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Parent-Teacher Conferences

By: GeorgeTasker



"You said what!?" shrieked Jennifer Gibson in horror.

Jennifer's stepson Lionel swallowed and looked down at his feet. The eighteen year old high school senior mumbled as he replied. "I told Mr Button that he could touch your boobs."

Jennifer blinked in disbelief. "Why on earth would you tell him that?"

Lionel grimaced, she looked horrified. "He caught me looking at some stuff on one of the computers at school," the teenager still wasn't meeting his stepmothers enraged gaze.

"What stuff?" Jennifer snapped, she was still trying to grasp what was going on.

Lionel stammered a little, his cheeks bright red. "Porn."

Jennifer was lost for words. "Your father is going to kill you." Jennifer had married Trevor, Lionel's father about three years ago, and in the process had inherited a fully grown stepson, despite being only twenty-six years old herself. Trevor spent a lot of time travelling away on work business, and in those past few years it had pretty much fallen on Jennifer to raise Lionel herself. It had been quite a culture shock for the previously social young woman.

"Do we have to tell him?" asked Lionel hopefully. The eighteen year old was a little geeky and awkward, and seemed to be genuinely ashamed on himself for getting in trouble in school, it was definitely a rare occurrence.

Jennifer frowned, feeling a little sorry for her stepson, he was usually a pretty good young man, this was rather out of character for him.

"Wait, how did my breasts become involved in this anyway?" she demanded, remembering how the whole conversation had begun with Lionel asking her if she'd go to school and let his teacher Mr Button touch her tits.

Lionel's blush deepened. "I'm really sorry Jennifer," said Lionel. Because of the small age gap between them, Jennifer had always insisted that Lionel call her by her first name rather than calling her Mom or anything like that. Plus, when she'd first married Trevor she'd only been twenty-three and couldn't think of herself as someone's mother.

"It was Mr Button's idea," added Lionel, chewing on his lower lip.

"That old pervert!" snapped Jennifer angrily. She remembered going to a parent-teacher conference about two months ago and meeting Mr Button. The bald headed old maths teacher had talked to her breasts the whole time, the creep. "I'm going to go down there and give him a piece of my mind!"

"No!" protested Lionel in panic. "You can't! Mr Button said that I'd get expelled, and then I wouldn't get into college."

Jennifer's heart sank. Lionel was a great student and had been getting fantastic grades this year. He'd had his heart set on heading to Stanford University like his father Trevor, and he certainly had good enough grades to do it. Trevor in particular would be devastated in Lionel didn't make it to Stanford.

"Surely you won't get expelled?" said Jennifer hopefully. "I mean, you've got a good record, you get good grades. You must get another chance?"

Lionel shook his head glumly. "It's in the school rules...I'm really sorry Jennifer."

Jennifer sighed. "What exactly did Mr Button say to you?"

"Well, at first when he caught me he said I was out the door," explained Lionel. The poor teenager looked as though he was about to cry at any moment as he told his shameful tale. "But then he said that if I was to get you come to school and you'd let him..." Lionel swallowed, hesitating for a moment. "If you'd let him... touch your boobs..."

"He'd let you off," finished Jennifer. Lionel nodded, staring down at his feet in embarrassment.

Jennifer shook her head. She was a very attractive young woman and was somewhat used to the often unwanted attention of men. In particular, the twenty-six year old had a rather expansive and impressive bosom that attracted the majority of that unwanted attention.

When Jennifer had met Lionel's teacher, she'd recognized straight away that the old bastard was a pervert, but she'd assumed he was harmless enough. Apparently not.

"And you said yes?" asked Jennifer angrily. Even though she understood that Lionel was in a tough spot, she still couldn't believe he was so readily whoring her out like that.

Lionel winced. "Sorry Jennifer."

"I can't believe you'd even think I'd do that!"

"He just wants to touch them," protested Lionel. "It's not like it's a big deal or anything, or he wants to have sex with you."

Jennifer glared angrily at her stepson. Was he really suggesting that she let his lecherous teacher feel her up? But then again, he was right, it didn't really cost her anything to let the old guy cop a feel, apart from a little embarrassment. And it was Lionel's whole future that was on the line.

Jennifer gave a frustrated groan. "I can't believe you're putting me in this situation Lionel."

"I know. And I'm sorry." Lionel did feel genuinely sorry. "I'll do whatever I can to make it up to you."

Jennifer slumped back in her seat. What was she going to do?

***

"You realise this is blackmail Mr Button?" Jennifer snapped curtly at her stepson's maths teacher. After much to-ing and fro-ing, Jennifer had eventually decided to go down to the high school and meet with Mr Button. She had been careful not to come alone, bringing Lionel along in the hope that it would make Mr Button less likely to try anything.

The bald teacher frowned at Jennifer's accusation. "Now look here Miss Gisbon..."

"Mrs Gibson," Jennifer quickly reminded the old teacher.

Mr Button smiled disquietingly. "Mrs Gibson," he corrected. "You son Lionel is in a lot of trouble here. I'm just trying to find a solution that won't ruin the boy's entire future. That would be a shame."

Jennifer glared angrily at Mr Button. The old mathematics teacher looked like he was in his mid-late sixties. He was bald with bushy white tufts of hair around the sides and back of his head and a bushy white moustache. He was red faced as if he'd been on a long run or was sunburnt, and was considerably overweight. Mr Button's fat stomach overflowed his waistline and the buttons on the front of his shirt looked like they were straining to hold his belly inside. The sickly smile he was flashing back at Jennifer made her stomach turn.

"I fail to see how coercing me into playing your lewd little game is a solution!" Jennifer was even angrier with the bastard now that she was talking to him in person, than she had been when Lionel had first told her the teacher's proposal. The gall of the man to think that he could get away with this!

Mr Button rocked back in his chair, lacing his fingers together and resting them on his substantial gut. His gaze thoughtfully wondered over Jennifer.

The gorgeous twenty-six year old was dressed in a smart charcoal business skirt that came down to just above her knee. Her legs were crossed in front of her and the hemline had ridden up a short way to display some of her long, slender legs. Jennifer had foregone stockings that day so her legs were bare. The curvaceous blonde had well-tanned, flawless skin so she could easily get away without them. She also had on a pair of black high heeled shoes, and was wearing a tight fitting black t-shirt that clung to the magnificent globes of her huge breasts.

It was those oversized knockers that they were currently debating. Ever since Maxwell Button had first laid eyes on those things, when Jennifer Gibson had come in to the school for a parent-teacher conference, he'd wanted to get his hands on them. Now he had that opportunity, and he didn't plan on missing it.

"What Lionel did was very wrong," explained Mr Button, frowning at the young man sitting beside his voluptuous stepmother. "And I could get into a lot of trouble for just ignoring the problem. But...I'm not an ogre. I don't want to see this poor boy's future education destroyed over one little...mistake."

