Chapter 11: Harem Instructs the Naughty Teacher

Corey Derrickson – Wednesday, September 9th

Sister Francis Jean’s presence looming before the small hallway that led to the door shocked me.

The nun glared at me, her face a mask of apoplectic anger. The two girls I was in here with—Zahia and Vanessa—both gasped and froze, naked from the waist down. Vanessa, a busty brunette, was on her back, her legs spread wide, moments from losing her virginity to my cock. Zahia, an Arab beauty with her head still wrapped up in a red-and-green tartan headscarf and face dripping with my cum, trembled. She was poised to plant her pussy right on Vanessa’s mouth.

I hadn’t realized that the nun entered. I didn’t hear the door, not visible thanks to a privacy wall that kept anyone in the hallway from seeing into the restroom. I should have. I wasn’t that busy. I was about to fuck Vanessa, my cock aching and throbbing.

“Get dressed,” hissed the nun, her cheeks scarlet. She wore the black habit like the other nuns of the order that ran the school, her face and head wrapped in a tight wimple that hid her hair. A black veil draped over it and spilled over her shoulders.

I hadn’t heard her enter now, but ... I had heard the outside sounds get loud for a moment when Zahia and Vanessa had blown me. I thought that it was just a group of girls who’d talked right outside the bathroom door, being loud for a moment before moving on. But, no, it was Sister Francis sneaking in.

She had let me finish my blowjob. Let me cum all over the girls’ faces and now only intervened as I prepared to take Vanessa’s virginity. Realization crashed through my mind at that moment. I grinned at Sister Francis.

“Are you sure you want us to get dressed?” I asked, bringing my cock closer and closer to Vanessa’s pussy.

“Mr. Derrickson!” the nun gasped. “You are in violation of so many school rules. Get dressed, now!”

“But...” I said, grinning at her. I rubbed my cock against the virgin folds of Vanessa’s cunt. “I don’t want to deny you the chance to see me pop her cherry.”

“Corey,” Zahia whimpered, trembling, her dusky thighs tensed as she held herself over Vanessa’s face.

I glanced at the virgin Marid, one of the four genies. “Just sit on her face. We’re not in trouble.”

Zahia swallowed and, to my delight, obeyed me. Pushing up her cum-smeared glasses, she lowered her pussy down the last few inches while a strangled gasp came from the nun. She marched forward two steps, her habit rustling. Zahia planted her shaved pussy on Vanessa’s cum-smeared face.

“You are in trouble,” hissed the nun, her face twisted. “Miss Qadir, get off Miss Shearer this instant!”

“And miss out on more naughty fun for you to watch?” I asked, rubbing my cock up and down Vanessa’s cunt. “I’m about to pop Miss Shearer’s cherry. Don’t you want to watch that up close? I mean, you didn’t stop the blowjob, did you.”

“What?” the teacher demanded.

“You entered when they were in the middle of blowing me and yet you didn’t march in here. You waited in the little hallway and listened to us.” I shook my head at her while my dick drank in the silky feel of Vanessa’s hot pussy. “I’m a little disappointed, Sister Francis. You should have stepped out and watched. You missed me cumming all over their faces.”

“Mr. Derrickson!” she hissed, marching forward to stand right over me.

“Mmm, you want a front-row seat, don’t you?” I grinned at her. “I get it. Look, can you see? My cock’s right against her twat. Is her bush in the way of you seeing?”

The nun let out a strangled sound, staring down at his cock.

“No objection then,” I said, sliding my cock down and pressing into Vanessa’s hymen. “You can see perfectly. So, on the count of three. One. Two.”

The nun’s hands balled into fists. But she didn’t try to stop me. Zahia sat with rigid fright on Vanessa’s face.

“Three!”

I thrust against Vanessa’s hymen. She gasped into Zahia’s pussy. Her thighs spasmed. Her hymen stretched. The feel of that delicious membrane stretching and stretching before my cock sent heat rippling down my shaft. I smiled as I pushed harder.

The girl groaned as her hymen resisted and resisted. I kept up the pressure, my hands stroking across her belly, massaging her. Then her cherry popped. The membrane tore and my dick buried into virgin flesh.

Sister Francis Jean watched me deflower her student.

