Sensei’s Private Lesson – Chapter 3** *(Femdom / sakusei / small-penis humiliation – group, FFM, gloves, multimouth blowjob, lipstick marks, no penetration)*

**Sensei’s Private Lesson – Chapter 3**

(Femdom / sakusei / small-penis humiliation – group, FFM, gloves, multimouth blowjob, lipstick marks, no penetration)

The living-room lights were dimmed.

Sensei knelt naked on the floor, small cock already half-hard and marked with several dark lipstick kisses. Two women flanked him—his silver-haired wife on the right, the dark-haired student on the left—both still fully dressed in white shirts, blue ties, and tight skirts that strained over their big breasts.

Their lipstick was deliberately dark. Every kiss left a clear, sticky imprint on his shaft and balls.

The dark-haired girl spoke first, voice soft and teasing.

“Today isn’t our regular day for sexual gratification, but we’re going out.”

Sensei’s wife answered with a quiet smile.

“There’s no way these girls would break the rule.”

The dark-haired girl leaned in, lips brushing the head.

“Um… Yuuka… Neo… Today isn’t our day for sexual gratification, is it… right?”

Both women ignored the question and closed in.

Two pairs of soft, lipstick-coated lips pressed against opposite sides of his small cock at the same time. Wet, deliberate kisses. The dark-haired girl’s tongue flicked the frenulum while Sensei’s wife sucked gently at the base. Lipstick smeared in overlapping hearts and ovals.

“Well… When was it?”

Sensei’s voice cracked.

“Eh…? Probably not our day…♥♥♥♥”

They did not stop.

The dual oral continued—slow, wet, coordinated. One mouth would take the head while the other licked the shaft; then they switched. Saliva mixed with the lipstick, turning the small cock shiny and marked.

Sensei’s wife pulled back just enough to speak against the tip.

“These girls… No matter what I say, they don’t listen… They’re teasing me with weak stimulation…♥♥”

The dark-haired girl hummed in agreement, tongue circling the slit.

“It’s been over 30 minutes…♥♥ My head… it’s melting…♥♥ Oh…♥ Oh!”

His hips jerked. A thin bead of precum welled up and was immediately licked away by both tongues at once.

They kept him on the edge for what felt like forever—kissing, licking, sucking just the head, then retreating to leave fresh lipstick marks lower down. Every time he throbbed harder they slowed. Every time he softened they intensified.

Finally Sensei’s wife reached for the clear plastic collection bag she had prepared.

“Spill it.”

The dark-haired girl echoed, lips still brushing the tip.

“Spill it.”

“Spill it.”

Sensei’s wife’s gloved hand (she had put the blue gloves back on) wrapped around the base and gave a single firm stroke.

“More… More. Squeeze out of the garbage factory…♥ Even the cross, please come at the very bottom…♥ Spill it all out…♥ Sensei.”

The orgasm was weak and stuttering. A thin, watery load pulsed into the open bag held directly under the tip.

The dark-haired girl watched it drip.

“Clustering is already over, but it’s still flowing out of the urethra…♥ The sticky juice is flowing out…♥”

Sensei’s wife milked the last drops with two gloved fingers.

“Who told you to cum so deliciously? Sensei. Put the trash in the trash bag… Oops, fff. I’m sorry, Sensei. I bought a trash bag that’s a little too big…♥ w”

She held up the bag, the small amount of semen looking even smaller inside it.

“It’s not the right size, but… Uff…♥♥ We have no choice but to use it, right?♥♥ The throbbing sensation of cumming is turning to sadness… My sticky juice flow out of the urethra…”

Both women leaned in again, tongues out, and cleaned the residual cum from his soft cock while the bag was sealed.

“Spill it. Spill it.”

Sensei’s wife finally sat back, big breasts rising and falling under her shirt.

“Stinky…♥ Thank you for hanging out with me to kill time…♥ Sensei♥ Chu…♥♥♥ It doesn’t have to be regular… Like today…♥ Chu…♥♥♥ We’ll come check on you whenever we have free time…♥ Make sure you wash your cock well… Wash it off my inside the breath…♥”

The dark-haired girl gave the tip one last soft kiss, leaving a final lipstick mark.

“Ah… I’m sorry… You know that, right? Hee… Today’s session… Yes… Get back to work… Hee…♥ Of course, you’re not allowed to jerk off… mm… About this much… mm… Chu… Time to finish… mm…”

Sensei’s wife stood, collection bag in hand.

“!!!…♥ I understand…♥ This is just a way to killing ti…♥”

She looked down at him one last time—naked, small cock soft and covered in lipstick kisses, the sealed bag of thin semen dangling from her gloved fingers.

“Sensei’s trash sperm…♥ chu♥”

The two women left him there on the floor, the taste of their lipstick and his own weak cum still on their tongues, already discussing when the next “non-regular” day would be.

The private lesson was over.

Until the next time they decided the rule no longer applied.