"Can't you just give him a warning or something?" Jennifer looked at the overweight maths teacher pleadingly.

Mr Button gave her a patronizing smile. "Out of the question... unless you're prepared to be nice to me." Mr Button turned to Lionel. "Now Lionel, we made a deal did we not?"

Lionel blushed as the attention was turned on him for the first time since he and his stepmother had arrived at Mr Button's classroom. "Um...yeah."

Mr Button nodded and smiled in satisfaction. He turned and looked expectantly at Jennifer.

Jennifer's eyes narrowed as she glared at the horny teacher. She wondered if she could call his bluff.

Mr Button unlaced his fingers and held his hands up in an effort to look unthreatening. "I'm not asking for a lot here Mrs Gibson."

There was a moment's silence as the two of them stared each other down like a game of chicken. Lionel sat uncomfortably in his chair at Jennifer's side, wondering who would break first.

It was Jennifer. "One minute. And my shirt stays on."

Mr Button shook his head. "Ten minutes, and you're topless."

Jennifer balked at the thought of the old creep's hands on her exposed flesh. "No way in hell!"

Mr Button's gaze was on her chest yet again. "Are you wearing a bra?"

Jennifer scowled.

"Five minutes, and you can keep your bra on."

Jennifer paused, considering the asshole's terms. "Okay then, done," she might as well get this over and done with.

Mr Button glanced over at Lionel. "You can wait outside boy."

"No!" said Jennifer quickly. She didn't trust Mr Button one little bit, and didn't want to be alone with the old pervert. Besides, it was Lionel's fault she was having to do this, at the very least he should see the consequences of his actions.

"Fine," Mr Button gave a shrug. "He can time us."

Jennifer nodded in agreement.

"Bring your chair closer so I can reach you," instructed Mr Button. "Or come and sit on my lap if you want." He grinned, his teeth were slightly yellow and discoloured and Jennifer was suddenly relieved he wasn't asking her to kiss him.

The busty blonde pulled her chair up in front of where Mr Button was sitting, her knees almost touching his.

"Take your top off," instructed Mr Button, to Jennifer's disgust he rubbed his crotch through his suit pants, clearly aroused at the prospect of groping the buxom stepmother of his student.

Jennifer grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt. She glanced over at Lionel who was sitting awkwardly beside her, like he'd rather be any other place than here. She knew exactly how he felt. "Start the timer as soon as he touches me."

Lionel swallowed and nodded.

With a deep breath, Jennifer yanked her shirt up over her head. Beneath the t-shirt the busty young woman was wearing a black satin bra that encased her big breasts, pushing them up and together into a magnificent cleavage. The way her enormous melons were stuffed into the skimpy piece of lingerie meant that more of her firm round breasts were left bare than covered.

"Holy shit!" swore Mr Button in open admiration of the sight. Even Lionel sucked in a sharp breath as Jennifer revealed her glorious bra-clad hooters. For a brief moment Jennifer regretted insisting that her stepson stay in the room.

Mr Button leant forward slightly as he stared at Jennifer's substantial rack. "Dear Lord," he pulled a hanky from his pocket and mopped a few beads of sweat from his brow.

"Well?" asked Jennifer expectantly. "Let's get this over and done with."

"Urgh!" Mr Button gave a lustful grunt of appreciation as he reached out and cupped Jennifer's ample bra-clad breasts in his pudgy hands. The beautiful young blonde gave a wince as the old teacher roughly squeezed, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh of her bosom.

"Start the timer!" snapped Jennifer as she noticed that Lionel hadn't moved, and was busy staring at his teacher's hands moving over her chest without even looking at his watch.

Lionel gave an unintelligible grunt as he hurriedly tore his gaze away from Jennifer's rack and started the timer on his watch.

Mr Button groaned as his hands moved over the lovely young woman's tits. They felt wonderful, much bigger than his hands even, and incredibly firm. He couldn't believe that she'd actually agreed to let him touch them, this was without a doubt a dream come true.

The old teacher spread his legs wide so that he could shuffle closer, the inside of his right thigh pressing up against Jennifer's knees. He shifted his hands to cup the undersides of the blonde's heavy tits, sliding his thumbs across the smooth satin material of her bra. He could feel the hard jut of her nipples pressing through the satin as he rubbed his thumbs in a small circle over the middle of her breasts.

"So fucking nice," Mr Button groaned, squeezing hard on Jennifer's tits and watching the flesh well up above her bra as he compressed the lower part of her boobs in his hands. The old teacher's hands fisted over Jennifer's huge breasts, squeezing crudely and causing her to wince in pain.

"Careful!" the blonde snapped. "I'm attached to these things!"

Mr Button only moaned in reply, but he did ease up on his breast mauling. The horny teacher's fingertips slid almost tenderly over the upper, exposed swells of Jennifer's breasts, stroking the bare skin of her cleavage and causing a shiver to run down the young blonde's spine.

Jennifer frowned in disgust as she saw a dribble of saliva trickle from the corner of the old teacher's mouth as he stroked her ample melons. This was humiliating.

"They're so nice and big and soft," moaned Mr Button, spreading his fingers wide as he tried, unsuccessfully, to cover the entire expanse of Jennifer's breasts with his hands.

Jennifer glanced sideways and saw Lionel watching wide eyed from the seat beside her. As his teacher's hands squeezed and groped Jennifer's boobs, Lionel didn't even blink, his eyes locked onto her cleavage.

"How much longer?" asked Jennifer, snapping Lionel's attention back to his watch.

"Two minutes to go," replied Lionel, licking his lips and returning his gaze to Mr Button's fondling fingers.

"I can't believe I'm actually squeezing your titties!" murmured Mr Button, still drooling as his hands worked at Jennifer's chest.

The teacher's fingers found Jennifer's nipples, pinching the hard buds through the thin satin of her bra and giving them a twist.

Jennifer grimaced as the old man continued groping her immense boobs. He wasn't even looking up at her face; he looked almost hypnotised as he watched his own hands squeezing her big jugs and pinching her nipples through her bra. It seemed to Jennifer he would have been just as happy if she hadn't been in the room, he was only interested in her tits it seemed.

"Such nice tits," moaned Mr Button. He pressed his hands against the outsides of her heavy melons and squeezed her cleavage up and together. "I'd love to shove my hard cock between these puppies and fuck the shit out of your tits."

Jennifer blinked at the old teacher's harsh language, but they were almost done and then she could get the hell out of that classroom and never see this old prick again.

"You owe me big time for this," Jennifer muttered at Lionel.

The eighteen year old nodded quickly in agreement to his stepmother, his gaze flicking back to her bra-clad jubblies.

Mr Button cupped the lower part of Jennifer's tits and gave them a shake, watching with almost child-like relish as her boobs jiggled and shook across her chest.