Vanessa groaned into Zahia’s cunt. The brunette’s thighs wrapped around my waist. She held me tight as I sank deeper and deeper into her hot cunt. Her silky flesh engulfed me. I slid inch after inch into her once-pure depths.

“Damn, Sister Francis, did that make your cunt wet?” I asked, glancing at the nun just standing there, her face a bright scarlet. “Is your naughty nun-pussy soaking your panties beneath your habit. You like watching my cock vanishing into her pussy, don’t you?”

I bottomed out in Vanessa waiting on the nun’s answer.

“You have to stop this, Mr. Derrickson,” she said, her voice weak.

“Stop what?” I asked, pulling back my cock. My shaft slid through the girl’s tight pussy. Her cunt gripped it. She whimpered and moaned into Zahia’s pussy. “Stop fucking her?”

I rammed back into Vanessa’s depths. My balls smacked into her flesh. She moaned and trembled. Her hands grabbed Zahia’s dusky thighs, holding tight on the Arab girl. Zahia relaxed. Her hips squirmed while cum dribbled down her face and soaked into her headscarf wrapped tight over her hair and around her neck.

“Please, Mr. Derrickson,” the nun asked, body swaying like a tall pine tree in a wind storm. “You have to stop.”

“Stop what?” I demanded, drawing back my hips again. I felt the nun’s eyes on my cock emerging from Vanessa’s deflowered cunt. I slammed back into the virgin, loving how she moaned into Zahia’s twat.

“This,” the nun whimpered. “Fornicating.”

I grinned. “Stop me then. Pull me away. Keep me from fornicating with Vanessa’s sweet, sweet pussy. Because she feels amazing wrapped around my cock. Just amazing. I want to fuck her and pound her and stay in her juicy twat.”

“Mmm, yes,” Vanessa moaned, growing bolder. The more the nun failed to stop us, the less and less afraid the two schoolgirls became. “Stop him, Sister Francis.”

“Stop him,” whimpered Zahia, her hips grinding on Vanessa’s face.

“You need to stop that, too,” the nun whimpered. “You’re engaged in carnal sin. I know you’re a faithful Christian, Miss Qadir.”

“But ... but...” Zahia shuddered. “Corey is teaching me so many new things. I like them. She’s licking me, Sister Francis. Her tongue feels so good on me and ... Why aren’t you stopping us?”

“I ... Well...”

“She’s getting off watching,” I panted, pumping away hard. “She’s a dirty nun. A horny and naughty nun. Look at her squirm. She’s got a hot pussy. She wants to masturbate.”

“Oh, no, that’s so bad of you, Sister Francis,” Zahia moaned. She bit her lower lip, the cum dribbling down her face in thick rivulets. Then she attacked the buttons of her blouse. She squirmed on Vanessa’s face while baring her small breasts clad in a white bra. Her blouse hung open, swaying. “You shouldn’t watch naughty girls like us. You’re supposed to be a pure woman.”

“Mmm, doesn’t seem pure to me,” I groaned, pumping away at Vanessa’s cunt. Our words echoed through the bathroom. “She’s a wanton nun.”

Zahia giggled and nodded at me.

Having an audience—especially the uptight Sister Francis who’d been trying to get me expelled since yesterday—watching had my dick throbbing. Aching. I pumped it in and out of Vanessa’s deflowered depths. I drove deep into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her and drew back, savoring the way her cunt clung to my shaft.

That delicious sheath gripped me. Held me tight. The pleasure flowed through me as I pumped away hard and fast. I buried my dick deep into her cunt. I reveled in her silky flesh holding me. Massaging me.

Vanessa whimpered and moaned. Her lower jaw worked as she feasted on Zahia’s cunt. The virgin Arab girl shuddered. Her face twisted in pleasure. Her headscarf rustled about her shoulders. The cum soaking the modest garment made her look so slutty.

So beautiful.

The Marid gasped and moaned, her glasses shifting as she squirmed. The jizz coating her face grew fainter, drying into silvery lines. Her hands squeezed her small titties through her bra. She whimpered and moaned.

“Cum while Sister Francis watches,” I panted, pumping my hips forward fast. “Savor teaching Vanessa how to eat cunt.”

“She’s doing so well, Corey,” moaned the Marid. “Her tongue’s licking across my hymen. Mmm, she’s brushing my clitoris. My labia. She’s stirring an orgasm in me.”

