Rex and Alia miss class

A few days pass, and Rexus continues to enjoy his teacher's body during class. Having avoided any consequences thus far, his actions only grow bolder. Hardly an hour goes by where he doesn't cop a feel of her luscious body as she passes his desk, stroke himself openly while she tries to lecture, or lead her into the back room to fill one (or more) of her holes.

A horny lad to begin with, Rex's libido is stimulated more each day by the sight of Alia Miarora's scandalous outfits. The boy's requests for skimpier and skimpier outfits soon surpasses what her wardrobe can provide, so she's **** to ask her husband for help. At first, the tailor is **** to make his wife a closet-full of tight blouses, short skirts, and other garments that cover little more than the most scandalous underwear... But she provides him with the ideal excuse: the elven education authority has implemented a new and demanding dress code, requiring senior teachers to wear only the finest fabrics (such as those crafted from sheerest scorpion-silk to floating whisps of skycotton). Since these materials are rare and expensive, the size of her garments needs to shrink to avoid bankrupting Mr. Miarora's shop.

While Alia makes her case, your instruments record a brief connection of magical influence. It leads from the Avarian border to the Aldryn household, before bending and shooting off into the Miarora's home. This simple request for risque clothes has triggered an arcane reaction... One that guarantees Mr. Miarora's compliance.

So it is that Alia walks to school wearing nothing but a bikini made of thin, reflective, emerald-green silk. The fine material draws the eye of every passing citizen (before they quickly look away in embarrassment). Only a handful of male students are bold enough to stare, but even they soon have to hide their erections and run off in search of privacy.

Miss Miarora takes longer than usual to reach her classroom, since her chest and rear end are both threatening to pop out of the flimsy outfit with every step. By the time she arrives, all of her students are seated at their desks...

...All of them save for Rex, who is in the supply closet. He's sitting on a crate facing the open door, jacking off slowly as he awaits his teacher.

"Miss, could you service me before class today? I'm already quite hard, and I'd hate to interrupt the very first lesson."

Alia blushes, but the request seems reasonable enough to her. With a smile and a nod, she strides into the storeroom and closes the door behind her. One of the students gives a disappointed sigh as it slams shut... Only to have his arm smacked by his nearby girlfriend.

The lovers quickly get over their quarrel, joining the rest of the class in some silent reading time. The "silent" part soon falls by the wayside, however, as a wet smacking sound can be heard behind the wooden door.

"Thank... You... Miss," Rex grunts, plowing into his teacher from behind. She's on all fours, ass wobbling with every thrust.

"You're... Oh, g-gods... You're m-most welcome," Alia moans, lifting an arm to brace herself against a nearby crate. That gives Rex a fine view of her bouncing tits, spurring him on even further. Despite the fact that his thrusts are rough and uncoordinated, a look of pure ecstasy is on the elven woman's face.

"I'm going to cum soon," Rex continues. "I was ready before you arrived."

"Th-that's okay," Alia replies, but she looks disappointed for a moment before returning to her obliging self. "Fill me--"

"No, I think I'll be painting your face today," Rex grunts, thrusting even faster as he nears orgasm. "I want to kiss you after."

"Huh? Won't that be messy?"

"I won't be kissing you on the mouth," he says with a grin, before pulling out and slapping Alia's ass. "Turn around, please."

The teacher closes her eyes and smiles as Rex pumps thick ropes of cum across her face. Once the deluge has finished, she can't resist wrapping her lips around his swollen tip and sucking out the last few drops.

"Mmm... Enough of that," Rex whispers. "On your back, now. Let's get you nice and wet, for when I've recovered."

Alia eagerly spreads her legs, **** for the now-familiar pleasure of Rex's tongue. He once mentioned that he did this for his mother, as a special reward, she thinks. What have I done to deserve such a treat, delivered so well and so often? Am I truly a better lover, a better caregiver, than his own mother?

After several minutes of Rex's gentle-but-insistent treatment, he crawls atop her body and lines up his member with her soaking-wet pussy.

What an honor, Alia thinks. To mean so much, to such a man... I am truly blessed.

She feels doubly-so as her student pushes inside, filling every inch of her with cock. The moment he's fully sheathed, panting and smiling down at her, Alia Miarora reaches the most intense orgasm of her long, increasingly-interesting life.

Neither Rexus nor Miss Miarora emerge for the rest of the class. As the great school-bell rings and the students file out, one of them presses his ear to the closet door... And hears only the sound of two people gently snoring.

Well after everyone has gone, Alia leads her student outside. Both are exhausted, leaning on each other for support as they walk down the lane towards Miss Miarora's house. Rex has invited himself over for a second study session, and of course his teacher accepted. She's a bit nervous, however, since her husband will already be home from work when they arrive.