"One minute left," called out Lionel.

"Uh!" Mr Button gave a groan and let go of her tits for a moment with his right hand and briefly rubbed and squeezed at his bulging crotch. "This is so good!" The old man's hands were immediately locked back onto Jennifer's chest, squeezing, fondling and groping to his heart's content.

By the time Lionel finally called the five minutes up, Jennifer was feeling thoroughly groped and violated, and her breasts were feeling rather sore. The busty blonde grabbed her t-shirt and immediately pulled it back on over her head.

Mr Button sat back in his chair and started to rub himself through his suit pants. He'd clearly enjoyed groping the much younger woman.

"Well I hope you had fun you pervert," snapped Jennifer, standing up and crossed her arms across her expansive chest.

"Oh, I have indeed Mrs Gibson," Mr Button leered up at her, still squeezing the bulge between his podgy thighs obscenely.

"Come on Lionel, we're leaving!" she snapped with a huff. Turning and hurrying out of the classroom. She was pretty sure that Mr Button was staring at her ass as she disappeared, so she tried to keep any sexy swaying to a minimum.

***

That was the last time Jennifer saw Maxwell Button...for the rest of that week.

On Monday, Jennifer was at work. The pretty twenty-six year old worked as the apparel manager in a large department store in the centre of the city. Jennifer was in charge of both the womens and menswear departments and had a number of retail assistants reporting to her.

The busty blonde was busy refolding some stock in the sales bin in the menswear section when she felt a hand on her ass. Jennifer immediately stiffened, resisting the urge to scream out as she didn't want to make a scene at work. She felt the hand squeeze as she spun around, intending to slap her groper.

To Jennifer's shock she turned to see none other than Mr Button, her stepson's mathematics teacher, smirking at her. Any thought of retaliation for the grope vanished as a chill went down her spine.

"Hello Miss Gibson," leered Mr Button. "Fancy meeting you here."

Jennifer's eyes were wild with anger. "What the hell are you doing here!?" she hissed. "And it's MRS Gibson."

Mr Button grinned, savouring her fury. "Lionel told me you worked here. I need some help finding some new pants."

Jennifer scowled, she was going to have to have some strong words with her stepson. "I'll find someone to assist you," she glanced around looking for one of her staff, preferable a male, but there was no one in immediate sight.

"No," insisted Mr Button. "You'll help me."

Jennifer frowned, hesitating a moment. Was he threatening her? "Very well," she replied stiffly. "Come this way."

Jennifer led the old man over to the pants and suits area of the store. "What sort of colour and style are you looking for?"

"Something cheap," replied the old teacher with a gruff chuckle.

Jennifer rolled her eyes as she directed Mr Button to some of their lower priced stock. "What about these?" she asked, gesturing towards some black suit pants.

Mr Button nodded. "They'll do."

Jennifer bent over to pick up one of the larger sized trousers from the bottom shelf. There was a loud smack as Mr Button's hand shot out and slapped Jennifer's firm round posterior.

The gorgeous blonde gasped and immediately straightened. "Cut it out!" she snapped in irritation. "I gave you what you wanted last week, so back off."

Mr Button smirked as he took the pants from her. "Where can I try them on?"

Jennifer sighed in annoyance and led him over to the men's changing rooms.

The fat old man stepped into the changing booth and then turned back to face Jennifer. "Can I get some help in here please?"

Jennifer paled. "What?"

"Come in here with me and help me," replied Mr Button, more firmly this time.

Jennifer looked at him in disgust. "No!"

Mr Button's eyes narrowed. "You'll get your sweet little ass in here right now!"

Jennifer felt her own anger returning. "Now look here you old pervert! You've had your fun with me last week, so just get the fuck out of my life!" Jennifer was livid, but kept her voice low as she didn't want to attract any attention.

Mr Button gave her a cloying smile. "No, that's not going to happen. You're going to come in here, close the door and give me a hand."

Jennifer scowled. "That's it! I'm calling security."

The old teacher sighed. "Fine. It's a real shame though..."

"What?" snapped Jennifer, hesitating a moment.


Parent-Teacher Conferences



"Well, I'm sure that Lionel would have done brilliantly at Stanford. He's a good student. It's such a shame to waste all that potential over a few little pictures of some big titties."

Jennifer could have punched the old fart in the face right then. She clenched her jaw angrily instead. "If I come in there, then this is the last time. It has to end."

Mr Button beamed. "Of course."

Jennifer grimaced in distaste and stepped into the small changing cubicle with the overweight teacher, pulling the door shut behind her. In the small space she had to stand directly in front of Mr Button, his protruding belly less than half a foot away from her.

"You're such an asshole," muttered Jennifer as she immediately started unbuttoning the front of her blouse without needing to be asked.

The busty blonde pulled her top open, revealing her impressive set of tits, encased in a lacy white push up bra that did mind-boggling things with her cleavage.

"Oh my God," murmured Mr Button in absolute awe. He reached up and cupped Jennifer's big breasts in his podgy hands, giving them an exploratory squeeze. "They're even better than I remember."

Jennifer turned her head away from the teacher's bright red face, looking at the wall of the changing cubicle instead of his face as he fondled her extraordinary knockers through her bra.

"I believe you were going to help me with my pants?" said the teacher, glancing down meaningfully towards his crotch. His hands were still covering Jennifer's big breasts.

A look of shock and revulsion flashed across Jennifer's pretty face as she turned back to the old man. "What the hell are you suggesting?"

Mr Button smiled. "Undo my pants," he ordered calmly.

Jennifer swallowed, looking down towards her stepson's teacher's crotch. In actual fact his stomach was jutting out too far for her to see his crotch.

"Do it!" snapped Mr Button, using his most authoritative teacher tone of voice.

Jennifer's hands were shaking as she reached out and unbuttoned the front of his trousers. She could do this. She'd help him try on his new pants and he'd get his kicks and then leave her alone at last. Lionel would be okay and would get to go to college, and Trevor would never find out about any of it.

The pretty blonde store manager unzipped Mr Button's fly and his pants fell down around his ankles. Jennifer couldn't see a lot over the teacher's oversized gut, but it looked like he was wearing a pair of ancient stained y-fronts.

Mr Button's groping hands continued to roam over Jennifer's expansive bosom. "Reach in the front and take it out," he instructed.

Jennifer looked up at his face in disgust. "What?" she whispered, her voice almost leaving her.

"Take my cock out," growled the old teacher.

"No... I thought you just wanted to try on those pants."

Mr Button rolled his eyes. "You're such a stupid young woman," he gave her big tits an extra hard squeeze causing Jennifer to gasp in pain. "Put your hand in the front of my fucking underwear and pull out my cock!"

Jennifer shook her head in refusal. "This is so gross!"

"Do it!"