“An exciting one with our horny nun watching us, right?” I asked.

“Yes!” Zahia moaned.

“Lord, please, stop them,” whimpered the nun beside us, her hands balled into tight fists like she didn’t trust them.

“He’s not going to stop us if you’re not,” I said, pumping hard and fast at Vanessa’s cunt. I drove my cock into her silky heaven, reveling in the heat of her snatch wrapped around my cock. The delicious sensation massaging me.

I groaned at the hot delight gripping my cock. The pressure built and built in my balls. I would blow my load into her cunt. Thanks to Aaliyah’s genie magic, I had stamina. My friend Kyle had set this all up, and I was enjoying it.

The nun whimpered with my two lovers. Vanessa’s muffled moans grew louder and louder. She licked with hunger, feasting on Zahia’s virgin twat. The potential Marid moaned, her face scrunching, glasses shifting.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Vanessa, you are getting so skilled at licking pussy and ... and ... Oh, yes!”

The virgin clearly came.

Her glasses shifted on her nose. Her headscarf rustled around her face as she moaned through her orgasm, feeding Vanessa her tangy virgin cream. The aroma filled my nose as I drilled hard into Vanessa’s cunt, savoring her deflowered depths massaging me.

“Such a good pussy licker!” moaned Zahia. “You’re such a quick learner, Vanessa! Oh, yes, yes! This has been such a naughty lesson.”

“You must be proud, Sister Francis,” I panted, glancing up at the watching nun, her blue eyes glossy. She licked her pink lips, wetting them. “To see one of your students so eager to tutor another. It must have your blood pumping with excitement to watch.”

A strangled moan came from the nun.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you are proud. Look at you, watching.” I shuddered, pumping hard at Vanessa’s cunt. “I’m tutoring Vanessa in all manner of subjects.”

“Yes, he is, Sister Francis,” whimpered the former virgin, her hot snatch clenching around me. “Oh, I love his tutoring sessions! They’re so much fun and ... and ... Yes!”

I buried deep into her cunt and groaned as her flesh writhed about me. She joined Zahia in the delights of cumming, her pussy spasming wildly on my cock. I pumped away at her climaxing flesh, her silky pussy rippling around my shaft, massaging my dick.

I groaned and slammed hard into her. Zahia’s cunt muffled Vanessa’s moans. The Arab girl shuddered through her orgasm, her moans liquid and beautiful. She wiggled her hips back and forth, grinding her twat on Vanessa’s face.

“Look at them both cum, Sister Francis!” I panted. “Oh, yes, yes, you got a front-row seat and ... And ... I’m going to bust my nut in Vanessa’s cunt! Just fire all my jizz into her.”

“Yes!” Vanessa squealed, her cunt practically sucking at me as her orgasmic delight rippled through her body.

Sister Francis’s hot, blue eyes watched me slam my cock forward. I buried to the hilt in Vanessa’s cunt. Deep and hard. I planted into her cunt and reveled in her silky flesh writhing and spasming around my dick. My tip drank in all the delightful sensations.

With a groan, I erupted.

“Fuck, yes!” I snarled.

My cum fired into the virgin’s depths. I pumped blast after blast of jizz into her. I grunted as I filled her twat with my spunk. My back arched. My heart pounded in my chest. This delightful heat swept through me as I basted her twat with all my spunk.

I glanced up at the nun and growled, “I’m flooding her pussy!”

“He is, Sister Francis!” she gasped, her twat writhing and spasming and rippling around my cock.

The pleasure surged through my body. I groaned as I spurted blast after blast of cum into her depths. My jizz bathed her flesh. My cock throbbed and ached as I pumped her full of my cum. The pleasure slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my vision.

I savored every moment of the stars dancing and shimmering. My cock spurted over and over. the pleasure rushed out of me. It flooded into her cunt. I basted her again and again. I pumped her full of my jizz, groaning through my orgasm.

“Oh, yes, yes, Corey!” Zahia panted, slumping. “Oh, Vanessa, you gave me such bliss.”

“Me, too,” I told her. “Mmm, and you look so hot covered in my cum.”

“I love your cum.” She glanced up at the trembling nun. “It’s so good. I could just suck his cock all day long.”

