Chapter 3: Ms. Marcie’s Shows Off

Everyone froze as Chandra Korrapati, the Washington High School’s principal and the mother of the fourteen-year-old student sucking on my nipple, walked into my classroom. My new girl-cock was buried to the hilt in my own daughter’s newly deflowered pussy.

Fear spiked through me as the Indian woman with the same red-brown skin as her daughter closed the door behind me. She was a graceful, older woman, wearing a blue-gray pantsuit and a white, silk blouse, a necklace of pearls about her neck. She had the red dot on her forehead marking her as a married woman.

I was so fired.

Not only was I a teacher having sex with my students, one of the girls was the principal’s daughter and the other my own flesh and blood. I was violating so many school rules, as well as laws. Incest aside, both girls were fourteen, very much underage. I would be branded a sexual predator. Fired, blacklisted from working at any other schools. My career was over.

“Hi, Marcie,” she smiled at me. “I see my daughter rushed right over to tell you about her project.”

I blinked. Sita popped her lips off my nipple, staring at her mother. The Indian girl was straddling my daughter’s face. As I fucked her on the desk, Sita had ridden her face. Belinda had eaten Sita’s pussy to a screaming orgasm while I fucked her hot, tight pussy, cumming so hard into my daughter’s depths.

“Mother?” Sita said in shock as the principal walked past me and sat down at a desk behind us.

“So, do you like her idea, Marcie?” Korrapati said, her voice thickened by her exotic accent.

What was going on? The three of us were naked. We were having sex. Sita rose off my daughter’s face, Belinda’s lips smeared with virgin pussy juices. They trickled down to her cheeks, staining her brown hair gathered in naughty pigtails. My daughter’s pussy clenched on my cock.

“Mom, what’s going on?” Belinda asked, her blue eyes staring up at me.

“Mother, you are taking this very well,” Sita said, covering her breasts with one hand, her bush with the other.

“Why wouldn’t I take it well?” Korrapati said. “Your idea is so wonderful. A writing contest, edited by Marcie, is just a brilliant idea. I think it will do a lot of good for the students.”

“Writing ... contest?” I frowned, pulling my new girl-dick out of my daughter’s pussy. It bobbed before me, glistening. Korrapati gave it just the briefest of glances before flicking her eyes back to her daughter.

She didn’t acted shocked or surprised at all that I had a huge cock. That my girl-cum ran out of my daughter’s newly deflowered pussy, tinged with pink from her hymen popping. My daughter covered her large tits, she was as endowed as her mother, staring in confusion at the principal.

“Mother?” Sita asked again. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” The woman cocked her head. “What is wrong with you three? You seem shocked, Marcie. Didn’t my daughter tell you, or were you still teaching her the lesson?”

“Lesson?” I asked.

“Clearly you were teaching our daughters about sex,” Korrapati said. “I mean, Belinda must have been practicing her pussy licking skills while you were fucking her with your futa-cock. It looks like they both savored the lesson.”

“They ... did,” I said, my dick throbbing, my heart beating. It was the wish. It was making her find me having sex with my students ... normal. A vicious surge shot through me, remembering Sita mentioning her mother’s anti-lesbian comments in private.

She now actually was accepting of lesbianism instead of pretending to.

My eyes widened. This was like last Friday evening at the football game. Kimmie, the futa-cheerleader, had fucked her fellow cheer mates, including her little sister, before everyone and no one found it weird. In fact, it turned us on. I was fingered by a student. I watched others have sex around me. I should have found it weird.

But I didn’t.

B, the futa-fairy, was so naughty. Her magic was amazing.

“We hadn’t talked about the project yet,” I grinned. “I was still giving them my special lesson. In fact, it’s Sita’s turn to learn how to take a futa cock in her underage, virgin pussy.”

“Oh, good,” Chandra said, clapping her hands together. “I am so glad you’re teaching her that. And I know she will be such a good student and pay such diligent attention to her lesson.”

“Mom?” Sita asked, her eyes bulging as she trembled. “What?”

“No, Sita, don’t act like that. You like learning. And Belinda looks like she enjoyed the lesson.”

“I did,” my daughter said, sounding bemused, her breasts rising and falling beneath her covered hands. “Mom?”

“It’s okay, honey,” I grinned, loving my wish. “Sita, come here, sweetie, it’s time to learn. You need to practice eating creampie while I pop your cherry.”

“But my mother’s watching,” she said as she stumbled to me, still trying to hide her nubile body. Her skin was such a beautiful shade of red-brown, so swarthy and delicious. Her black hair framed her round face, with still touches of baby fat making her so cute.

“I know,” I said. “Let her see how good of a student you are. It will make her so proud of you.”

“So proud,” breathed Chandra.

