Curing Blue Balls

Parking my car in front of the school, Alice and I climb out to head to our classes. It’s a little early to get to school, but I know I can do something to enjoy myself in the meantime. I see Ms. Lia’s car in the faculty parking area, so there’s a chance I’ll be able to mess with her a little before class starts. As we go through the front door, Alice and I split apart, and shortly after I hear Maria Chan call out.

“Hey Alice!” She called out to her, turning her head our way. She’s wearing an outfit that really compliments her petite figure, with dark yoga pants hugging her legs and a soft, tight-fitting red shirt with short sleeves. She isn’t blessed in the chest like Alice is, but the neckline is stylish and does well to flatter her.

Immediately after calling out to her, Maria frowns as she puts the books she had just picked up back on their shelf. Her hand hovering in front of them, she looks towards Alice and her eyes widen as she is pushed up against the adjacent locker by her friend’s chest.

“Hey Maria.” Alice responds, right before she locks lips with Maria. Maria attempts to resist, giving a muffled response as her lips betray her and mute her words. Sucking each other’s tongues, Alice’s hand reaches down to caress Maria’s thighs, creeping teasingly close to her friend’s pussy. As their makeout continues, Maria’s eyes close and her hand finds it’s way to Alice’s ass, giving her a tight squeeze followed by a light spank. Holding the other’s neck in their hand, they pull each other into the kiss for some a moment. Finally, their lips part, but their hands linger for a moment before Alice pulls back off Maria.

“Alice…why did we…”

“What, I can’t say hi to my friend? It’s not like you didn’t like it.” She punctuates this by lightly poking Maria’s boob. This is weird, earlier she didn’t make any mention of anything erotic after the fact with mom and me. Maybe since Maria’s outside the family, she doesn’t have that mental block and is able to recognize it.

“Well, that’s not really. I couldn’t…” Like mom before, she trails off before she can protest too far. With these close friends blushing and panting in front of her locker, I smile and head to Ms. Lia’s classroom earlier. It’ll be nice to spice up Alice more later, but I have all weekend to do so, and today is my last chance to get up close with Ms. Lia for the week.

Pulling up to the class, I see that Ms. Lia isn’t yet in. She still has 10 minutes to go, so maybe we’ll see her legs carry her on autopilot again. I wouldn’t complain, she always has this sexy sway when her legs take over; it’s much hotter than when she has actual control of herself. I start to daydream about my teacher, but very quickly I hear a ping from my phone. Opening it up, I see that mom had sent me a few pictures over text.

“Hi. Heres the outfit I picked out. Is it ok?” Her first message read. What followed was a few pictures of her work outfit, very similar to the one I had directed her to wear a few days ago. She has a lacy red bra holding up her tits, visible through her mostly unbuttoned thin white blouse. Her tits were clearly on display, held up for others to see, and her nipples shined through the fabric of both layers. Over her legs, a tight pencil skirt clings to her hips, with the waistline hiked up slightly to reveal more of her thighs. Long thin stockings cover the rest of her legs, although they do not reach high enough to disappear under her skirt. Instead, the elastic digs into her skin slightly, showing off her juicy thighs.

“That looks great! Just one thing, the shirt should be wet.” I decide to push her a little, see how she reacts.

“What! You cant be serious…”

“I am. You need to wear a wet shirt to work today. Just splash some water on your shirt, itll be good enough. Send another pic.”

After a minute, I get another ping from my phone.

“Happy now? Its kinda chilly…” I check the picture she attached. Oh yea I am. The shirt is soaked, clinging to every curve of her breasts. The red bra, only partially hidden by the fabric, now shines completely through the see-through material, letting you see the full pattern of lacy that holds her tits. She was right about being chilly too, since her nipples are clearly hard and poking through the fabric, leaving two obvious points in front of her.

“Perfect! Keep it up if it dries out, you need to keep it wet. Just turn the heat up if it’s too chilly I guess.”

“Ok…Thanks for you help dressing me Dave.”

