I hope your soul belongs to Jesus, because that throat belongs to me

Ms. Morgan was focused on directing Ophelia, preparing her for the dual blowjob.

You had felt a wave of desire, of pure lust, building and building for some time now, and now it took control.

Before they could begin, you grabbed Ms. Morgan's head with both hands.

"Hey, what are you doing-?"

And plunged into her mouth with your cock.

Ophelia gasped, "Oh my God, what are you doing? You can't just…" she raised an eyebrow, "wait, is she touching herself? I think I have an idea."

*GLUK GLUK GLUK*

You fucked Ms. Morgan's face like a man possessed, forcing yourself down into her throat as you moaned from the warm pleasure of giving in to your desires. She was taken by surprise and gagged at first, but surely wasn't lying about her experience in facefucking because she soon regained her composure and relaxed her mouth, letting you use it to your heart's content.

Ophelia whispered in her teacher's ear, a deviant smile on her face. "Hey, Ms. Morgan, how about you spread your legs now. Huh? Can you do that?"

*GLURK GLUK SHLUP SLUURRP SHLP*

"Aww, can't talk? What if I just… slid a finger or two into you? Would you like that?" As you pounded Ms. Morgan's face, slamming your pelvis against her mouth as you went balls deep, Ophelia removed one hand from her soft, jiggling titties and slid a finger into Ms. Morgan's reddening pussy. The teacher squealed around your cock as she felt her pussy lips spread by the younger girl and a thin finger slowly press into her inner folds.

"Oh my God, you thought I was wet? You are soaked."

Ophelia slowly pushed her finger in and out, back and forth, feeling the heat of her teacher's core and the slimy texture of her walls. As she continued fingerfucking her and you continued using her mouth, Ophelia brought her other hand down and started rubbing small, tight circles around her clit, just like Ms. Morgan had done to her.

You panted, open-mouthed, as you let the amazing feelings wash over you and build towards your orgasm. How soft her golden curls were in your fingers. How beautiful her glassy, unfocused eyes looked. The textured feeling of her tongue underneath your shaft and the way it teased your frenulum. The plushness of her lips, giving you full contact around the circumference of your cock. The wet, warm, tightness of her throat as the muscles in her neck cradled the tip of your cock, begging to be rewarded with your cum.

You knew you would burst any second, and with great effort unsheathed yourself from Ms. Morgan, who coughed and sputtered before taking deep breaths now that her throat was empty.

"Guh, ohhhhhmygod oh fuck- I need to get fucked." She mewled, so much whinier and higher pitched than before.

Ophelia spoke up, "Oh, get fucked? Me first!"

Ms. Morgan froze for a second, as if calculating something, and said, "You first? Fine. For educational purposes, of course. But you're going to eat my pussy while he fucks you."

"Let's get up on the desk so the whole class can see."

"Yes, Ms. Morgan~~~" Ophelia singsonged as she climbed onto the desk.

"Come here John. Fuck my good little girl. She wants it SO bad. Yeah, there you go, there you go. I can promise you she's going to cum fast. And I'm going to sit on her pretty little face."

“Mhm” you gave her a quick hum of confirmation, walking towards Ophelia, who lay spread-eagle on the desk.

“I-I’m ready for you, John…” Ophelia began quietly. Gazing at her affectionately, you watched the girl gingerly rub your cock against her opening.

Lowering yourself onto her body, you inserted your shaft into her tight pussy, hands holding onto the girl's waist. She felt so soft as you gripped her skin tight. You soon began rocking your hips slowly, a strained wince of bliss escaping from your mouth. Ophelia's tightness down there was a most marvelous sensation, her fleshy walls pressing down on your girth. They squelched and contorted against your cock, her vagina molding to the large shaft nestled inside her. Deep sighs of relief flowed from Ophelia's mouth, the gaze of her aquamarine eyes resting upon your face. Gingerly extending her hands towards your cheeks, Ophelia began gliding her fingers up and down your face, sensually caressing your skin.

"Uh- ahhh- yeah! You know, John… I'm sorry you're in trouble, but I'm glad it's, it's, it's- YOU! Up here right nowwwww…" You gave a shaky smile as you relished in her body.