Jennifer gingerly reached out underneath his bulging belly and touched his crotch, fumbling for the gap in the front of his y-fronts. She grimaced as she felt his penis was erect, jutting against the front of his underwear.

"Oh God," whispered Jennifer as she slipped her soft hand into the front of Mr Button's underwear. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

Mr Button gave a moan as Jennifer's cool hand closed around his rigid erection and pulled it out through the front of his underwear.

The old teacher's cock was about average length but quite thick. And it was hard, very hard. Jennifer immediately let go once she'd got his penis out, resisting the urge to flee from the changing room.

"I didn't say you could let go," grumbled the fat old man, again giving Jennifer's hefty boobs a hard, painful squeeze.

Jennifer yelped and reached out, once again grabbing hold of Mr Button's penis in her soft hand. She looked slightly nauseated as she felt his cock twitch in her grip.

"I think you know what I want," barked Mr Button. He reached down, his large, meaty hand closing over Jennifer's much smaller one. Jennifer gave a small whimper as he forced her hand to slid back and forth on his hard shaft. After a few strokes he let go and the humiliated blonde continued to slowly stroke the controlling teacher's hard prick.

"That's good," breathed Mr Button as Jennifer stroked his erection in her soft hand. The teacher's hands shifted back to her outthrust rack, resuming his enthusiastic boob groping.

The old man gave a moan of pleasure as Jennifer sped up her stroking, her hand rapidly sliding up and down on his cock, starting to give him a handjob in earnest. 

Mr Button's hands shifted up from her breasts, reaching for the shoulder straps of her lacy brassiere.

"W-what are you doing?" demanded Jennifer, her hand pausing it's stroking but not letting go of his thick cock.

"Do you want to get this over and done with before anyone stumbles in on us?" asked Mr Button with a knowing smirk. "This'll make it all go faster."

Jennifer nodded mutely and started to jerk him off once again.

The teacher gave a vulgar grin as he pushed the straps of her bra off her shoulders. He shifted his hands to the lacy cups and tugged them down, exposing Jennifer's impeccable bare breasts for the first time.

"Fucking hell!" breathed Mr Button in appreciation. Jennifer's tits were absolutely perfect. The vast, round melons were smooth and lightly tanned like the rest of her flawless skin. They barely sagged at all, despite their immense size, seeming to defy gravity, and they were topped with small dark nipples that jutted out, slightly erect in the cool air of the store.

"Such nice big titties," moaned Mr Button as his hands closed over the soft, warm globes. The old teacher gave a groan as he squeezed Jennifer's full melons, his fingers sinking deep into the firm flesh and causing Jennifer to wince.

The curvy blonde maintained her manual attentions of Mr Button's stiff cock, her hand a blur over the hard shaft as he fondled her bare breasts.

"So big," whispered Mr Button as he squeezed Jennifer's vast boobs. His hips were rocking back and forth as he pushed his cock forward into the young store manager's pumping fist.

Mr Button pinched and twisted Jennifer's hard nipples, tweaking them between his thumb and fingers.

"Oh God!" groaned the old pervert as Jennifer's hand furiously jerked him off. "I'm gonna cum soon."

Jennifer appeared a little relieved at this and increased the pace of her frantic stroking, her other hand reaching up to toy with his hairy old testicles.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he repeated, tugging on Jennifer's nipples. "You'd better get your mouth down there quick or I'll make a big mess."

"What?" gasped Jennifer in surprise.

"You don't want me to squirt all over your skirt, or all over the changing room do you?"

Jennifer's eyes showed her panic. She stopped moving her hand on the old teacher's cock.

Mr Button wasn't to be denied. He pushed away Jennifer's hand and grabbed hold of his own erection, pumping it in his podgy fist.

"Kneel down if you don't want a mess."

Jennifer didn't have time to think of an alternative. The flustered beauty dropped to her knees at Mr Button's feet. Before she could blink the depraved old bugger thrust his hard cock into her mouth.

Jennifer's eyes went wide as his thick shaft stretched her lips wide and slid across her tongue and deep into her mouth.

"Oh fuck!" Mr Button gave a short grunt of pleasure at the feel of his cock in her warm mouth and then he immediately started spurting. His stubby prick lurched on Jennifer's tongue and thick ropes of his foul cum flooded her stunned mouth.

Jennifer's face filled with alarm as she hurriedly swallowed down his spurting seed, almost gagging on his filthy jism. 

"Ahhh yes!" groaned the old teacher in bliss. He grabbed the top of Jennifer's head and held her face in against his groin, his cock still pumping his copious load down her throat.

The old man's hips twitched as he emptied himself into the reluctant mouth of the gorgeous blonde at his feet.

Jennifer finally came off his cock coughing for air and Mr Button leant back against the wall of the changing room, his spent penis dangling between them, the tip sticky with the last drops of his climax.

"You're a fucking asshole," she snapped angrily as she wiped her mouth with the back of one hand, an expression of great disgust on her face.

She got to her feet to get away from the sight of the old bastard's wilting prick and then stuffed her copious breasts back into the lace cups of her brassiere.

"This is over for real this time!" she insisted as she hurriedly buttoned up her blouse.

Mr Button nodded wearily. "That hit the spot. Now are you going to help me try on this new pair of pants or what?"

Jennifer muttered something angrily in disgust and hurried out of the changing room, leaving her stepson's half dressed teacher by himself.

***

A week later...

"You said what!?" shrieked Jennifer Gibson in horror. It was deja vu.

Lionel swallowed and looked down at his feet. "I said you'd go on a date with Mr Button."

Jennifer was bewildered. "Why on earth would you do that?"

"He made me," whined Lionel. "Mr Button said if I didn't get you to go out with him that he'd get me expelled. I thought it was all over when you let him touch your boobs, but he said he wanted just this one more thing."

Jennifer sighed. She assumed that Lionel had no idea about her run in with Mr Button at work last week. The horny old teacher had taken his blackmail to a whole new level and a quick titty grope was the least of her worries.

"Where does he want to go?" she asked, shaking her head. She had to think of a way to stop this or the situation would keep escalating and she'd probably end up having to fuck the fat, old son of a bitch.

"He said the movies," replied Lionel. At least her stepson had the decency to look ashamed of the situation he got her into. "He's making me buy the tickets, he said he wanted seats in the back row... and popcorn."

"Bastard," Jennifer swore. "Well, I'm not going there alone with him."

"Please," begged Lionel. "You have to go."

"I'll go," Jennifer assured her stepson. "But you're coming too." Hopefully that might stop or at least delay the worst of Mr Button's lecherous advances.

***

"You hold the popcorn boy, I need to get my hands on some other goodies," announced Maxwell Button as he reached past Jennifer and shoved the large tub of popcorn into Lionel's hands.

