The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Fourteen: The Lust of the Concubines

... throaty, her eyes shining with lust. “You like powerful men, don't you?” “Isn't that obvious? I get so wet for you.” Her hands reached out and touched his crotch, rubbing his hardening cock. “Why don't you make a wish and we can have a little fun.” “Yes, Ms. Capello,” he grinned, his hand squeezing her large breast through her blouse. Aaliyah. I wish that no one cares that I'm fucking in the hallway. *Why don't you just wish that no one cares whenever your fucking so you don't have to keep making the same wish!* Her thoughts were full of irritation that surprised Kyle. You don't have to snap at me, Aaliyah! You are my Genie, remember. *Sorry for snapping, husband. I'm taking a math test and the period's almost over. I am very sorry and I would, of course, grant your wish.* Not that good at math? *No. Why do I need to know all these numbers?* He chuckled. I've asked Britney and Christy that very question. *You have fun. Maybe I'll take my concubine and enjoy myself in the restroom and work off this frustration.* I wish you can fuck any woman and no one will care. *Thank you, my love.* Ms. Capello unbuttoned her silk blouse. “I know you love my tits, Master,” she purred. “You're such a bad teacher.” “I am.” Her blouse hung open, her heavy breasts peeking out. “I bet you're thinking about all the naughty things you want to do with my tits.” “I want to feel them wrapped around my cock.” “Ohh, a titty-fuck? We'll need a chair for you.” A quick wish to Aaliyah took care of that. ...

... Once Kyle mentioned he needed it for sex, his Genie didn't have a problem conjuring it. Ms. Capello was eager to please him, dropping to her knees and unzipping his pants. She smiled as she drew him out, stroking him, then bending down to lick his cock, sucking him to full girth. The school bell rang and students poured into the hallway. Aaliyah's awesome powers worked as usual, students not caring at all that he was getting a titty-fuck from his teacher. “Work those sweater puppies!” Hector called out. “Damn, why can't my teacher ever be that friendly.” “You just need to have a way with women,” Kyle laughed. “Mr. Unmei definitely knows how to work his tool,” Ms. Capello laughed. A cute girl walked by. “Hey, you're looking good today,” Kyle grinned. “Love that skirt.” The girl shot him a weird look, her pale cheeks blushing as she scurried away. He felt invincible. The cops didn't suspect his involvement in the mess that happened out at the cabin. Even if he was completely justified in what he had done, it would be hard to explain to the cops. Other than Christy's involvement with the coven, Kyle was positive they left nothing behind that could be traced back to them. “Hey, Lois, love that ass,” Kyle called out as the Native America girl sauntered by in a pair of skinny jeans with red hearts stitched on the rear pockets, drawing your eye to those lush cheeks as they writhed as she walked. She turned, a wicked smile on her face. “Are you an ass man, Kyle?” Lois Smilingfox asked. ...