“Np” I reply back, and open that picture she sent again. Luckily no one will be able to see my staring at tits on my phone as I study all her curves. Man, I wish I could be in the office with her for the day. I’m pulled out of my phone when I notice Julie Kerrigan walk in, hips swaying in tight shorts as she approaches her desk. I do my best to watch her secretly, keeping my phone out as an excuse. I don’t exactly care about my reputation too much, and everyone stars at Julie, but I don’t want to just openly perv on her either. I don’t want to get berated before class even starts.

As she puts her bag on her desk, she turns around so her ass is facing right towards me. Damn, right now I’m tempted to just use the 20 gems on her. The soft fabric of her shorts clings to each cheek, giving away the full shape of her ass as she occupies herself with sorting her books. Staring for a minute, I pull my gaze away before I’m too obvious and get noticed. While it’s really tempting to bring in Julie right now, I want to do something for Ms. Lia. Hopefully something that will get me off, I’m way too blue balled right now.

A few minutes early, Ms. Lia walks in, crossing her arms under her chest. Unfortunately her legs had not taken over for her in this case, but she was still a sight to see. Her hair was slightly more unkempt that usual, although she obviously tended to it. Her blouse was unbuttoned all the way down to her bra, which was light pink and I would guess is a push-up bra. With her cleavage on full display, her arms are crushing her tits together really hard for some reason.

She notices me at the back of the class and quickly walks over to me. This probably isn’t good. Approaching me, she quickly reaches into her tits, closing her eyes and biting her bottom lip as she does so. Pulling out a familiar roll of quarters, she gently places it on my desk and looks at me viciously.

“I don’t know what the hell your deal is, but we’re on to you. I’m not playing around, you better not try anything else or it’ll be the end of you.” She slides the roll of quarters closer to me and goes to sit at her desk. Well shit, I guess I was being really fucking obvious that I was behind this somehow. Hopefully I can fix this somehow. As I watch her ass gently sway back to her desk, I take a look at Custom Girls for the first time to try to do just that.

I wasn’t all that bothered by her threat. Anyone would consider her insane if she tried to tell them that a student of hers was controlling her. Just to be safe though, after this class I think I might turn off awareness for others, so even if she tries to tell people they’ll just think her behavior is normal. Looking through this list of new commands, one really catches my eye.

Whenever target notices an erection, she will use her hands, tits, and/or mouth to pleasure it, based on proximity to that body part. If she can't reach the erection, she will instead grope herself. 20 gems.

Jackpot! This is perfect, exactly what I need. Too long have I been staring and jerking off, now I can just use my bitchy teacher! I’ll just have to stick around after class to get my rocks off. Maybe I can leave something special in her tits again too. For now, I’ll just enjoy the show in class and mess with Ms. Lia again as usual.

With the bell ringing, Ms. Lia takes her spot in front of the class, giving me a dirty look from afar. I just smile at her.

“Hello class. In regard to last night’s reading, we will start this class discussing the Creature’s **** on Victor, and any parallel between these two characters that are developing. Who would like to get started?” Ms. Lia stands up front with her arms crossed, sporting her tits proudly for the class, and her nylon clad legs drawing a little bit of attention as well. A few seconds go by, before one of the students up front answers her.

Based on Lia’s reaction, it seems like they made a good point. I couldn’t tell, I was too busy soaking in the sights. My teacher turns around to write on the whiteboard, allowing me to take another good look at how this tight skirt hugs her wide hips. Getting a little turned on, I open my phone and tap Bend Over while she’s still writing. Letting out a short cry of surprise, Ms. Lia sharply bends at the waist and she is distracted from her writing. She seems to try to exert her will for a few seconds, but to no avail. All she succeeds in doing is wiggle her ass for us to gawk at. A short, muffled cry comes through her lips as her hands beckon her to continue, teasing a nipple and warning of worse to come if she doesn’t get to work. Resigning to continue writing while bent over, she reaches as far as she can to continue her writing. Making her drop the marker a few times, I prolong her pose until I get my fill and I allow her to finish the sentence without further disturbing her.

