Chapter 13: Knocking on the Hot Wife’s Door

Note: Thanks to my wonderful beta readers!

Lisa Green

Frau Hure kept sucking on my futa-dick as the footsteps came closer and closer. Whoever it was moving through my high school’s hallways was about to pass the drinking fountain nook where my German teacher, Frau Hure, was blowing me.

The busty and wild MILF had dragged me out of her class, consumed by horniness for me. MILFs really had a hard time keeping their hands off me and my futa-dick. They just burned for it, and Frau Hure was turning out to be one wicked wife.

She fucked a Black man in front of her husband. It was insane.

Now she was just trying to get every drop of futa-cum from my clit-dick. My body shook with my orgasm. My panties were around my thighs but the rest of me was dressed. And so was she. I had only taken off her panties.

“Stop sucking,” I hissed, glancing over my shoulder as Mr. Francis, who taught my US History class, appeared.

The older man with a graying goatee and brown hair blinked at the sight of Frau Hure sucking on my dick. I had already been caught by Shanice, that cunt who was my rival, with Ms. Lynette today. This would just cause more problems.

“Oh, hey, Gretchen and Lisa,” he said, nodding to us. “Having a little teacher/student conference.”

“Er, yeah,” I said as Frau Hure popped her mouth off my cock with a wet plop.

“Oh, my, yes,” groaned Frau Hure. “Look at the size of this big futa-dick she has. That’s her clit grown into this big, beautiful cock. Mein Gott im Himmel, I have to have this delicious shaft in me.”

Mr. Francis chuckled. “I bet you do. Does look like a good one. Nice and throbbing. You’re going to have a fun time taking every inch of that big dick.”

“Mmm, such a fun time,” purred my German teacher, her blonde hair swaying about her face. “She’s just delicious.” She licked the crown of my cock. I shuddered at that.

“Well, enjoy,” he said and started to walk off.

“Wait,” I gasped, needing to know. “Are you a father, Mr. Francis?”

“Yep. Two kids.” He shook his head. “Don’t get me started on the oldest.”

It was like with Mr. Hornburg. Not only did my pheromones turn MILFs on, but it caused fathers to not care what I did. It was very, very strange. And very, very fortunate. Last night, it hadn’t been because I was fucking Mr. Hornburg’s wife or his sister-in-law, it was just that he was a father.

Fascinating.

I shuddered as the German teacher kept rubbing her cheek against the crown of my dick. She turned her head and kissed the tip before she rose. She turned around and grabbed the drinking fountain. She thrust out her rump at me, wiggling her ass. With her skirt bunched over her hips, her plump butt-cheeks jiggled before me.

“Fuck my cunt,” she moaned. “I need that big girl in me. Hurry. The period will be over soon. If the other students saw me giving you such special favors, why, they’d be so jealous. And I don’t want any of those boys fucking me.”

“No, you don’t,” I said. “You want your husband and some Black guy and me.”

“Well, maybe you could fuck me in front of my husband instead of the Black guy,” she purred. “I bet that would humiliate him even more if this cute teenager with a massive futa-dick fucked me while he sat on his little cuck chair, the cage around his cock so he can’t jack off. He just had to watch as you fuck me sooooo hard. Scheisse, that would be so hot.”

What was wrong with her husband? Why would he want that?

“Um, maybe,” I said. “But I have a date this evening with another married woman.”

“We’ll set it up,” cooed Frau Hure. She wiggled her hips, her butt-cheeks jiggling. Her shaved pussy dripped with passion. “It’ll be amazing.”

“Sure.” I pressed my cock into her pussy. It probably would be hot to fuck her while her husband watched. It was sexy with Mrs. Hornburg when her husband was just sitting there on the recliner as I ravished her. “Mmm, and so will this be. Just amazing!”

I thrust into my teacher’s cunt. Her warm, hot, delicious pussy swallowed my cock. I groaned at the wonderful thrill of being in her pussy. It was a hot treat to have her cunt swallowing my cock. It was just fantastic. I loved it so much. I savored that delight with everything that I had.

I shuddered as bottomed out in her. Frau Hure moaned her delight, her twat gripping my dick. She held me tight, my cock throbbing in her grip. I loved the way she held me. It was a fantastic thrill. I stroked her sides as pussy cream dripped down my thighs.

“Yes,” I groaned, enjoying drawing back my cock. Her pussy held me.

“Mmm, that’s so good, Heidi,” whimpered Frau Hure. Heidi was my “German” name I used in her class. We all took on names like that. “Danke. Ich liebe deinen grossen Schwanz!”

She loved my big dick. Grossen meant big not ... gross.

“Ich leibe deinen... pussy!” I moaned, struggling to remember the word for pussy with her hot cunt wrapped around my cock. She had just taught it to me, but...