The nun whimpered.

I panted, my pleasure past. The ripples of Vanessa’s cunt around my cock slowed. She panted into Zahia’s pussy. The nun kept watching us. I smiled and then I ripped my dick out of the girl’s pussy. My shaft emerged gleaming in cunt cream, a little pink in spots.

“Sister Francis,” I said, shaking my head as I stood. “Aren’t you just a naughty nun?”

The nun swallowed. Then she backed away from me even as her blue eyes locked on my cock. I loved the rustle of her habit. I caught her before she could take another step back. I didn’t want her to escape. My hands slid up her sleeves to her shoulders. I pressed down.

She didn’t resist.

Sister Francis Jean knelt before me trembling. Her blue eyes locked on my cock bobbing right before her eyes. She let out a whimpering moan. I smiled, savoring the power I had over this uptight nun.

No wonder she was so curious about my sex life. She liked to watch.

Sister Francis Jean

I stared at my first cock. I had never seen one before. Not even in pictures. When sex education had come up when I’d been a girl, my parents refused to let me participate. I had to leave the class. My heart pounded in my chest as Corey Derrickson’s dick pulsed before me.

It had a thick, spongy crown with a slit in it. The shaft was long and as wide as three of my fingers. It thrust from thick, red curls. More adorned his balls that swayed before him. He was still hard despite ejaculating in Vanessa Shearer’s vagina.

Weren’t boys supposed to go soft?

He grabbed my head through my veil and wimple. A naughty shudder ran through me. I should stop this. I was a woman of faith. I had kept a vow of chastity before I’d become a nun. I had joined the order the moment I turned eighteen. I wanted to live a life devoted to serving god.

To educating his flock.

When I walked in, I had fully intended to stop him, and yet the sounds I heard halted me. This sinful heat rippled through me. I surrendered to temptation and listened to the girls sucking on his cock. They were loving him. Pleasing him with their mouths. I had heard of blowjobs, but two girls doing it together...

It was so naughty.

I couldn’t fight that sinful fire like I should have. I had become a slave to it. I stood there rooted, wanting to touch myself. This nascent need to pleasure myself, an impulse I thought I’d conquered when I was a girl younger than them.

Now it was back.

Guilt had swept through me for listening to this young man degrading my two students. He ejaculated on their faces. They sounded so excited by it, too. Like that wasn’t a humiliating and demeaning thing he’d done to them. Then he arranged to deflower Vanessa Shearer while making Zahia Qadir sit on her face.

Of course, I had to stop that. I was a teacher. A nun. I swept out and ... and...

He wasn’t scared of me. He knew my sin. Now he pulled my mouth towards his cock, prepared to press it against my lips. I couldn’t stop him. He had exposed this wanton flaw in my soul. My lips opened to swallow his cock coated in Vanessa Shearer’s intimate juices.

I couldn’t help myself. All those years of self-denial had trapped something inside of me. A pressure I didn’t even realize was building and building and building in me. Then Corey Derrickson came to our school. I saw him up close, the first real man I’d interacted with in a decade. Young. Still growing but confident. Mature.

And then he showed up the day before to my class clearly disheveled. Clearly just indulging his sordid lusts with that new girl, Bettie Black. That surge of naughty desire inside of me had to be stopped. I had to make sure no lusts would stir in me again. I’d marched him to the headmistress’s office personally.

He’d escaped with no punishment.

Then that nosy Asra had sent me those pictures after classes. Corey Derrickson naked with Nadia Rivers. I’d looked at them for hours last night after forwarding my complaint to the headmistress. Studying his body. I could see his cock in it, but it was a distant shot. Not up close like now with his shaft coming closer and closer to my mouth.

I tried to be strong. To eradicate temptation, but it was too much for me.

His cock pressed against my lips. It had this sweet flavor, a little salty, and I groaned as I realized I tasted Vanessa Shearer’s vaginal fluids. That same naughty liquid that soaked my panties. I whimpered as my lips slid over his cock.

“Mind your teeth,” Zahia Qadir said. I had never heard her speak with such confidence. “You don’t want to hurt him. You want to give him a good blowjob, Sister Francis.”

The two girls were watching, clothing rustling. They knew I was doing something wicked. My eyes squeezed shut. I just started sucking. I surrendered to all these emotions bursting through me. My cheeks hollowed.