Jennifer grimaced as Mr Button then grabbed her big boobs, squeezing one in each hand through the white t-shirt she was wearing. 

"Careful, someone might see," the busty blonde grimaced as the old man ardently mauled at her tits.

"Keep quiet and no one will look," snapped back Mr Button. To his credit he'd picked an unpopular documentary and the theatre was almost empty. At least Jennifer was saved the indignity of being seen in public with the disgusting old prick.

Jennifer bit her lip and endured the overweight teacher's groping in silence. Mr Button gave a small moan as he massaged the shapely blonde's expansive bosom through her t-shirt.

"These puppies are amazing," breathed Mr Button, giving the well-rounded orbs a firm squeeze. He looked past her to Lionel. "You should have a feel boy."

Lionel gave his teacher a startled look. "W-what?"

"No!" snapped Jennifer quickly.

"Go on," urged Mr Button. "They're marvellous. She's your stepmother right? Not your real mom?"

Lionel nodded. The eighteen year old was clearly worried, although his gaze dropped to Mr Button's hands roaming over his stepmother's ample rack.

"Stop it Mr Button," warned Jennifer, this was not why she'd insisted that Lionel came with her to the so-called 'date'.

Lionel's teacher chuckled. "It'll be an educational experience for him. Have you ever touched a pair of tits before?"

Lionel shook his head, squirming a little in his seat.

"Well, trust me boy, these babies are exceptional." Mr Button gave Jennifer's sizeable bosom one last pat and then dropped his hands away from her bust to make room for Lionel.

Jennifer rolled her eyes in disgust. "I doubt you've touched very many yourself, you old bastard."

Mr Button bristled a little at that. "Lionel!" he snapped. "If you don't touch your stepmother's tits right now I'll have you expelled."

Lionel's eyes went wide in distress. He looked anxiously towards Jennifer.

Jennifer looked furious. "Fine. Do it."

Lionel licked his lips and reached up towards his stepmother's expansive chest with one trembling hand.

"You're an asshole Mr Button," she hissed at the old teacher as her stepson started to grope her.

Lionel gave a small moan as his hand touched Jennifer's ample right breast. The eighteen year old's hand looked small against the backdrop of Jennifer's vast boob, and recently Jennifer had been used to seeing Mr Button's podgy fingers helping themselves to her watermelons.

"Squeeze them," urged Mr Button. "Have a good feel."

Lionel's fingers sunk into the firm globe of Jennifer's right breast as he gave her big tit a squeeze. Jennifer closed her eyes as Lionel almost tenderly groped her right breast and then shifted his hand over to her left for a comparing squeeze and feel.

"That's enough," snapped Jennifer after enduring Lionel's touch for a few moments longer. Her stepson immediately pulled his hand away.

"How'd they feel?" asked Mr Button, putting his arm familiarly around Jennifer's shoulder as and pulled her a little closer, as if she was his girlfriend or something.

Lionel's eyes were wide, like a deer caught in the headlights. "Good."

Mr Button chuckled. "Trust me, they're more than just good. Did it get your cock hard?"

Lionel fidgeted in his seat in embarrassment.

"Feel his cock Miss Gibson, see if he's hard," urged Mr Button, leering at her.

Jennifer paled. "That's taking it too far Mr Button."

The old teacher chuckled. "I'm not asking you to give him a handjob. Just reach down there and tell me if he's hard or not."

Jennifer's nostrils flared slightly, but she did as instructed, gingerly dipping her hand between Lionel's thighs to touch his crotch. Jennifer sucked in a sharp breath as she felt the shaft of his erection straining against his jeans and filling her palm.

"Well?" demanded Mr Button impatiently. "Does he have a stiffy?"

Jennifer shook her head. "No." she whispered.

Mr Button chuckled. "Liar," he whispered into her ear.

To both Jennifer and Lionel's relief, Mr Button turned his attention back to Jennifer, dropping his fleshy hand down onto her knee, squeezing her firm thigh through her jeans.

"You should've worn a skirt," he complained, running his palm up her thigh.

Jennifer ignored his complaint. She figured that if she was wearing a skirt his hand would probably be stuffed up it by now.

Mr Button leant in close and kissed Jennifer on her cheek, sending a shiver down her spine. The voluptuous blonde stiffened as her fat 'date' nuzzled her ear and then kissed her neck. She could feel his coarse white moustache tickling her.

"Mmm," Mr Button gave a small contented mumble as his tongue came out, licking Jennifer's earlobe and causing her skin to crawl. She could smell his nasty breath waft across her face as he licked her cheek.

"What are you doing?" she hissed at him.

Mr Button ignored her and reached up, touching her cheek and turning her head to face him. Jennifer gave a look of distress as the red faced old man leant in for a kiss.

The busty blonde tried to lean away but was too slow. Mr Button planted his mouth over hers, letting out a throaty moan as he pushed his repulsive tongue in. Jennifer moaned in distress as the old man pushed his mouth harder against hers and his slimy tongue wormed around inside her mouth.

For almost two minutes they made out, Jennifer writhed in her seat, resisting the urge to push him away as the old man slobbered into her mouth. One of his hands was quickly back up to her chest, squeezing and groping her big tits as he assaulted her soft mouth with his.

When they finally broke off their 'passionate' kiss they were both breathless.

"You certainly know how to show a guy a good time on a date," remarked Mr Button with a lewd wink.

Jennifer shook her head in amazement; she wasn't sure how to respond.

The hoary old teacher shuffled in his seat, spreading his flabby thighs wider. "How about you get that sweet mouth of yours down into my lap?"

Jennifer immediately felt sick.

"Oh come on now," said Mr Button, smiling lewdly. "It wouldn't be the first time my cock went in your pretty little mouth, now would it?"

Jennifer glanced sharply back at Lionel, but he didn't show any particular reaction to Mr Button's disclosure. The buxom beauty took a deep breath to steel herself and then leant over Mr Button's lap, reaching into his crotch and unfastening the front of his pants.

As Jennifer reached inside and tugged out Mr Button's erect penis she glanced up at Lionel. Her stepson was watching her with wide eyed amazement.

"Watch the movie Lionel," she instructed. The last thing she wanted was for her stepson to see her sucking off his teacher. But she probably should have thought about that before she'd insisted he came along with her.

She stroked Mr Button's stiff cock in her hand as she watched to make sure that Lionel turned his attention back to the screen. When she was satisfied he wasn't looking, her slid her mouth down over the head of Mr Button's stout prick.

"Oh fuck yes!" groaned Mr Button as Jennifer's warm mouth slid down his hard cock. The busty babe's lips slid most of the way down his shaft, the head of his dick nudging right into the back of her mouth.

The overweight teacher slumped back in his seat, dropping a hand onto the top of Jennifer's head as she started to bob over his lap, the tight seal of her lips sliding rapidly up and down on his erection and her tongue working dexterously at the shaft of his prick. He was in absolute heaven.

