Keep her

But evolution happens all the time! Just because something worked for one generation does not mean it will continue to be perfect. You’re a new breed of man, and you must explore all possibilities. To that end…

“Ms. Konva.” The schoolgirl opens her eyes and stares into yours, worship on her face. “You would like to perform fellatio.”

“Oh my god, I was just thinking that!” exclaims the girl. She wastes no time, sliding her body down until she is face-to-cock. It’s a little cold with all the covers bunched down with her, but you chivalrously decide not to complain.

Ariel takes you member into her mouth, and even makes sure to massage your balls, which is a real bonus over that bitch of an ex who wouldn’t even suck you off. Once she gets you nice and lubricated, she even tries to rub you between her modest chest. She looks adorable doing it, so you appreciate the effort.

“Ariel, you are going to be the queen of my new harem. We will pick our consorts from whoever we choose. No one can refuse me, but you will also have control over them.” A thought occurs to you. You’re so selfish. “Ms. Konva, you are so turned on my sucking my dick that you orgasm frequently. Feel free to touch yourself if it helps.”

The schoolgirl’s sigh against your throbbing shaft is all the indication you need that you still have the gift. Her head bobs up and down, up and down. The hand that is not massaging your testicles creeps down to her sopping vagina. “You believe that I can seduce any woman with my powerful personality, right, Ariel?”

“Of course, John. Who could refuse you?” At least that’s what you think she said. Between your shaft in her mouth and her increasingly ragged breathing, it’s hard to tell.

“Being devoted to me and also controlling others will make you so happy. We’ll be a great team.” You settle back and watch the nude young girl continue. Her left hand is furiously working her clit while her right hand is sliding up and down your shaft, closely followed by her mouth. Her body bucks in response to another orgasm breaking over her body, and she moans against your penis again. She does not slow down, however. You lose track of reality for a bit as the pleasure builds inside you. Now Ariel’s right hand is fondling a breast, pinching her nipple and squeezing as she nears orgasm again.

You’re getting close as well. You observe as much to the girl. She looks up at you. “Come in my mouth,” she suggests, and for a moment you swear she has your power, because you do.

Ariel glides into your classroom a couple of weeks later. You’ve just finished ushering the last stragglers of your last class out of the door. You cannot understand why students who whine about being in school all day choose to linger once the bell rings. It is not your charm and wit, as the two girls utterly ignore you as you walk to your desk and try not to collapse into your seat. You pretend to shuffle some papers together, but you surreptitiously watch Ariel out of the corner of your eye. The girl has been getting impatient to start with your plan, but you have been putting her off for two reasons. First, this is a decision you do not want to rush. It is very important to choose one’s harem carefully. Secondly, you’ve been enjoying the sensation of a woman warming your bed again, and you wanted to adjust before you add complications.

Besides, the anticipation has been making Ariel horny as hell.

She seats herself on the edge of your desk, crossing her legs. As with most girls in the school, her uniform skirt has been rolled up a bit to show a little extra leg. The white Adidas shoes that all the girls are wearing are topped with two different color anklet socks. She has very dainty ankles, you find yourself musing absently.

She waits patiently, letting you pretend to get work done. Finally, you look up into her soft brown eyes. “Well, gorgeous, are you ready?”

Her eyes widen, and you notice her pupils dilate with excitement. “Finally! Who did you decide on?”