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Chapter 5 by Dismfer Dismfer

Skip to detention or see the rest of the day?

Detention with Miss Park

The rest of the day passes without much worth talking about. In the halls, most Asian girls are smart enough to hide from you and frankly, it isn't worth the trouble to hunt them down. While you can, and have, **** a classmate or two during class time it always feels weird. While you're more than comfortable fucking in front of strangers at this point, the way class just mostly ignores you feels...creepy at times. So it's mostly a last resort thing. As it was you've been more or less sated all day, and reluctantly head to detention.

Your eyes light up when you open the door and see who is the monitor for detention today. Miss Park, the hot social studies teacher for the freshmen. The Korean teacher basically defines the term MILF, her hair is long but pulled into a tight bun, her face is sharp but with a sort of stern aspect that makes her look like some noblewoman from way back in the day, and her body is a sight to behold. Her tits can barely be contained by whatever sweater or blouse she squeezes them into, and you know from experience they're soft as pillows. Keeping in shape she has barely an ounce of fat passed her tits, but a waist that flairs dramatically. Effectively giving her an hourglass figure. All this in a nice petite package. The woman is, at best 5 foot 4, almost born to be folded in half.

"Hey Miss Park," you call in greeting as you saunter into the empty detention room. Looks like you two are all alone.

"Tsk, Mr. Doe," the teacher makes a face as you walk up to where she is sitting behind the desk. "It would be my luck that you are here today. I suppose that you plan on relieving yourself with my body against my wishes?"

"You know it."

"Ugh, I suppose it can't be helped."

With that, she stands and faces you trying to remain calm even as she senses your intentions. You put your hands on her shoulders and **** her down to her knees hard. With one hand on her bun and the other fishing your hardening cock out you quickly shove your erection in her face. Giving your cock a grimace she opens her mouth. At first, she tries to set the pace by placing her hands on your hips, but you pull them off with the hand not on her head before using the grip on her bun to **** her back and forth on your throbbing dick.

"~gack~~cack~" Miss Park gags as you face fuck her for several minutes, tears run down the strict and sharply drawn features as she struggles in vain to slow you down or catch her breath. It takes nearly no time at all to feel that tingling feeling in your ballsack. Thinking about it for a moment you let the first jet of cum shoot down her throat, drawing a **** noise from the woman before pulling out and with the rest of your load blasting her across the face, covering her in your jizz. It painted quite the picture, her make-up running from the tears, her face red and cum dripping down all over her.

You release her for a moment and she nearly drops to the floor before catching herself. She stays there for a moment on all fours, panting with her ass up stretching her tight office skirt and giving you a great view. Nodding to yourself you kneel down on the carpet behind her and grab her skirt, ripping it open and pulling her panties to the side to allow yourself access to her pussy.

"Wait," the teacher cried desperately. "Let...me...catch...my breath."

"Hmm," you pause dramatically pretending to think about it before you shove your hard cock inside her warm slit. "No."

"~Aghh~," she let out in a moan before biting down on a knuckle as you **** her cunt hard.

Each thrust drew a muffled cry of anguish from the older woman as you took no pity on her juicy pussy, plowing it like it owed you money. She was tight and soft. Despite being in her forties she never married or had children. You honestly don't even know if she is into sex. Not that it matters to you, you don't need her permission to use her body like a fleshlight. You lean over her reaching under her top to play with her soft titties. You pop the buttons off her business shirt and slip the massive boobs out of her bra.

You twist and pull at the nipples as you play with her body like a toy. She struggles to keep her reactions quiet, her honor demanding she maintains her dignity despite the violation.

"Oh fuck," you groan into her ear. "So tight and good. Gonna cum. Gonna fill you up."

She draws a shuddering breath at that announcement and tenses as you begin to fire your second load into her womb. After letting your cock soften a bit inside, and ensuring you get all of your load into her you pull out. Miss Park rolls to her side. Tears flowed down her face as she lay there, tits flopping out of her ruined shirt, ass still hanging out of the hole you tore in her skirt, and face still soaked in your cum and her running mascara.

You walk over to her desk as she lies unmoving and drink deeply from her water bottle. You stand there, pants half hanging off you, cock dripping in your shared juices as you watch a woman older than your mom compose herself after you finished **** her. You check the clock. Your detention has 15 minutes left. Enough time to let out one more load. Smiling you roll her onto her back and kneel on her chest.

"Wrap your tits around my cock," you command.

"~Fehhh~ fine," she all but gasps out. "It can't be helped."

The woman is in a fine state but she does what she is told obediently. Her tits are like pillows wrapping themselves around you, so warm and gentle it feels amazing on your heated and well-lubed dick. You let her go to work, just enjoying the feeling of being pampered by her tits. Time is almost up before you feel your last load start to build. Making an executive decision you grab the back of her head and blast the load all over her face once more. Standing you look at the mess of her body you are leaving behind.

You pull out your phone and take a quick picture.

"For posterity," you tell her before hiking up your pants and heading out. Leaving the woman shamefaced on the floor trying to wipe her face with her sleeve.

Do you head home or spend the afternoon out?

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