Jennifer moaned around the mouthful of dick, her cheeks hollowing as she worked Mr Button's cock with all her oral abilities. She was determined to once again get their encounter over and done with as quickly as possible.

As Jennifer sucked forcefully on Mr Button's erection, she slid one hand up along his inner thigh and used her fingertips to gently stroke and tease his hairy balls, adding to his stimulation.

The hand on the top of Jennifer's head pushed down, urging her to take his cock deeper into her hotly sucking mouth. Jennifer moaned again, her lips stretched wide around the base of his shaft as the teacher forced her face right down into his lap.

Mr Button reached over and slapped Jennifer's denim clad posterior with his free hand. The smacking noise made Lionel turn his attention briefly back to his stepmother and teacher, the teenager's eyes going wide at the sight of the sexy blonde giving vigorous head to the ugly older man.

"You like her ass?" asked Mr Button. "Give it a squeeze too."

This time Lionel didn't seek Jennifer's permission, not that she was in any position to give it. He reached down from behind her and cupped her right buttock in his palm, giving it a firm squeeze through her jeans.

"Nice eh?" remarked Mr Button, his hand still on the top of Jennifer's bobbing head, urging her to move faster up and down on his hard prick. "Slip you hand down the back of her jeans and feel the real thing boy."

Jennifer moaned in protest, but Mr Button kept her head pushed down hard into his lap, his hard cock stuffing her mouth. She moaned a second time as she felt Lionel move his hand down inside her jeans and slide over the smooth expanse of her round buttock. She was wearing a pink thong so there was nothing between his palm and the warm skin of her ass-cheek. 




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Jennifer felt Lionel's hand pull back out from the back of her jeans and then Mr Button's hands on the top of her head urging her mouth to pump faster over his cock.

The blonde babe gagged a little as the teacher shoved his cock right into her throat, but she managed to keep sucking as Mr Button pushed harder on the top of her head.

Suddenly Mr Button gave a groan and his cock convulsed against Jennifer's tongue, spurting uncontrollably into her sucking mouth.

The old teacher rocked back in his seat and tightly gripped the top of Jennifer's head by a handful of her blonde locks, holding her head in place as he emptied his abundant load down her throat.

Jennifer swallowed desperately, drinking down every drop of his seed to avoid choking on it.

Only when he was completely spent did Mr Button let go of Jennifer's head and she could sit back up again.

Jennifer reached over and grabbed a handful of popcorn from the tub in Lionel's lap, eager to get rid of the taste of Mr Button's awful spunk from her mouth. The eighteen year old didn't turn his attention away from the movie screen, doing his best to pretend he hadn't seen what his teacher had made her do.

***

"We need to talk," announced Jennifer as she and Lionel arrived back from her 'date' with Mr Button.

Lionel looked like he was going to be sick. "I know, I'm so sorry I groped you."

Jennifer shook her head. "No, not that, don't worry about it. We need to talk about Mr Button. This can't continue."

"Oh..." murmured Lionel, he paused for a moment. "You really don't mind that I felt you up?"

Jennifer rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Lionel, I know it wasn't your fault. We both did things tonight that we didn't want to do."

Lionel swallowed and nodded glumly.

Jennifer noticed uncomfortably that Lionel was looking at her chest. She crossed her arms in a feeble attempt to cover her substantial bosom.

"We need to stop him. I'm not prepared to keep on letting him... get his kicks... from using me."

Lionel nodded. "I know. But what can we do? He'll expel me if you don't let him touch you."

Jennifer frowned. "He did more than just touching tonight."

"I know."

***

"Well, do I look tempting enough?" asked Jennifer, twirling around to give her eighteen year old stepson a good look at her outfit.

Lionel's jaw hit the floor at the sight of Jennifer. The shapely twenty-six year old was wearing the tiniest black skirt that Lionel had ever seen. It was little more than a belt, barely covering her ass, and as she spun around Lionel got a glimpse of the crease of her round buttock at the top of her thighs. The skimpy miniskirt left the beautiful blonde's impossibly long and slender legs on display, and she was wearing impractically high black heeled shoes that accentuated her magnificent pins.

The top part of Jennifer's incredibly sexy outfit was a small, blue denim waistcoat that left her tanned, flat stomach bare and scarcely buttoned up over her astonishing cleavage. Lionel could see more than a hint of the lacy white push-up bra that Jennifer was wearing beneath the waistcoat and her substantial tits looked as magnificent as ever.

Lionel didn't think she could have looked sexier if she'd been naked. She was a glorious vision of pure lust.

Jennifer beamed, apparently pleased by her stepson's stunned reaction. "Let's go. We've got work to do."

***

"Lionel? Miss Gibson?" remarked Maxwell Button in surprise as the pair walked into his classroom just as he was shutting up for the day. The old teacher's eyes went wide as he saw how Jennifer was dressed.

"Mrs Gibson," corrected Jennifer, approaching the overweight, bald, old man. The heels of her shoes were so high that she could only manage to totter along sexily at a slow pace, accentuating the suggestive sway of her shapely hips.

Mr Button frowned, his gaze roving slowly over the sexy blonde's incredibly long legs and expansive cleavage. "Er... what can I do for you?"

"Lionel told me that you wanted to see me," replied Jennifer, leaning on the edge of Mr Button's desk, jutting one hip out invitingly to highlight the enchanting curves of her hourglass figure.

Mr Button glanced over at Lionel in surprise. "I did?...oh, of course, that's right." He was apparently not about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

The hoary old teacher leant forwards, running his palm up along the outside of Jennifer's bare thigh, sliding his hand over her smooth, soft skin from just above her knee, right up to the top of her thigh. Jennifer even smiled down at him as his chubby hand disappeared up the side of her short, black skirt and roved over her bare hip beneath her skirt.

"I think you're going to do brilliantly at Stanford, Lionel," said Mr Button as his hand reached around, sliding over the smooth expanse of Jennifer's buttock. She was only wearing a g-string beneath her ultra-short skirt, as the old teacher's palm glided across the bare skin of her ass cheek he gave a small murmur of appreciation.

Mr Button licked his upper lip, the tip of his tongue running along his moustache. He gave Jennifer's ass a firm squeeze beneath her skirt, admiring the firmness of her tightly toned buttock.

"Come here," murmured the overweight teacher, pulling Jennifer closer by the hand on her bum. She shuffled towards him, almost stumbling on her ridiculously high heeled shoes.

Once she was directly in front of his seat, Mr Button slid his other hand up the back her other leg, reaching up under her skirt so that he had a buttock in each hand.

"God you're fucking sexy," breathed Mr Button, his hands kneading Jennifer's firm ass cheeks. He looked up at the blonde's pretty face, he could barely see her beyond the outthrust shelf of her bosom.