Allowing her to stand upright, she looks back at me, but I had already put away my phone and pretended to write in my notebook. She knows that I’m behind this but it’s still fun to play coy I guess, and I also don’t want to give her an excuse to take my phone away. That would be devasting. Ms. Lia caps off her marker and slowly pushes it between her tits, before crossing her arms again and addressing the class. I know the slow insertion of the marker was to keep the pleasure down, but it just made it look like an intentional tease.

Over the next few minutes, she continues the conversation with the class, and I continue messing with her. I keep making her bend over whenever her ass is towards us, and I make her drop that marker from her tits on occasion. Each time I hit that hotkey, her eyes widen and she inhales sharply, as her hand yanks the marker from her tits and lets it tumble to the ground. Her shock is immediately followed by frustration as her body is **** to bend over to reach the marker, letting her tits dangle in her shirt. Her face flushes as her hand slides it into her tits rather quickly, and while she may want to take a breath, she knows she can’t sit idle for risk of punishment.

This was fun, but it was also something I’ve done before and I honestly got a little bored. I decided instead I’d check in on my mom again, so I sent her a text.

“Hey mom, you at work? Just wanted to double check something on your outfit.”

After a few minutes I get a reply back. “Yes Dave, Im at work. What do you need to change, I thought it was good?” This was fun, she’s getting a little annoyed at me, but I have all the power over her. At least in what she wears.

“I need to see how it looks when you grab paper from the copier.”

“Really? How am I supposed to take that picture?” Oh mom, so ignorant of technology. I take a moment to explain how to set up the timer, and she reluctantly agrees to take the picture. I need to do my job, so she needs to help me do it, I tell her.

A few moments later, I get back a picture of her reaching down to the bottom tray of the copy machine. She’s bent over at the waist, legs slightly separated, under the influence of her command to show off her ass. It’s taken from a side angle, letting my see down her shirt a bit and ogle her tits, and it really shows off the curve of her ass. While this is a great view of her nylon-clad legs, and is sexy as hell, it isn’t quite what I wanted.

“Looks good, but I need a picture from behind.”

“Fine.” A moment later I get what I wanted. Her phone was propped up on the floor, giving me a wonderful low angle. I can see right up her skirt, revealing the sexy pink panties she has beneath that tight skirt. It really is wonderful, and I decide to share that view a little more with the office.

“Raise your skirts hem by like 3 inches and take another picture.”

“Ok.” Again, I get a gorgeous low angle on my mom, but this time even more of her ass is visible. What had before been a small amount of panty revealed, now I could see the entire lower curve of her ass as she bent over to the copier. Each cheek was basically bare, as the lower part of the panties are swallowed into her cheeks, leaving her ass open to the breeze. Her juicy rear is amazing at this angle, and I’m sure she’ll be giving the others at the office plenty to look at over the day. Feeling myself harden significantly, I respond to her picture.

“Looks great! Keep your skirt at that height whenever your in the office for now.”

“Ok. Thanks for the advice, have a good day at school!” I put away my phone and just imagine mom in the office. Walking around checking in with her employees, bending over to look more closely at some figures. As she’s talking with that worker, his eyes glued to the tits dangling over his desk, others are watching as she flashes them nearly her entire ass as her skirt rises up. That would be a sight to behold.

Idly daydreaming the rest of class, I think about how Alice and mom are doing right now. Alice could be groping her lab partner, mom is probably parading herself in a porn parody office-lady outfit. My fantasizing starts working me up, and I do my best to stay hard as the bell rings and everyone files out to go to their next class. I’m about to hang back and wait for them to leave, but Ms. Lia calls out to me first.

“Dave, we need to talk after class for a few minutes.” Jackpot! Everyone leaves the room, and Ms. Lia goes to shut the door behind them, leaving us all alone. This couldn’t be more perfect. My teacher beckons me up to her desk. I don’t know how long her “can’t skip work” command will let her stay here, but she clearly intends to use her time.

“Tell me right now what the hell you’re doing.” She glares at me from behind her desk. Her eyes flick down to my boner, but she doesn’t react to it besides rolling her eyes in disgust.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I’m a terrible liar, so all I can really hope to do is deny everything.