I pulled Sita’s hands from her breasts, uncovering her small breasts. Her nipples were fat and dark. Then I pulled her hand away from her trimmed bush, glistening with her juices. I turned her towards my daughter, my cum spilling out of her pussy and pooling on my desk. More white jizz matted her brown pubic hairs.

“Clean my daughter up of all my cum while I show you how to fuck a futa’s big, throbbing dick, Sita,” I purred, rubbing my cock, wet with my daughter’s pussy juices, into her ass. “You know you want to.”

“Yes, Ms. Marcie,” she breathed, her voice still strained. She glanced at her mother who sat just beaming in pride at her daughter.

Sita leaned over, trembling, her ass pressing back into my cock. I groaned, sliding my wet shaft between her dark buns. Her black hair spilled over my daughter’s pale thighs. And then she leaned froward, nuzzling at my daughter’s pussy.

And licked.

My daughter moaned. Her entire body shuddered. Her delicious breasts jiggled as she groaned. Her tits swayed and rippled as the pleasure trembled through her. She bit her lip, squirming, grinding her hot flesh against Sita’s mouth.

“Oh, she’s licking me, Mom,” Belinda groaned, her pigtails swaying. She sat up on her elbows, wiggling her hips. “She’s licking your futa-cum out of my pussy.”

“Wonderful,” Sita’s mother breathed. “Do a good job, sweetie. Lick all that futa-cum out of Belinda’s pussy.”

“Yes, Mother.”

Hearing Sita’s words made my dick throb. I groaned, sliding my cock down through Sita’s cute ass until the tip nuzzled through her forest of black curls. The girl shivered. Her hips wiggling as my cock rubbed on the folds of her pussy. I caressed her hymen, feeling her virginity.

She groaned as I pressed on it, wiggling her hips. My daughter shivered, her big tits jiggling as pleasure rippled through her body. She licked her lips, staring at me with blue eyes lidded with lusts, all the innocence gone.

I had stolen it from her with my big dick.

“I can feel your daughter’s virginity,” I told Chandra, looking at her. “She’s wet and ready for me to pop it and teach her.”

“Do it,” the woman said. There was no heat in her voice, no passion. She wasn’t turned on at all. It was like to her, this was no different than any other typical classroom lesson.

I thrust, popping her daughter’s cherry.

Sita moaned into my daughter’s pussy as my cock buried into her once virgin cunt. I shivered, her tight flesh boiling around my dick. She was so hot and silky. I gripped her hips, my breasts jiggling as the pleasure surged through my body. It was so hot. Such a wanton moan escaped my lips. My fingers dug into her hips.

“She’s so tight, Chandra. Your daughter has such a tight cunt. Oh, she’s doing so good on her lesson.”

“I knew she would.”

Sita shuddered, her pussy clenching on my dick. I bit my lip, drawing back through her tight silk, loving how she gripped me and made me ache. She was burning around me, making me tremble as I slammed back into her depths.

She moaned into my daughter’s pussy, licking so hard. I could hear her tongue lapping through my daughter’s folds, gathering the incestuous mix of cream and cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Juices dribbled out and soaked into my torn nylons.

This was so wild. I felt Chandra’s eyes on me as I fucked her daughter so hard. My tits jiggled and bounced, slapping together as I rammed over and over into her tight depths. I loved fucking my student’s cunt. Tight, underage pussy was the best.

“Thank you, B!” I moaned, pumping so hard, thrusting my cock over and over into Sita’s delicious cunt. “Thank you so much.”

Sita’s cute, dark-red ass jiggled with every stroke. I shivered, my dick throbbing in her pussy depths. She rocked back into me, standing up, taking my thrusts. She moaned every time I buried into her.

My pale hands ran up and down her body. I squeezed her small breasts, twisting her nipples. That made her squeal so loudly into my daughter’s cunt, her pussy growing even tighter on my dick. She wiggled as I caressed her.

“Ms. Marcie!” she gasped when I found her clit, rubbing it with my right hand while my left twisted and pulled at her nipple. “Oh, yes, that feels so good.”

“What does, dear?” her mother asked.

“She’s playing with my clit, Mother.” Sita bucked. “I’m going to ... Cum!”

She screamed out the word, her pussy spasming about my dick. I shuddered, savoring the writhe of hot flesh. I pumped through her folds, her juices flooding out so hot, coating my pussy. I groaned, the pleasure increasing in me, the pressure growing.

“That’s it,” I panted. “That’s how you fuck a futa’s cock, you naughty schoolgirl-slut. Oh, yes, you cum so hard on it. Your pussy’s just aching for my cum.”

“Yes, she needs to spill in you,” Chandra said, sounding so happy for her daughter. “You’re doing so good, dear.”

“Thank you, Mother,” Sita moaned, trembling.