"Take off her top for me Lionel," ordered Mr Button.

"What?" asked the eighteen year old in surprise.

"You heard me," snapped the teenager's teacher.

Lionel nodded and anxiously stepped up behind his stepmother. He reached around her and started to unbutton the denim waistcoat she was wearing, being careful not to touch her breasts as she undressed her.

There were only a few buttons and then he pulled it off her shoulders, revealing the lacy white bra that barely covered her gloriously big hooters.

"Lovely," breathed Mr Button, immediately letting go of Jennifer's ass and reaching up to squeeze her large rack. His chubby fingers sunk deep into the firm globes of Jennifer's bra-clad melons.

"Check out her ass boy," Mr Button instructed Lionel.

Lionel, still standing behind his stepmother, looked down at her tight round rump.

"No, take a good look," urged Mr Button, still squeezing Jennifer's big boobs with both hands. "Lift up her skirt and check it out."

Lionel swallowed and carefully took hold of the back of Jennifer's incredibly short skirt between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled the hem up, revealing the smooth sphere's of her toned buttocks, framed by her skimpy thong.

"Wow," blurted the eighteen year old, his eyes wide at the spectacular sight of Jennifer's ass.

"Touch it," commanded Mr Button. "Go on, give her ass a slap."

Lionel cautiously reached down and lightly patted Jennifer's right buttock, his breathing quickening as he touched the warm, bare skin.

"No, give it a decent whack!"

Lionel's hand came back and then he smacked his hand hard onto Jennifer's ass, causing her to jump slightly.

Mr Button's laughed at her reaction, giving her generous breasts another firm squeeze, enjoying the expression of discomfort on the attractive blonde's face.

"Take off her panties," Mr Button ordered.

"W-what?" Lionel looked a little shocked at the request.

"Don't be a prick," complained Jennifer. "Lionel can wait outside while you get your rocks off."

Mr Button wasn't listening to them. "Lionel! Take off her panties now!"

"Yes sir," Lionel bent down and reached up under Jennifer's skirt for the sides of her g-string. He gingerly tugged it down past her hips, letting the skimpy piece of lacy lingerie slide down her long legs to fall on the floor around her ankles. Jennifer stepped out of her panties and kicked them aside.

Mr Button grinned, his hands leaving Jennifer's tits at last. The horny old man slipped one hand up between Jennifer's sleek thighs, his fingertips rubbing across the slit of Jennifer's cunt and causing her to gasp loudly. It was the first time he'd touched that most intimate part of Jennifer's body.

"Oh yeah!" moaned Mr Button as he poked one finger up inside Jennifer's snatch. The beautiful blonde gasped as he crudely penetrated her.

"M-Mr Button," begged Jennifer as the ancient pervert sawed the finger in and out of her cunt. "Let Lionel leave. I don't want him here for this."

The old teacher ignore her. "Take off her bra Lionel."

Lionel nodded, his shaking hands reaching for the straps of the busty woman's bra. The eighteen year old unhooked the clips and then pushed it off her shoulders, the smooth round orbs of her tits bursting free.

"Fuck," swore Mr Button in admiration, his podgy finger slipping out of Jennifer's twat. "Have you seen these puppies in the flesh?"

Lionel shook his head.

"Sit on the desk," Mr Button instructed Jennifer as he stood up himself.

The topless blonde did as she was told, arching her back slightly so that her ample knockers jutted out invitingly from her chest.

Mr Button immediately reached up and pinched Jennifer's nipples, twisting and flicking them until they stiffened. Standing beside his teacher, Lionel watched on in wide-eyed awe.

"Have a feel," urged Mr Button.

Lionel's hands were trembling as they gently cupped Jennifer's warm, bare breasts. "Oh wow!" moaned the teenager as he gave her big tits a soft squeeze, Jennifer's hardened nipples jutting into his palms. He shifted his grip, brushing his thumbs across her nipples and squeezing the sides of her big tits.

"Lionel, stop!" Jennifer suddenly interrupted.

Lionel stopped squeezing but his hands were still on her tits so Jennifer had to reach up and push them away.

"What the hell are you doing?" growled Mr Button, not liking her sudden attempt at asserting control over the situation.

"Here's the deal you pervert," proclaimed Jennifer. "You can fuck me, I'll let you do whatever dirty things you want to do to me, but I'm not doing them in front of my stepson. Lionel leaves. He can wait in your office or something, and then you'll get more than just a little head. I'll even pretend to enjoy it."

Mr Button paused, staring at the drop dead gorgeous blonde leaning on the desk in front of him. Jennifer's enormous breasts rose and fell as she breathed heavily, her hard nipples jutted out stiffly towards him. The buxom beauty's long legs were crossed in front of her, access to that sweet pussy he'd just fingered was blocked.

The horny old man licked his lips. "You'll let me cum inside you?"

Jennifer nodded.

"Go," Mr Button whispered to Lionel, jerking his thumb over his shoulder towards his office at the back of the classroom. The old teacher's voice was slightly hoarse and his gaze didn't leave Jennifer's spectacular body.

Lionel nodded quickly and hurried out of the classroom, shutting the door behind him.

Jennifer smiled. "So how do you want me?"

Mr Button was leering wordlessly at her, seemingly amazed that she was offering herself completely to him. The old teacher took a handkerchief from his shirt pocket and wiped his sweating brow. He stuffed it back into his pocket and then reached down and unzipped the front of his trousers.

The old teacher let his pants fall to his ankles, quickly followed by his ancient-looking y-fronts, finally standing in front of Jennifer bottomless. He stepped out of the discarded clothing, still wearing socks pulled up to his knees and shoes, but his flabby thighs and hairy genitals left bare. Mr Button's thick, rigid erection poked from the grey bush of his pubes, immediately drawing Jennifer's gaze and turning her stomach.

Mr Button stepped forward, closing the gap between them. He reached up and grabbed Jennifer by the head, pulling her in towards him as his mouth opened and plunged towards hers. Jennifer winced as the old bastard's mouth pressed roughly against hers, his intruding tongue forcing it's way between her closed lips. 

The busty blonde could feel the old teacher's erection rubbing into her smooth, firm thigh as they embraced, and her bare breasts squashed hard up against his chest. Mr Button moaned into her mouth as they kissed, his big gut crushing against her. The old lech slid a hand down her back and up under her short skirt, grabbing her ass and pulling her harder against him, his throbbing erection pushing between her thighs.

They broke off breathlessly and Mr Button slumped down into his chair. "Suck me," he ordered, gesturing for Jennifer to go down on him.

Jennifer took a deep breath to steel herself and went to her knees in front of the old teacher. She reached up and softly squeezed his hard cock, glancing back over her shoulder towards the door to Mr Button's office to make sure that Lionel had gone.