“Muschi,” she groaned.

“Ja, ja!” I panted, fucking away at her juicy cunt. “Ich leibe deinen Muschi! Enge Muschi! Nasse Muschi!” Such a tight and a wet pussy.

She moaned as I fucked her married cunt. My hands gripped her skirt bunched around her hips, squeezing the material as I drilled in and out of her cunt. I licked my lips, the spicy flavor of her twat lingering on my mouth from when I ate her out.

She clenched her twat down on me. I loved fucking into her naughty snatch. I pounded her pussy. Frau Hure moaned, her butt-cheeks jiggling as I fucked into her hard. Fast. I reveled in her silky flesh massaging my cock.

The heat melted down to my cunt. It soaked through my snatch. I loved the way she held me. She gripped me with her hot twat. The pressure in my ovaries grew. My pussy dripped with my excitement as I pumped away at her.

“Frau Hure!” I moaned, pushing up my glasses slipping down my nose.

“Mmm, meine Liebchen!” she purred. “Der gorsse Schwanz meines Liebchen!” The big cock of her little love.

I smiled, savoring her words as I fucked her harder. Faster. I wanted her to just burst on my cock. I ached for her to just cum so hard on me. It would be an amazing moment to just explode. I loved the way her pussy massaged me.

I shuddered, fucking hard and fast into her twat. I buried to the hilt in her snatch again and again. My round boobs bounced in her bra. I loved the way they did that. It was so hot enjoying her cunt squeezing around my dick.

“Heidi!” she moaned. “Ich liebe dich!”

“Ja!” I whimpered, the pressure building in my ovaries. They brimmed with so much cum. I would have a mighty burst of jizz.

Her pussy clamped down hard on me. She held me in that wonderful embrace. I loved every moment of pumping away at her. The need to cum built and built. I wanted to just erupt in her. To flood her with all my cum.

I ached for it. I fucked hard into her pussy. I plowed to the hilt in her cunt. I fucked her hard and fast. She had such a juicy cunt. Her moans grew louder. Her head tossed as I buried to the hilt in her hot and juicy twat.

Her cunt went wild around my cock.

“Mein Gott!” she gasped, her pussy writhing around my dick.

“Oh, wow,” I whimpered as her pussy suckled at me. She nursed with all her silky flesh. The pressure in my ovaries burst.

I erupted into her pussy.

I pumped her spasming snatch full of my futa-cum. I bucked with each eruption of girl-jizz into her cunt. I loved that feeling. I savored this heat sweeping through me. It was an incredible rush. I trembled through all the ecstasy. I loved every second of it.

“Oh, Frau Hure!” I gasped.

“Meine Liebchen!” she squealed, her cunt ripping and writhing around my dick.

I flooded her snatch with my cum. I trembled, my pussy cream spilling hot down my thighs. I threw back my head, my glasses shifting on my nose. I groaned as her hot cunt rippled around my dick. The heat swept through me.

I grunted with each eruption. I pumped her pussy full of passion. The ecstasy drowned my mind. I groaned, loving this passion. The ecstasy surged through me. Stars danced before my eyes as I erupted over and over again.

“Yes,” I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The heat swept through me.

Her pussy wrung me dry. I fired the last of my cum into her snatch. It felt amazing. I trembled through the bliss. I hit that wild peak and groaned. This was such an amazing moment. I savored it so much.

She panted as her twat rippled around me a few more times. I just enjoyed being in her pussy. It was such a pleasure being in a sexy MILF like her. I stroked her sides, my boobs rising and falling. This was an incredible moment.

“So gut,” she breathed, her pussy squeezing about my cock. “Meine Liebchen, du hast mich so gut gefickt. Danke”

“Bitte,” I panted. “Mmm, but we should get back. The class is about to start.

“Scheisse,” she cursed and wiggled her hips, turning around. My cock popped out of her pussy. I stepped back from her, my skirt bunched around my waist. She had a wicked grin on her face. “Pity I can’t lick my juices off you. I love doing that with my lover. When you cuckold me in front of my husband, I shall do that.”

“Please,” I groaned, my futa-dick twitching. “You’re a naughty wife.”

“Auf Deutsch,” she said as she grabbed her panties off the ground.

“Du bist eine freche Frau,” I said.

“Ehefrau,” she corrected.

I pulled up my panties and put away my cock. I followed her back to the classroom. A lot of conversations stopped as guilty students looked down at their papers. I made my way back to my desk feeling like everyone was staring at me.

Maybe they’d heard the rumors about me having a big dick. I was certain that had spread by now. I just sat down and grabbed my worksheet. I was understanding the material so much better. My private tutoring was going great.

Only a few minutes later, Frau Hure said, “Auf Weidersehn, meine Leibchens.”