Hoping to join in on the fun, Ms. Morgan crawled towards you and began nuzzling up to you, gingerly kissing you on the cheek. Feeling her soft lips upon your skin, you sighed, becoming overwhelmed by such fantastical sensory inputs coming from multiple women. Ms. Morgan wasn’t fazed by your cute noises and began to bury her face into your neck and kiss it affectionately. Her hands slowly descended down your shoulders and onto your back, lovingly massaging it. Her hands were soon joined by Ophelia's, the girl longingly gliding up and down your skin. Her soft finger was gently pressing down on your spine, eliciting a low sigh from your mouth. Yet her soft touch didn't cease your carnal thrusting, only embolden it, your cock smacking into Ophelia's wet folds.

*PLLLLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP SHLAP*

After giving your ear a teasing lick, Ms. Morgan climbed up onto her desk and sat on Ophelia's face, smothering her in her pussy. Evidently, Ophelia had been thirsty for pussy as well as hungry for cock, and she lapped at the blonde teacher's juices, eating her out.

Suddenly, you leaned forward and began kissing Ms. Morgan passionately, your lips pressed together. Muffled hums of unison flowed from your mouths as all three of you made love to each other, the blonde’s hips rocking back and forth on Ophelia's face as your own hips pumped in and out of her pussy. Her body trembling with pleasure, the girl sensually squirmed beneath her lovers as she continued to succumb to the pleasure she felt.

Slowly, Ophelia's hands moved down Ms. Morgan's hips and towards her thighs, sensually massaging them. Her hips began bucking in response to your thrusting, her pussy enveloping the entirety of your shaft moments later, but from her own effort. The wet squelching grew louder as her juices trickled out her pussy, the sticky liquid seeping onto the desk.

Your cock began throbbing inside your lover’s warm vagina, the thick shaft rubbing against her walls. Shuddered moans escaped from Ophelia's mouth as a result of how full she felt, a mild sweat running down her body. Her legs slowly wrapped themselves around your back as you continued thrusting into her warmth, glans pressing against her soft depths. The pleasurable stimulation caused Ophelia to arch her back, a halting groan torn from her chest. Her walls slowly began to press down upon your member, smothering it within her warm folds. But the added tightness didn’t deter you; instead, you opted for slower, more methodical thrusts. This proved to be an ingenious idea, the buxom, white-haired girl twitching atop the desk in a state of ecstasy.

Flurried gasps dribbled from Ophelia's mouth as you continued to fuck her, her wet tongue flopping outside her maw and into Ms. Morgan. Her body was left helpless to the pleasure, unable to do anything but await the inevitable.

"Oh… do you like that, Ophelia? Are you about to cum? You're licking my pussy so well and taking that cock like a gorgeous little slut! What a good girl. Go on, cum. Cum for me, my good girl, I want you to!"

With a cry, Ophelia came around your cock, convulsing and shaking as she was finally overcome by how good it all felt. Her pussy gripped you so hard it threatened to immobilize you, and you gritted your teeth from the delicious pleasure.

"Such a good job by such a good girl. Alright, John, pull out. You still have to fuck me, too."

Ms. Morgan got off Ophelia's face and with a sliding back of your hips you withdrew from that delicious pussy. All three of you were moaning and panting.

"Oh omigod holy fuck- I… I've never cum that hard before…" Ophelia whined.

"Exactly, class!" Ms. Morgan said, in her louder 'teacher's voice'. "A little foreplay, with a dash of exhibitionism goes a long way." Her head turned, and gaze rested on you. "Now, you, you must be close to cumming at this point. How about you fuck me until you cum. Want to? Want to fuck your hot teacher until you blow your load?"

You were exhausted, but knew you had to cum one way or another, and nodded wordlessly.

Ms. Morgan sat on the edge of her desk and spread her legs, smiling at you invitingly.

Having an unobstructed view at Ms. Morgan's pussy, you saw that her slit had a wet glint to it, making it particularly tempting. You grabbed your hard cock and got closer until it touched her body. She sighed happily when the tip rubbed over her nether lips. You felt similar to her, the small touch already firing you up. So, holding onto her hip with the other hand, you pushed forward until you finally entered her.

