, me doing everything I could to destroy her while she tried to do the same to me. For every thrust I gave her, she would fight back, grunting and crying out and demanding pleasure from me as I did her.

Soon, something built in her eyes, her body tensing even more than before.

“Fuck… this is it… this is it… I’m gonna cum… gonna cum again… fuck, it’s gonna be big!” Dr. Chan warned.

“Wait for it… I’m gonna cum soon too…” Mrs. McNeil replied. “Just keep going, give me a second, come on, when you cum, I’ll cum, come on, yes, yes, yes…”

It only took another couple seconds of me pounding her for both women to cry out a single loud, drawn-out word in unison. “FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

This was Dr. Chan’s loudest and wettest orgasm yet, one where her arms gave out completely while she shook and gushed and trembled as if her body had touched an electrical cable. I was close by this point, and had I not cum earlier, I certainly would have flooded her ass at this point. Still, I didn’t and even if it meant fucking down into a woman who was half-delirious with pleasure, that I’d just heard and felt two of the hottest women I knew reach climax because of me kept me going, if just a little longer.

Not too long, however.

As soon as Dr. Chan had regained some of her senses, I warned, “I’m gonna cum soon, too… where should I cum?”

Out of breath, she replied, “I don’t care… do it wherever…”

Her voice husky and almost equally out of breath, Lauren replied, “Her tits… make her tittyfuck you and cum on them… cum on her tits and her face and in her mouth… I want to see… I fucking need to see this…”

I raised an eyebrow at Dr. Chan, and she could only grin widely in response.

Though it pained me to do this, I soon pulled out of her ass and sat back down on the couch. She crawled onto the floor, wrapping her big, round tits around my cock and jacking up and down enthusiastically, slurping on my cockhead periodically whenever she got the chance. I was in fucking heaven at this point, moaning and running my hands over her tits while she pleasured me, waiting on that growing explosion that would come any moment now with bated breath.

“Come on, cum for me… cum on me…” Dr. Chan groaned, smiling widely and cutely.

“Give it to her, Ryan, fucking paint her with cum,” Mrs. McNeil replied.

“Do it.”

“Cover her.”

“Cum on me!”

“Fucking coat her.”

“GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING CUM!”

“FUCK!” I cried out, unable to hold back anymore, unleashing a huge fucking orgasm that nearly made me pass out. As pleasure overtook me, the first burst splattered across her neck and tits, while Dr. Chan was quick enough to change tactics, grabbing my cock and jerking it, aiming it at herself. The next couple shots hit her on the face, while another spattered against her breasts. Finally waning, she aimed the last of it into her smiling, wide-open mouth, nearly filling it with my cum as she beamed up at me with pride, before sucking down the last couple drops with those full, beautiful lips. Lightly swirling her tongue over the head, she let go and kept grinning, holding her mouth open so my cum was still visible.

Though I’d nearly forgotten what was supposed to happen, soon I grabbed Dr. Chan’s phone and snapped a picture of her like this, forwarding it to Mrs. McNeil quickly. With Dr. Chan looking so lewd, naked and cum-covered and holding my cock like a hunter with a particularly proud trophy, I thought that Mrs. McNeil would enjoy herself.

“Holy fuck… god, I wish I was there…” she replied over the phone, groaning audibly.

Yeah, I’d say she enjoyed herself.

Mission accomplished, Dr. Chan swallowed my cum and snatched her phone from my hand, speaking brightly and cheerfully, “Well, I’d love to stay and chat, Lauren, but you need to get back to work, and we’ve got more fun to have here. Bye! Have a great one!”

And before Lauren could respond, she ended the call.

I chuckled, “You’re bad.”

“Duh,” Dr. Chan laughed, grabbing a nearby roll of paper towels and using it to clean herself off before she sat down next to me. “That’s part of the fun, isn’t it?”

“A big fucking part,” I admitted, before grinning darkly. “So, it’ll take a minute before I’m ready again, but that last call was fun…”

“So fun!” she replied, kissing me with her now clean lips. “Oh, fuck, that was so much fun.”

Reaching to squeeze one of her nipples and still holding my dark grin, I suggested, “Well, if you’re good to get me hard again… what’s say we call another of your friends next?”

It didn’t take much for another broad grin to grow on Dr. Chan’s face, threatening to overtake her entirely. “I think Ana could use a call, don’t you?”

I reached up, grabbing her by her silky hair and pulling her mouth down to her cock, my science teacher excitedly sucking it down again as she sought to make me hard as quickly as possible.

“Sounds like a fucking plan,” I replied, dropping my head back with satisfaction.