We rose, the talking starting up. I couldn’t help but grin at Frau Hure on my way out the door with the others. She smiled at me, a twinkle in her blue eyes. The voluptuous Bavarian MILF set down at her desk, her pussy full of my cum.

What a great day.

I had one more class left, then I would pick up the formula that should be ready. I was so eager for school to be over. I had the address for Shanice’s house. I had found her family by looking up property owned by people with Black as a last name then checking out them on Facebook accounts related to Shanice’s. I found her parents that way.

It was remarkable what you could find out about a person through publicly available information.

I headed to US History class. It was only when I walked in and Mr. Francis smiled at me that my cheeks burned. He had watched me getting blown by Mrs. Hure. He had seen my futa-dick. But he acted like nothing had happened.

I was so glad about that.

The class was a simple one. We were continuing learning about US History. I wasn’t the biggest fan. I was more about the natural sciences and not the social ones. I was thinking about the formula I wanted to create to get back at Shanice’s douchebag boyfriend.

It had to be a completely different chemical base since he was a male. I was sketching out different organic molecules and figuring out how to make them. It was like writing out a math formula since you had to account for everything.

In chemistry, you didn’t lose material, just broke apart or recombined it into different things often at the same time. Like you might take a molecule and replace an oxygen molecule at the end of a chain with a more complicated one, like a benzine ring. So the benzine ring had to come from somewhere and when it kicked off the Oxygen molecule, that had to go somewhere, too. It would probably combine with another to form O2. But some of it might also become ozone (O3). In other situations, it might combine with Nitrogen to make Nitrous Oxide or with Hydrogen to make water.

So you had to figure it out. Account for your waste product as well as the desired chemical. Then you had to figure out how to separate them. Different ways to do that, too, from distilling to using reagents to dissolve them or precipitate them out of solution then filter it. You could let it sit and it might separate to form different layers like oil and water.

I had to figure it all out so I could know how to prepare it.

It was way more work than just modifying the formula that gave me a dick.

“Lisa,” said Mr. Francis when class ended. “Could you stick around for a moment? I need to talk to you in private.”

My cheeks went flaming red.

Everyone was whispering as I slowly packed up my stuff. This was the last thing that I wanted. I needed to get out of here and go seduce Mrs. Black, Shanice’s mother. I just had to slide my big dick into her pussy.

That would be amazing.

And I wanted Shanice to know it.

I dawdled as the others filed out until I was alone with the teacher. I sighed and headed up to him as he was writing on some papers. He looked up at me and smiled like he was trying to reassure me that I wasn’t in trouble.

“This has nothing to do with you not paying attention in class,” he said. “You’re a brilliant student. You ace all my tests, so you doodle away.”

“Working on chemistry,” I said, squirming. So this didn’t have to do with what happened in the hallway.

“I think my wife would very much like to enjoy your, uh...” He cleared his throat. “What Frau Hure was in the hallway.”

“Oh,” I said, discovering that I could be more embarrassed than ever.

“She’s a great wife. I love her so much, and she definitely deserves to enjoy ... that. So, I know it’s a tad inappropriate, but, perhaps, we could arrange an evening, maybe this Saturday, when you could come over and ... pleasure my wife. I want it to be a surprise, of course.”

“Right, of course,” I said, my heart pounding a mile a minute. “That makes perfect sense. Um, maybe. Sure.”

“Excellent,” he said. “Well, you have a great day, Lisa.”

I nodded and stumbled for the door. I pushed it open and stepped out into the bustling hallway. I spotted the douchebag strutting through the crowd. He noticed me and said something to his friends, a group of jocks. They all laughed.

I sauntered by them. “Are you laughing that I have a bigger cock than any of you?”

That brought laughter from the other students. The jocks bristled, but I was a girl. They’d lose man-cred or something if they messed with me. So I just sauntered by, a big smile on my lips. I could emasculate them all.

Maybe I should fuck the douchebag’s mom. If he took after his father, the woman needed a real dick to pleasure her. I’d have to add it to my growing to-do list. Mrs. Hure wanted to cuckold her husband. Mr. Francis wanted a surprise futa-fuck for his wife. I bet Mrs. Davenport would be aching for another night. Poppy’s mom would also be dripping for more.

Plus the growing number of teachers I had to pleasure at school.

My phone chirped as I neared the chemistry class. I pulled it out and saw a text from Poppy. “How many MILFs today.”

I took a moment to think. Mom, Ms. Lynette, Principal Goldman, Mrs. Vanderbilt, Mrs. Espinoza, and Frau Hure. “Six, plus I’m going off to fuck that bitch’s mother right now. Just have to make a stop at the chemistry lab.”

