My Steamy Story: Teacher with two, beautiful, slim pupils...

My Story Time:

Okay, so let me spill the tea on the day I, low-key, became the GOAT of student-teacher relationships, no cap. My bestie Chloe and I were in our last year, and our history teacher, Mr. Evans, was this total dilf—tall, kinda nerdy, but with this secret swagger. We were so thirsty for him, it was a whole mood. We decided to finally shoot our shot after class one day, wearing our little pleated skirts and tight white button-ups, unbuttoned just enough to be spicy, y'know?

We cornered him in the empty classroom. I was like, "Sir, we need some... extra credit," and Chloe just straight-up dropped to her knees. His face was pure shook. I started kissing him, my tongue diving into his mouth while my hands went straight for his dick, which was already hard AF through his trousers. I could hear Chloe unbuckling his belt, and then she took his cock into her mouth, gagging a little. The vibe was so intense. I pulled up my skirt, no panties, and guided his hand to my soaking wet pussy. "Feel what you do to us, Sir," I moaned, and he was totally simping, whispering, "Oh god, you girls are going to be the death of me." She was sucking him off while I grinded against his fingers, my clit throbbing, and I was just thinking, yep, we totally slayed. Period.