Thread: Servicing mom (lowblow emma and foxy lady)

The hours following Mikes debrief were some of the busiest that Marcie had had to cope with since she became Principal. She began to receive reports from teachers that boys were missing from class or asking to be excused. Pretty soon a pattern emerged they were all boys who were on the project. Teacher complained that they were either missing or distracted or that when they did arrive they were tired. There was no doubt in Marcies mind what was going on. She had not been a teacher for 35 years without knowing when a boy had got a hard on. Quite apart from any bulge that their little cocks might produce, it was obvious from the way they looked, how they sat, and the fidgeting as they tried to release the pressure in their underwear. But she couldnt tell the other teachers about the project, so she had to investigate. She sent her deputy to search out the boys who were not currently in class Mike and Tom. He reported back that he had found them in the toilets and, although he could be sure, he was convinced they had been both masturbating. And Marcie was equally convinced of the reason the details of Mikes debrief had been so arousing that they were in a permanent state of arousal. She didnt have any doubt about it, because she had felt the same. Waiting until the end of classes so as not to draw attention, she summoned all the boys involved to a meeting in her office. There were not enough chairs for all of them, so they clustered around her desk. She looked up at their faces and saw how tired and drawn they all were, although she was sure that if she got Mike to repeat his account they would soon be rejuvenated. Boys, she began, I know what has been going on today and I know why. Every one of you has been affected. Even you, Tom, which I know must have been particularly difficult for you as it was your mother who was ultimately the reason. Tom hung his head shamefacedly. And I want you to know that I understand why you feel as you do. It was a powerful account of what Mike had learned, and he learnt an important lesson, one you should all take to heart. Im going to do something that I shouldnt really do, but it is important in order for you to learn as much as you can from this experience today. Im going to ask Mike to tell us in detail everything that happened. Not just about what he learnt, but everything that happened. Tom, you are of course excused if you want to go. But Tom shook his head and stood his ground while Mike relayed in detail almost everything that had taken place, leaving out only his own embarrassing failure to keep control. And as he spoke, Marcie switched her gaze between the boys faces and their crotches that were at her eye level. Every boy began to shift uneasily as the account proceeded and every boy, Tom included, developed impressive bulges, more solid in some cases that she expected from pupils of their age. Marcie too was affected. With a supreme effort she held her hands on the top of the desk while, out of sight beneath her desk, she squeezed her thighs tight. When Mikes account came to an end, she took a deep breath. Thank you, Mike, for being so frank about something that must have been very personal for you, for both of you. Now, she carefully did not take her eyes of the boys faces, I am sure there are things you all have to so, so you may go. With an audible sigh of relief, they all turned and rushed to the door. But Marcie hadnt quite finished. You may all go, except Mike that is. Mike, please stay behind, I need to talk to you. With the others gone, she rose from her seat, locked the door and advanced on Mike. Mike, the boys arent the only ones to be affected. Ive had trouble concentrating myself all day. And listening to you just now, she pulled up her skirt, has left me in a state, she pulled down her damp panties and waved them under his nose, when I have no option but to fuck you cock raw. Mike stared back and began to stammer. Marcie, sorry, Principal, Miss, Im sorry, I can get still get hard, Marcie didnt need him to tell her that, she could see if for herself, but Ive wanked so much today my balls are drained. Sorry. But his Principal was not impressed. One lesson you have to learn is that sometimes we have to do things we dont want to. Thats how it is with French, which I know you hate. Its the same with sex. I cant count the number of times my husband on exercising his rights when I didnt want to. Well, it works the other way too. Right know, I want a fuck, I need a fuck, I shall go fucking mad if I dont get a cock up my cunt in the next few minutes. So get your kit off and lets get down to it. This was a completely different Marcie from the one Mike had met before. She had always been business like, letting him take the lead and thanking him politely when he had made her cum. But this Marcie was different. The look in her eyes told him that. As he fumbled out of his clothes, she pulled her dress over her head and shed her bra. With both naked, she stepped towards him and pushed him flat onto the desk, clambering on top of him, her legs astride his thighs. Taking his cock between her thumb and forefinger, she aimed it at her crotch and sank down onto it. As Mike groaned at the sudden movement, she closed her eyes, cupped her breasts and rolled them in her hands, setting up a figure of eight movement with her hips, pulling his cock from side to side. Her hands worked down over her flabby belly and along her thick thighs, as she rose and fell down his cock, each time a little faster than before. Sweat formed on her brow and dripped down to her chin and from there onto her breasts. Finally she began to moan softly and her rhythm slowed, until finally she came to a halt. Not bad, she purred softly, not bad at all, not bad at all for a start. Lifting off him, she twisted to present her ass and sank her crotch over Mikes mouth. Now do to me what you did to Toms mother. I want to cum the way she did. And while youre working out just what that was, Ill clean your cock off like she did. She lowered her face to his cock and began to lick it with slow, lapping strokes that made it twitch and his balls throb. So, she remarked between licks, you like that do you. Well remember that my teeth are down here and if I dont like what youre doing, theyre going to bite this precious bit of meat. Mike frantically worked at Marcies crotch with little success. Sorry, Miss, but youre different from Angela. She had folds of flesh, like she was falling out of herself. But you just have thick lips. Marcie grinned. How ignorant these boys were of the variations in female genitalia. Just imagine youre kissing me, she advised, and hunt around for a tiny little knob tucked away. Mike set too as best he could and soon Marcie was wriggling and grinding her crotch into his face. Then, struggling to breath and with inspiration born of desperation, he changed from licking to using his teeth. Taking chunks of her fleshy lips into his mouth, chewing at them like toffee. Marcies reactions became wilder. He changed from chewing to biting, snapping his teeth into her flesh. She had abandoned his cock now, supporting herself on the arms. Then he found it. Right up at the top, hidden under folds of skin. Thats it, Marcie moaned, take the little man of the boat, Mike, go on, go on. Mike didnt understand the man and the boat, but he sank his teeth as hard as he could into the knob of her clitoris. Marcie howled, a deep howl that sounded like an animal in pain, it started low and rose in pitch as he bit again and again, until her whole body was shuddering. Desperate for air, he snapped his teeth hard on her knob and, instead of releasing it, began playing at it with the tip of his tongue. Marcie was no longer in control. Her juddered, her arms could no longer support her, she fell on him crushing him with her weight under a final spasm shook her off of Mike to land, with a crash that shook her whole office, on the floor. Mike propped himself on his elbow and struggled for breath as he watched the pile of white flesh that was his Principal shake and tremble until finally she lay still. At length she rose and gathered her clothes. Thank you, Mike, that was very good. As you have learnt, you dont need to cum in order to give a woman pleasure or, for that matter, give yourself pleasure too. You may get dressed now and go home. Needless to say, there will be no debrief about what just happened.