“Six, you little slut!” Poppy sent it with a bunch of smiley emojis. “We should get together for more coffee and chat. How about tomorrow? I’m off.”

That was Friday. “Sure. I’ll meet you at the coffee house at 3:30ish.”

“It’s a date,” said Poppy. “I want all the juicy deets of you fucking the bitch’s mom.”

I smiled. I couldn’t wait to have coffee with my friend. Despite what my mother thought, Poppy and I were just friends. Poppy didn’t even believe in relationships. She had this weird gold-digger philosophy that I didn’t like at all.

Dating should be to find the love of your life. I mean, if you just wanted sex, well, it was pretty easy for me. In fact, I knew that Ms. Lynette would be waiting for me. I wasn’t surprised at all to find her naked and sitting by my lab equipment.

“I already gathered your new solution,” she said, nodding to three test tubes stoppered up with the dark-pink solution in them. “Now, I need my reward.”

She uncrossed her legs, her shaved pussy lips dripping with excitement. The busty brunette grinned at me. A divorced MILF just eager for my big futa-dick to fuck her. I smiled and reached beneath my skirt. I knew this was coming.

Maybe I would breed her like I had my mother.

I shoved off my panties, my futa-dick tenting the front of my skirt. I hiked it up and exposed my cock. Ms. Lynette shuddered in delight. She ran a finger up and down her wet pussy slit. She held out her digits to me dripping in her passion.

I sauntered to her, my futa-cock bobbing before me. She squirmed with all her delight. I opened my mouth wide and engulfed her digit. I suckled on her nub, wanting to just nurse off all the naughty cream she had on her.

I engulfed her finger and sucked off her digits. It was such a yummy flavor. I loved the taste of her tangy pussy juices.

But she had something that tasted even better. She lactated.

I ducked my head down and swallowed her nipple. She groaned as I nursed from her. Milk squirted into my mouth. I loved the creamy flavor of her breast milk melting across my taste buds. It was just the best. I loved every second of it.

I nursed on her hard, gulping down the creamy delight. Her breast milk soaked my taste buds and melted down my throat. I enjoyed that so much. I swallowed more and more of it. I let all that milk pour down my throat. It was a wonderful thrill to have her milk pouring down my mouth. I savored it.

She groaned as I did that. Her hand found my futa-dick. “Mmm, I need this in me.”

She pulled on my girl-cock. I bent my head as she drew me to her pussy. It became too uncomfortable to keep suckling from her nipple. I gulped down one last swallow of breast milk then ripped my mouth from her nipple.

I looked at her and kissed her right on the mouth. My lips melted against hers. I savored the flavor of her mouth on mine. I thrust my tongue into her mouth and swirled it around in her. She groaned as I shared her breast milk with her.

At the same time, I rammed into her cunt.

She moaned, her legs wrapping around my cock. She held me tight. I loved that feeling. It was an incredible one to be in her. She had such a wonderful pussy. Her hot twat gripped my dick as I kissed her. Her big boobs pressed against my round tits.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Mmm, I love you nursing, but I also love your dick in me.”

“I had a feeling,” I purred and drew back.

She shuddered as her hot cunt gripped me. She massaged me as she said, “So, your mom checked you out.”

“So I could fuck her,” I said. “Then my sister came home and I fucked her, too.”

“Is she a MILF?” Ms. Lynette asked as I pumped away at her cunt.

“Nope, but I gave her a futa-dick, so...” I winked at Ms. Lynette.

“You are such a wicked, wicked slut,” she purred as I pumped away at her pussy.

“I try,” I cooed.

I loved the way her pussy held me as I pumped away at her. Being in a MILF was such a wondrous thing. Her hands stroked up and down my back. I shuddered as she squeezed her cunt down on me. It was fantastic to enjoy.

Just a great delight to have her tight twat around me as I thrust into her. I fucked her with such force. I buried into her twat again and again. I loved this so much. I enjoyed every second of fucking into her cunt.

She groaned, her pussy clamping down around me as the pressure grew and grew. I gripped her ass, our titties rubbing together. She groaned, her pussy clamping down on me. I loved that so much. I savored that hot twat gripping me. She held me tight as I plunged into her pussy again and again. I loved every second of it.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I gasped. “Oh, wow, I love this.”

“You already are amazed by it,” Ms. Lynette purred, her green eyes smoldering. “Surprised by this.”

“It just feels so good,” I groaned, my clit-dick drinking in the silky walls of her pussy. “Your cunt feels awesome around my cock. I’m going to cum so hard.”

“Good.” She kissed me again.

I loved that. My lips melted to hers. Our tongues danced. I loved how good she felt. It was a thrill to be in her pussy. My cunt drank in the heat. My ovaries brimmed with the cum that she wanted. This was so hot.