Teacher Fantasy | Hot for Teacher | Threesome | Bisexual
The last thing I want to do after teaching little kids all day is meet with parents, but here I am. Even worse, I have to do so at their house. This is highly uncommon, but it's for the best in Jayden's case. He's been having social anxiety, so I want to see him in his home environment. He doesn't like to interact with other kids or work in groups. He'd much prefer working on his own in peace.
Speaking of Jayden, That's him playing in the street with his sister when I turn the corner. His smile is visible even from here.
"Hey, kiddo!" I have a terrible habit of calling all of my students that.
"Hi, Ms. Jones!" I'm barely out of the car when he wraps me in the biggest hug while mom and dad come to the porch to greet me.
"Thanks for coming!" I've seen them before, but never in a casual setting. They are usually dressed to the nines in formal business wear. Seeing her in yoga pants and a tank top with him in athletic shorts throws me off my game.
"You are so welcome! Shall we go inside and chat?"
They called the meeting, so I want to hear what they have to say.
"Yes, let's do that."
I'm offered every beverage under the sun, but I settle for a glass of water as I down into their expensive leather sofa.
"So, we understand he doesn't like working with others. Is that what you see, too?"
"Yeah, a perfect kid, brilliant, and works hard. He just doesn't seem to want to interact with other students. How is he here?
"We can't keep him still. He's constantly playing with his sister and kids in the neighborhood. That's why we were so concerned." I can't help but notice how fucking hot this couple is. Even after a long day, my libido is in overdrive when I'm around them. It's like they ooze pheromones.
"Can we chat with him?"
"I told the kids they should go down the street to my parents when you arrived. They love it there, and I'm sure they are already being pampered with sweets. We wanted to ask you something. Do you think our lifestyle plays into his issues at all?"
"Lifestyle?" I'm so confused. Aside from being hot as fuck I don't see anything alarming.
"We're swingers. One or two nights a week, the kids go to my parent's house so we can host or attend sex parties. The kids love it there, so we didn't think it was an issue. What do you think?"
I'm stuck in disbelief that they are sharing this information. My mouth hangs open, and I'm trembling at the mere thought of being in a sex party with them.
"If they don't know what's going on and love going to your parents, I don't see it being an issue." I can't concentrate on why I'm here, especially when I realize their eyes are on my body.
"So you guys swing?"
"Yes. We are very sexual people. We don't expose the kids to it, though, but as soon as they are gone, it's a whole different story. They are gone now if you want to see what we mean?"
"Are you suggesting…?" I can't comprehend any of this. My mind is swirling with random thoughts, but my pussy has other plans. It's tight, and the little vibrations running through me scream to say yes.
"Only if you are comfortable. From the moment we saw you, we knew we wanted to have a little fun with you. If you say yes, you won't regret it, I promise." She is overly confident. My eyes can't see past her hard nipples, though. I'm buzzing with uncertainty.
"I don't know…"
"Maybe this will help you decide." It's as though this is a play from a playbook they have practiced over and over again. She quickly slips behind me with his strong hands working the muscles in my shoulders. Just as I get used to his touch, she is in front of me, sliding a hand up under my summer dress.
Her hand rests on my upper thigh when her eyes beg mine to let her continue. The combination of massage and sexual arousal has my nodding my head yes.
"Oh, darling. You are already so wet." Her fingers trace over my panties, which I knew were damp. I could feel my arousal building before they even suggested any sort of sexual play."
"I know." The words roll from my tongue on bated breath as her fingertips tease me under my panties. She knows how to touch a woman, that's for damn sure.
"You are so sexy!" Her big blue eyes stare into my soul as she licks her lips and slowly slides my soaked panties down my thighs.
"Relax, ok. We want to give this to you."
"Ok." I'm so out of my element, but not so much that I can't enjoy their every touch. She lifts one of my feet, then the other, before neatly folding my panties and setting them aside. When she dips under my dress, I brace for the overload of stimulation.
"Jesus, fuck! That feels so good!" Her tongue swirls between my layers, dipping through y wetness on occasion. She's building me up. I do this when I masturbate. Fuck, she's good. Her husband still stands behind the sofa, but his hands wander from my shoulders down to my breasts. He's kneading me through the dress. I picked the wrong day to go braless, or perhaps it was the right day.
"Ohh!" The sudden jolt of electricity that streams through me nearly makes me jump off the sofa. His fingers have pinpointed my nipples, and he's rolling them to perfection. I'm not sure I could touch myself any better than they are now.
The more he tugs and tweaks my nipples, the harder I press back into the sofa until he pushes me forward into his wife and climbs over.
In one movement, he lifts me up and sets me back down…right on his cock. His shaft aligns with my slit as I start to grind against him involuntarily. It just takes one quick motion for him to stretch and fill me.
He easily holds my weight in his hands and lowers me slowly. His cock pushes through in slow motion. Each inch of his monster sends new rounds of tingles through my body.
Just when I think it can't get any hotter, her tongue joins the party at the apex of my thighs. She licks slowly as his cock pushes deeper. His moans from my tightness, coupled with her tongue, radiate through to my core. It's so fucking erotic.
He's fucking me slowly while she devours both his cock and my pussy.
"You guys are so…fucking…hot!" I'm shaking from arousal. Every nerve ending in my body is triggered as they worship me in ways I never dreamt possible.
Each time his cock slips inside me, she purrs as her tongue glides over his shaft, finishing with a flick to my clit. I'm speechless and breathless. My tits jiggle with each deep thrust. I'm fluid — rolling with the flow of what he gives me while jerking and twitching from what she adds.
"Fuck her harder!" A simple order, but I question if it's even possible based on how hard he is fucking me right now.
"Mmmm." The deep rumble in his throat when he agrees to her demand makes my body tense.
"Yessss." I'm hissing through thinly pursed lips when he makes good on his promise.
His thighs slap my ass so fucking hard it seems to echo in my mind. The resulting ripples that spread through my body never end. It's an assault on my pussy. With grunts and groans, he treats my body like a sex toy. A hole for him to fuck and fill with cum. I'm a dirty little whore letting the parents of my students fuck me like this, and I love it. It took this opportunity and their persistence to allow me to see this side of myself.
I can't breathe when my orgasm hits. My mouth opens to scream, but nothing comes out. I'm numb.
I think he's cumming inside me, but I've floated too far away to know for sure. Everything is dark and quiet.
When I take my first breath, his cock slides out of my pussy with globs of cum that fall to her waiting tongue. She slurps it up as fast as it leaks from me. I'm beside myself. I can't believe I just did that, and I really can't believe I want more.
"Tell me more about these parties?" I'm not sure, with my profession, that I can "swing it," but I'm sure as hell going to investigate.