“Hah, it’s so big…” Ms. Morgan sighed. A small, simple phrase that nonetheless turned you on, encouraging you to move forward. You groaned a little when you felt her tightness around you, so wonderfully warm on your cock.

After sinking two-thirds of your length into your teacher, you began to do her for real. Moving your hips back and forth, you slid your cock through her warm, wet tunnel, reveling in the pleasure her tight inner walls gave you. And so did she, moaning soon after you started, every time you pushed into her.

The most adorable of mewls emanated from Ms. Morgan's mouth as she felt you inside her, her body trembling in anticipation. Hands holding onto your sides, she began bucking under your crotch slowly, feeling your cock slide through her vagina. The girthy shaft began nuzzling up to her fleshy insides, eliciting even more mewls from the blonde-haired woman. Ms. Morgan's heart fluttered with glee as you accepted your punishment; she was enjoying herself immensely, and wanted you to feel good as well. As such, she began tightening her walls down on your shaft, eliciting a quick hiss from you. Your body tensed up from the euphoric sensation, a shuddered wince escaping from your mouth.

"Oh, fuck…" you groaned, enjoying the sensations her pussy gave you, pleasuring you nearly perfectly, the intensity increasing with every thrust. Your hands moved down to her ass, which you massaged with a firm grip, the softness of her cheeks quite enjoyable under your fingers.

After so much teasing and stop-starting, the need in you to bust was nearly unbearable. You grabbed Ms. Morgan by her hips, feeling the softness of her skin, and pulled her towards you, roughly. Then, you grabbed either of her thighs for leverage and started fucking her like she deserved. Hard, fast, and so so good. She lay flat on her back as you pounded her, pleasure drunk eyes locked on yours as every *PLAP* and *SMACK* of your flesh colliding caused her tits to jiggle obscenely.

Holding onto her waist, you began pumping your hips back and forth with greater strength, cock plunging into her depths. The sudden burst of energy caused the teacher to utter a short cry of euphoria, her body shivering under your own. Tears began welling within her eyes as a result of the stunning pleasure, her heart thumping within her chest. She could feel your thick cock hammering away at her walls, the throbbing head smooching her depths affectionately. Her teeth clenched together, she attempted to crush your shaft with her insides, the fleshy surfaces rubbing against your member. They sensually massaged the throbbing length, the tingly sensation causing you to shiver atop her. Yet despite the pleasure, you continued to thrust into Ms. Morgan's pussy, the teacher panting and moaning under you.

Looking at her face, overcome with pleasure, you thought that you pretty much felt the same way. The tightness of her pussy was quite taxing on your cock, your already approaching orgasm now coming so much faster, thrust after thrust. As much as you tried to hold it off, it was hard to do so. Not just because of how good her inner folds felt, but also because of how arousing the lewd sounds that came from the two girls were.

“It’s too much…!” Ms. Morgan shouted. You were getting to her. “I can’t… Ah!” A violent shudder went through her body, which you even felt on your cock, when she came. "Kiss me, Ophelia! Ahh!" Ophelia obliged, pulling Ms. Morgan's chin to face her and planting a deep kiss. You kept pounding her, but it was impossible to last longer. After only a few more thrusts, you reached your limit as well. You groaned loudly as the mounting tension snapped and you released your cum into her, shooting rope after rope into her body.

You held yourself inside her warmth for a long moment as you all panted, and then slowly withdrew your cock. Cum dripped from her cunt to the floor. Ophelia continued kissing Ms. Morgan gently, letting her come down from her high cradled in her embrace.

After you all recovered, the two women left the desk and stood. Ms. Morgan, cum leaking and tits out, said, "Well, class, that's all the time we have for today. It was an impromptu lecture, but we covered some valuable material: nipple stimulation, facefucking and the importance of embracing your partner's sexual preferences. Now, for homework, I want all of you to partner up and practice what I showed you today before the next class period. Ophelia and John, unless you have any objections I think you two should pair with each other… you were so cute today. No worries about earlier, by the way, John, I'll give you extra credit same as Ophelia. You were sublime."