“Don’t you bullshit me! Things…have been happening to me, and it’s always when you’re around! What the hell are you doing!” She yells at me from only a few feet away, making me tremble slightly. With a moment’s thought bringing clarity, I decide it’s time to truly put her in her place.

“You know what? Yes, I have been doing something, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” With that, I press the hotkey on my phone, and a startled Ms. Lia collapses over her desk, her tits flattening out against the wood. Hatred burns in her eyes as she glares at me. I approach closer to the desk, bringing my erection close to her face, and the hatred transitions to fear as she sees her hands reach out to grab my waistband.

“The hell? What are you doing to m- MHH!” Her hands betraying her, they pull down my waistband and fish out my hard dick. Before she can finish her sentence, her head reached forwards and started expertly sucking on my cock. Her head slowly bobbed up and down, her lips reaching all the way to the base as her eyes glare up at me. I just enjoy the sensation, her smooth wet lips caressing my shaft, her tongue teasing and toying with the head each time she pulls back. The smooth caress is wonderful, and I just let her pleasure me for a few minutes, her moans only serving to stimulate me more. Before I can cum, I pull back and see her panting as she remains bent over her desk.

“You…” She continues panting on her desk, staring daggers into my soul. I just smile at her and release her from her bent position. As I hit the screen, she snaps back into her chair, leaning back and catching her breath. Before she can do anything though, I climb over the front of her desk and sit facing her on the edge. Sliding down my pants to the floor, I let my dick free as I once again **** Ms. Lia to bend over. As she lurches forwards, her tits land right on either side of my dick, causing her to let out a moan as her boobs ripple in pleasure. Releasing the bend over hotkey, she tries to pull back, but only gets so far. Falling to her knees, her hands had reached up on their own accord and sandwiched my dick between her breasts. Popped out of her shirt, her tight bra holds her breasts together as she lifts them up and over my cock, pushing it up through the center.

“OH!” My teacher cries out as her sensitive tits are **** up and down my shaft, massaging my hard, wet dick. Her eyes roll back and she can barely keep from panting. This is unbelievable, I got my hot teacher on her knees giving me a tit fuck in her class! I let myself enjoy the sensation, feeling my orgasm building. Ms. Lia, or whatever is controlling her, seems to notice, and spits into her valley before working me more vigorously. During this whole event, her eyes remain shut as she moans and pants, her hands on autopilot as they jerk me off with her tits. I let myself go as I cum all over her tits, some splashing her neck but most pooling between her tits. I catch my breath after the pleasure stops ripping through me, and look with satisfaction at the mess I made on her as she leans back on the floor.

Ms. Lia is able to calm down after the constant stimulation, and is about to **** me when I make her bend over again. She yelps as she is **** to bend over, face down ass up, right beneath her own desk, and just for fun I rest my feet on her back. As she suffers from my cum dripping down her chest, I get another ping from my phone.

Milestone reached! Finally graduated from blue balling I see! For your first conquest, have a free complimentary 10 gems!

The Custom Girls team :D

Oh boy, they’re really doting on me aren’t they?

“I’m going to end you!” Ms. Lia yells from under the desk. Oh right, I need to solve this problem. Luckily I remembered an available command to fix this. Pulling up her menu, I buy a mental change for her.

Target does not remember user’s effect on her, or their unsavory actions towards her, unless she is teaching his class. 5 gems.

Selecting this was a very easy choice, and leaves me with 5 gems to spare. Getting up, I allow Ms. Lia to stand up thinking I’m in the clear, but she just glares at me and starts slowly walking my way. Oh shit. Before she can get within striking distance, I grab my bag off the floor and bolt to the door. She lunges after me, but I’m too fast for her and I cross the threshold when I hear her stop. Looking back, she just stands there confused, before she looks down at her chest horrified.

“What’s wrong with you, go to class!” She shouts at me, trying her hardest to hide her chest but to no avail. Her hands simply frame the massive cleavage she’s sporting. My jizz was clearly visible all over her, and I just smile and leave her to handle herself. I’m sure she’ll figure something out, or maybe she won’t. Either way, I got way more out of class than I expected.