“Damn,” groaned Corey Derrickson. He stared down at me, this big smile on his lips. “That’s it. Just swallow that cock. Mmm, you like that, don’t you?”

I whimpered and nodded, sucking and nursing with hunger on his cock. This was so wicked. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. My tongue darted around his dick’s crown. I tasted more and more of Vanessa Shearer’s juices.

“Yeah, suck those virginal juices off of me,” he said, grinning. His hands gripped my head tight through my veil and wimple. “Mmm, you got a sexy pair of lips on you, Sister Francis.”

I shuddered at his compliment. I sucked harder, nursing on him.

I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I felt almost divorced from my body, my intellect sundered from my lusts. My flesh just acted. Sucked. Nursed. Loved his cock. My tongue moved. My body shuddered. The heat built and built between my thighs. In my vagina.

No, my pussy.

My naughty cunt.

I shuddered thinking that horrid word. The C word rang in my mind. I had a horny, itching, sinful cunt. It controlled me. I couldn’t do anything to stop my mouth from sucking on him. Nursing. Loving him. I made such obscene sounds while my pussy grew hotter and hotter.

“Goddamn, yes, you got a hungry mouth,” Corey Derrickson said. He glanced behind him. “And look those cuties go. Mmm, they are just feasting on each other. How hot is that?”

I whimpered, my cunt on fire.

“Yeah, that’s fucking hot and you know it,” he groaned. “Damn, that makes my dick throb and ache. They’re just going at it. Practicing their pussy licking while you’re learning how to suck cock.”

He drew back his hips. His cock slid out of my mouth. For one moment, I thought he was going to free my sinful body, but just when the tip remained, he rammed back in. He buried his cock to the hilt in me. He filled me up.

I gasped in shock.

His cock plunged deep into my mouth. I groaned and shuddered as his cock hit the back of my throat. He drew back again. Thrust again. He used my mouth like a vagina. A pussy. He fucked my naughty mouth.

“Mmm, you like being used, don’t you, Sister Francis,” he groaned, pumping away at my mouth. “Yeah, you just love it. Damn, you’re just sucking hard on my dick, aren’t you?”

I was. I sucked and slurped. My drool ran over my chin. Why did he have to unleash this wantonness in me? Why couldn’t I resist him? What was so flawed in me?

My pussy burned.

I wanted to touch myself. I squirmed and groaned as he fucked my mouth. The flavor of Vanessa Shearer dwindled as the only male student at St. Maria Theodora used me. He groaned, his face twisting with pleasure, his naked chest flexing.

He had such strength.

Confidence.

I sucked so hard, my pussy soaking my panties. My naughty cunt wanted his dick ramming in me. There was another cherry hole in this room. I whimpered, wondering if he’d make me surrender it to him.

I shuddered, sucking with such hunger. This salty flavor grew and grew in my mouth. My tongue ran across his slit. Was his cock leaking something slippery? It was good. I nursed on him, wanting to taste more of it.

“Damn, Sister Francis,” he moaned and buried deep into my mouth. “What a fucking mouth!”

He erupted.

I gasped in shock at the first splash of cum hitting the back of my throat. His seed spilled with salty delight around in my mouth. I groaned and gulped it down. I shuddered at how wicked this felt. His seed slid down my gullet to sit warm in my stomach.

My pussy clenched. Ached. I wanted him to take my virginity. My body quivered beneath my nun’s habits. My intellect couldn’t stop my body’s wants and needs. I whimpered around his cock while he groaned his pleasure.

“Look at you swallowing every drop,” he said. “Mmm, you’re such a naughty nun, aren’t you?”

I whimpered, my body trembling.

“Yeah, you are,” he groaned as I nursed out the last drops. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. “How wet is your pussy.”

My cheeks blazed. “So wet, Mr. Derrickson.” I shifted, wanting to ask the question. To beg him to do things to me. “I ... It’s ... I mean...”

“I know just what you mean. You want me to fuck you like I did Vanessa.”

I glanced at the girls writhing in their lesbian passion. They were both naked, both feasting on the other’s pussy at the same time. They whimpered and moaned. They gasped and groaned. Their passion was such a delicious thing to hear. I shuddered, naughty impulses rippling through me.