The Battered Lamp Chapter Nine: The Insight of the Rakshasa - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Nine: The Insight of the Rakshasa

... pair of red panties, pressed so tight against her cunt it was obvious she shaved. She pulled them down and spread herself open. A pink tunnel winked at him as she writhed on the desk. “Fuck me!” she moaned. “I'm such a bad teacher! Every night I fuck myself with a vibrator pretending it's one of you hot, young studs reaming my pussy!” He walked over to his teacher, pinching her ass. “No tan lines?” “I always tan naked at the salon!” she panted. “Please! I need your cock! I've been dying to do this!” “I know,” Kyle grinned. “I can always tell which women are the dirty little sluts that need to be taken in hand.” “You've changed so much,” she panted. “You've grown so confident and sexy. Is it because of Aaliyah?” “Who?” he frowned, pulling out his cock. Why was everyone talking about her? A sickly-sweet scent tickled his nose. “Your wi—” He speared her, a low moan cutting off her answer. “Oh, fuck! Pound my naughty cunt! I'm such a bad teacher! Make me cum and you'll get straight A's!” He gripped her hips, her cunt tight on his cock as he reamed her. He savored every inch of her spongy, hot flesh. Her ass jiggled as he slammed into her. She looked over her shoulder; her mouth wide with ecstasy. “We should form a study group!” Kyle grunted. “Me, my concubines, and Christy! We'll 'study' English long and hard!” “Umm, it does feel like that!” “That's your student's cock you're enjoying!” “I know!” she moaned. “I'm so baaad!” His concubines were moaning as loud as Ms. Capello, ...

... Toni perched on a chair as Chyna feasted on her twat, and Alexina and Carla on the floor scissoring their legs together. He wished Christy was here. And Aaliyah and Fatima. Who is Aaliyah? “Yes, yes! I'm cumming!” his teacher moaned. “I'm cumming on my student's cock! So bad! I'm so fucking bad!” Her massaging pussy drove the Aaliyah question right out of his mind. He loved the feel of a cumming snatch wrapped about his pumping shaft. He sped up, balls full of cum slapping against her clit. His face clenched, his fingers dug into her hips, and he grunted. His balls spewed his load into her hungry sheath. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned. “Oh, fuck that was wonderful.” “What a bad teacher you are,” Kyle grinned, his cock softening. He pulled out, and a glob of white cum dripped onto the floor. Ms. Capello glanced at the clock. “Darn. Lunch is almost over.” Then she looked at Kyle. “We can't tell anyone...” Fear crossed her face. Kyle stroked her face. “You're my secret slave, aren't you. My hidden concubine” She nodded. “Until you graduate.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hurry, Kyle! Aaliyah chanted over and over in her mind. Her will was fading. She wasn't going to last much longer. The sun was sinking, the cabin darkening. Hurry, Kyle! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Britney took the first seat on the school bus instead of sitting in the back with Kyle and his concubines. He frowned as the bus pulled away from the school. She sat stiffly, almost on the edge of her seat. She wasn't even ...