Teacher gets Taught Ch. 07 - Sex Stories

Teacher gets Taught Ch. 07

... hips up into the air. I sat on the ottoman while my husband was hanging onto the ground. I inserted my cock back into him and grasped his rock hard dick. I started stroking him as I fucked him.

"Tell me bitch. Have you ever tasted your own cum?" I asked as I quickly stroked his dick.

Deep in the throes of pleasure and his eyes closed he shook his head. His eyes shot open as I felt him tense to orgasm. I stood up and leaned over him still stroking his dick but pointing it directly to his face.

"Better close your eyes baby." I suggested it lovingly.

He shook his head as he realized what I was doing but he couldn't hold his cum back as it first shot then dribbled onto his face and into his open mouth.

I made sure to squeeze every last drop out. Looking down at my shocked husband's cum covered face while my lover's replica cock was lodged deep in his ass gave me a rush of power.

Dislodging myself and letting my husband flop to the carpet I rolled him over back onto his front and pushed myself back in. I had already grabbed my phone and filled the camera with my husband's cum covered face.

"Consider this your audition video baby. Say what you said earlier." I spoke over his head as I ground my hips and my cock in his ass.

"I want to get fucked in the ass by a big black cock, so I can..." I cut off the video before he could finish.

"Until then baby, I will only fuck you up the ass." I whispered in his ear as I nibbled it.

Sharply I pulled out of him ...

... and he exhaled a moan but just laid there. I on the other hand got cleaned up and changed for bed. After some time my husband did too.

When we were both in bed and I was about to turn the lights out he stopped me.

"Were you serious about...you know?" He asked nervously.

"About what?" I asked obliviously.

"You know about letting a guy..." he trailed off.

"Make you his bitch." I supplied.

He nodded.

"Good night sweetie." I said, giving him a peck on his clean cheeks.

I got into school early the next morning. Just as I got into my classroom, before I could even turn on the lights, something grabbed me and yanked me into the darkness and closed the door. My heart was racing as I felt rope being wrapped around my chest, my neck, my hands and between my legs.

I thought about screaming out but figured this was just an elaborate game from Jared. I was guided to my knees on the hard floor and a phone light was shining in my face.

Giggling, I called out to Jared. In response there was a firm tug at my neck. I looked to see that there was a leash attached to the darkness.

"Guess again whore." A female voice sounded back.

"Who are you?" I asked, straightening up in confusion.

"I think you know." The female voice said.

"You're the 8th number. You're a girl. Are you even in my class?"

"Guess again..." and Mrs Jackson stepped into her light.

Mrs Jackson is another teacher. How did she get in the group? Surely, Jared must've known? Why didn't ...