I rubbed harder at her clit, making her squeal again into my daughter. Belinda’s blue eyes widened. Then she fell backward on my desk, her large tits heaving together. She spasmed, moaning as she came on Sita’s lips.

Chandra clapped. “And you made Belinda cum. Wonderful, dear.”

“Yes, wonderful,” I moaned, the pressure building in my pussy’s depths, my dick aching in the schoolgirl’s convulsing snatch.

I buried into her cunt and groaned as my cum spurted out of my cock. Each blast made me buck. I groaned, the pleasure wracking through my body on the way to reach my brain. I drank it in as Sita’s pussy milked out more and more of my cum into her hungry depths.

I shuddered, drinking in the pleasure, all three of moaning as we came. Chandra kept applauding us, so proud of her daughter for making us cum. It was all so wonderfully wrong. I savored the thrill as I groaned a final time.

“Very good, girls,” I panted, pulling my cock out of Sita’s pussy. My cum followed out of her pussy, pink lips gaping open from my girth. It dribbled into her black hair. “See, Chandra, how well your daughter did.”

“Oh, my, so much cum is leaking out. She must have made your girl-dick very happy.”

“Very,” I panted. Then I grinned. “So, a writing contest. I think it should be girl only, to encourage them.”

“Mmm, maybe,” Chandra nodded.

“And, of course, the winner gets to be my personal slut for the week. I will teach her how to love me so much. She’ll get to drink my cum and feel my cock in her ass and pussy whenever she wants.”

“Wow, that would definitely motivate them,” Belinda moaned. “Mom’s dick is amazing.”

“I like it,” Chandra nodded, standing up. “I am so glad you are onboard, Marcie.”

“Yes,” Sita panted, licking her lips. “I will do my best.”

I grinned at her. “I know you will.”

“Well, we have to get going,” Chandra said. “Sita, get dressed and let’s go. We’re having dinner with your father in an hour.”

“Yes, Mother,” Sita said, sounding so submissive.

“Wow,” my daughter said when they left. “That was amazing, Mom.” She shivered, rubbing at her pussy. “Maybe I could use another lesson. Just to make sure I know how to fuck your futa-cock, Mom.”

I gave her a refresher course. Hard.

Later, when we were at home making dinner together, naked and laughing, I felt the sun set. My eyes widened. My cock tingled. I stared down in horror and watched as my dick retracted, shrinking more and more, withdrawing into the folds of my pussy.

“Mom,” Belinda gasped, falling to her knees. “What happened?”

“I don’t know,” I said, staring out the dark window. “I don’t know.”

Belinda was such a loving daughter, she stayed with me all night. We made love as traditional lesbians, but it wasn’t the same. I missed my futa-cock. Was it only for this one day? I had a lot of fun, but I wanted to do more with it.

I had such naughty ideas for school tomorrow.

I watched Belinda sleep beside me, feeling so close to her. It was near midnight when I finally fell into a tepid sleep. At least I had her. Nothing would change our new, incestuous relationship even if I had to go back to wearing a strap-on dildo.

The alarm clock woke me up the next morning, groggy, my eyes tired. Belinda was such a dear, she hopped right up and offered to make breakfast. I only groaned, so tired. It wasn’t enough sleep. I showered and readied myself while she made scrambled eggs and pancakes. I gave her a kiss, enjoying her lips before she vanished upstairs to get ready—with only one bathroom, it had to be scheduled.

The sky brighten as I drove us to the high school. Belinda held my hand, a big smile on her face, her pigtails swaying as she talked with animated passion. “I hope we can find some time to get together. Maybe during lunch.”

My stomach twisted. “I was supposed to have fun during lunch with my futa-cock.”

“I’m sorry, Mom,” she sighed. “Maybe the futa-fairy will give you another one.”

My stomach twisted. I stopped at a light and grabbed my phone. I wanted to text B and—

The sun rose.

My clit throbbed and swelled in my nylons. I had forgone the panties, loving the naughty feel of the pantyhose directly on my skin. I groaned, hiking up my skirt, smiling in delight as my futa-cock sprouted, pressing on the dark material, the flesh bleeding through in places.

“It’s back!” gasped my daughter.

“It’s back,” I groaned.

Belinda undid her seatbelt, leaned over, and pushed down my nylons. My dick popped out, smacking into her lips. I groaned as my daughter engulfed my dick, sucking so hard on it. I shuddered, letting out a groaning moan, my head lolling.

My heart clenched as I realized we were parked next to a police car. The officer, a woman short, black hair, glanced at me. Her face had a familiar structure. She looked a lot like my student Amber Matheson.

She did say her mother was a cop.

Fear stabbed through me as my daughter bobbed her head. It had to be so obvious to the cop that my passenger’s head was in my lap. But the cop just gave me a smile and pulled away as the light turned green.

“This wish is awesome,” I panted, my girl-dick throbbing in my daughter’s hungry, sucking mouth.

I drove forward, trembling, my heart racing. My dick aching. Belinda bobbed her hungry mouth up and down my dick, her tongue swirling about the crown. My pussy clenched, hot juices trickling down to my ass, soaking into my nylons.

I loved her so much. She was such a treasure. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles went white. I groaned, shuddering. The pressure at the tip of my dick was incredible. My ovaries tightened as my daughter sucked with all her might, making such obscene sounds.

“Oh, munchkin, you are such a schoolgirl-slut for Mommy’s big dick.”

She moaned a yes about my cock, the tip throbbing.

I squirmed, her tongue swirling about the tip between bobs. It was so hard to concentrate on the road with my fourteen-year-old daughter’s hungry mouth wanting to devour my cum. My pussy clenched.

And then ached as her hand shoved between my thigh and rubbed at my wet pussy lips. I shivered as two of her slim fingers penetrated my pussy. My sheath clenched on them as they probed into my depths, pleasure racing up to the tip of my cock.

I shifted in the seat, my vision fuzzing as I navigated through morning traffic. My body kept bucking and shuddering. My heart raced. I slammed on the breaks, almost rear-ending the car in front of me. “Oh, my sweet munchkin,” I groaned, my sweaty hands twisting on the steering wheel as such rapture built in me. “Oh, you’re driving your mother wild.”

She moaned about my cock, pumping her fingers in and out of my depths. She churned me up, the pleasure shooting to the tip of my dick. Her tongue swirled around it whenever she reached the pinnacle of my cock before she bobbed back down it, sliding it towards the back of her throat.

“Oh, yes, drink all of your mommy’s girl-cum,” I groaned as I turned into the school.

Students walked around me, heading to class. I screamed out the top of my head as I pumped load after load of incestuous girl-cum down my daughter’s throat. I shuddered, my car seat groaning, the steering wheel creaking. Violent rapture gripped me.

And my daughter drank it all down.

She gulped my cum as her fingers kept pumping in and out of my cunt, driving me wild. Every blast fired rapture through my body. Darkness washed across my vision. I hit the breaks, stopped in the middle of the parking lot, and unloaded the last of my jizz into her mouth.

Then, looking so happy, Belinda sat up, licking her cum-stained lips. She pulled her fingers out of my pussy and sucked on them as I found my faculty parking spot. She beamed at me when she finished.

“That was so awesome, Mom.”

“Yeah,” I panted. “Oh, my, I can’t believe you did that.”

“So ... it came back.”

“When the sun rose,” I said, glancing to the golden light peeking over the horizon. “And it vanished at sunset.”

“So you only get it by day. When you’re at school. Teaching.” My daughter gave me an impish grin. “Lucky you.”

“Lucky me,” I nodded in complete agreement.

Sita was beaming at me when I walked into my first class. “I really enjoyed our lesson last night, Ms. Marcie.”

“So did I,” I grinned at her. “Strip naked. I have more to teach you.”

I thoroughly enjoyed Sita’s body while I had my class read silently. I pumped my cock in and out of her pussy and then broke in her asshole. She screamed her head off, bucking and moaning and none of the class cared.

Sita left my class dripping with cum. It had three of my favorites in it: Pattie Jones, Yunjin Kim, and Amber Matheson. I had already enjoyed Amber Matheson’s fine body yesterday, so I was eager to break in Pattie and Yunjin.

“Good morning, Ms. Marcie,” Amber Matheson said, a bright smile on her lips, her flushing cheeks highlighting the cute beauty mark on her right cheekbone. “I am looking forward to our lunch meeting.”

“Oh, I think you’re going to have something equally pleasurable in this class,” I promised her. She was the first student I had fucked yesterday. The first underage cherry I had enjoyed.

Her blush deepen. Her nipples pressed at the simple, white blouse she wore. Her black hair swayed as she headed to her desk. She perched on it, thighs crossed tightly, her dark eyes so eager as they smoldered with awakened passion.

More students filed in, including boys, but I had plans for them. My futa-cock was so hard beneath my skirt, trapped by my nylons. Though I used Sita so thoroughly last hour, I was still aching to have more fun. I had such stamina, far more than men had.

“Morning, Ms. Marcie,” the sultry Pattie Jones said. The African-America cutie had dimples in her ebony cheeks. She always had such a bright smile. Her beaded braids clacked as she moved, her tartan skirt clinging to her gorgeous ass.

“Morning, Pattie,” I purred. “I’m going to need your help with today’s lesson.”

“Oh, on?” she asked.

“Lesbian sex.”

She blinked, her eyebrows furrowing even as a naughty shudder ran through her body. She turned, heading to her seat, obviously confused and aroused by my words. She sat down, fidgeting in her seat as I gave her a sultry look.