"Do it!" urged the perverted teacher, his cock pulsing in Jennifer's hand.

The busty blonde gave a sigh of defeat and then dipped her head down into Mr Button's lap. Her soft lips parted as her mouth slid over the swollen head of the teacher's old cock and her tongue swirled around the end of his shaft.

"Oh fuck!" Mr Button gave a loud groan of satisfaction as Jennifer slid her mouth down his prick, taking him deep into her warm, wet mouth and sucking forcefully on his entire length. The old bastard tightly gripped the arms of his chair as the young woman bobbed her head over his lap, her mouth sliding up and down his erection.

"That's good," groaned Mr Button, stroking the side of Jennifer's face as her mouth moved over his prick. "Suck that cock baby."

Jennifer made a loud slurping noise as she sucked harder on his cock, her cheeks hollowing and her head nodding faster over his lap.

Mr Button gave a loud groan as Jennifer expertly sucked his cock.

"Stop!" he suddenly ordered, breathing heavily as Jennifer's hot mouth popped off the tip of his dick.

Mr Button grabbed the base of his erection and rubbed the tip of his cock across Jennifer's smooth cheek, leaving a shining trail of precum. 

"Damn, you're beautiful," he murmured, lightly tapping the end of his cock against her nose. "Bend over the desk," he ordered her.

As Jennifer turned around and leant over the edge of his desk, Mr Button struggled to lift his bulk up to a standing position. When he got in position behind her, Jennifer's smooth round ass was jutting invitingly out towards him, her short skirt bunched up around her hips leaving it exposed.

Mr Button reached out and ran both hands over the smooth expanse of Jennifer's buttocks, sliding his hands up to grip her firmly by her shapely hips.

"I'm going to fuck you now," he whispered, shuffling forwards and lining the trembling head of his cock up with her uncovered pussy.

Jennifer gasped as the old teacher effortlessly pushed his stubby erection forward, sliding deep into her moist snatch. The teacher gave a grunt as his cock bottomed out, his hips nudging into the soft cheeks of Jennifer's ass, the lips of her vulva tightly clutching at his hard shaft.

"Oh fuck!" groaned Mr Button, holding Jennifer in place, enjoying the sensation of being enveloped in her tight, young cunt. "I'm inside you!"

"Hurry up and fuck me!" groaned Jennifer, clearly wanting to get it over and done with.

Mr Button gave another moan as he slowly started to pump his hips and slide his hard dick back and forth into Jennifer's snug pussy. 

"Oh God!" he groaned as he started to fuck her. The smooth expanse of Jennifer's flawless bare back was stretched out across the desk in front of him. He could see the sides of her ample breasts as they were flattened onto the top of his desk. Mr Button gave a grunt as he watched his own cock pumping against into her tight pussy, seemingly disappearing into the lush globes of her ass from his viewpoint behind her.

Jennifer moaned as the old man started to increase his pace, his flabby hips slapping against her toned ass as he drove his cock harder into her tight pussy.

"Fuck, you're tight!" groaned Mr Button, shunting Jennifer forwards against the edge of the desk as he fucked her. His face was redder than ever as he slammed against the busty blonde, stabbing his erection rapidly into her obliging pussy.

The old teacher was breathing erratically as he thrust against the gorgeous younger woman, the classroom filled with the sounds of moaning, panting and slapping flesh.

"Not much longer," gasped Mr Button, his balls churning as Jennifer's pussy clutched tightly at his pistoning organ. "I'm gonna fill you up with my seed!"

The old man gave a loud bellow of pleasure as he unleashed. He clutched Jennifer's ass tightly into his hips as his cock surged up inside her, the hard shaft swelling as his hot cum spurted from the tip, shooting deep into her pussy.

Jennifer cried out as well as she felt his cum flooding her pussy, the old man's cock heaving inside her cunt as he emptied his copious load into her.

"Fuck yes!" gasped Mr Button, his face contorting as he spent himself into the magnificent young blonde.

When he was finally empty, he staggered back a step, his cock slipping from her dripping cunt. The old teacher dropped breathlessly back into his chair, once again reaching for his hanky to wipe his sweaty forehead.

"That was wonderful," he breathlessly told his student's young stepmother.

Jennifer lifted herself up from the desk, turning back towards Mr Button, covering her exposed breasts with one arm.

Mr Button nodded down towards his spent cock. It was slick with their combined juices and starting to wilt. "Lick me clean," he ordered.

Jennifer looked up at him in surprise, she'd thought her ordeal was over.

"Use your mouth to clean me," demanded the teacher.

Jennifer glanced over towards his office, the door was still closed and Lionel inside.

The beautiful blonde gave a reluctant nod and went back to her knees in front of the fat old teacher. She grimaced in distaste as she gingerly lifted his slimy cock between her thumb and forefinger and then bent down, sucking it into her mouth and using her mouth and saliva to clean off any trace of her pussy or his spent semen.

Once it was clean she sat back on her heels, looking around for her bra.

"Well done," murmured Mr Button, looking very pleased with himself. "Lionel! You can get back in here boy."

As Jennifer pulled her bra back on, slipping the heavy orbs into their lace cups and hooking the straps up behind her back, Lionel returned to the room, taking in the sight of Mr Button sitting bottomless in his chair and his stepmother getting dressed.

"You all set?" asked Jennifer as she grabbed her discarded waistcoat.

The eighteen year old nodded.

Mr Button hadn't moved from his chair, making no effort to get dressed again. "I want you back here tomorrow Miss Gibson," he told her, a smarmy smile plastered over his face. "We're gonna have a lot of fun you and me."

"Yes sir," replied Jennifer submissively.

"I don't want you to wear a bra tomorrow, and I think I might try out your ass. I bet it's even tighter than that sweet pussy," continued the old teacher. "Bring Lionel along as well. He can help undress you for me. I might even let him try out your mouth." Mr Button turned to his teenage student. "How would like her to suck your cock boy?"

Lionel nodded, his eyes wide.

Mr Button's grin widened. "Good man. She gives great head. We're gonna have a lot of fun with her."

Jennifer swallowed her angry, turning to her stepson. "Come on Lionel, we're leaving!" she snapped.




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They quickly left the classroom, leaving Mr Button sitting half naked in his chair and very satisfied.

Jennifer paused in the car park when they reached the car.

"Did you delete the evidence?" she asked Lionel, her voice filled with anticipation.

The eighteen year old grinned and nodded. "And I planted a few little incriminating pictures in his personal folder."

Jennifer smiled. "You're a genius. You will do great at university."

Lionel looked proud of himself.

"High five!" said Jennifer, lifting her hand up.

Their hands slapped together in the air between them, Lionel's hand slipped past hers and accidentally landed right on her chest, over her right breast. Jennifer looked down at her chest in surprise to see Lionel's hand cupping her boob through her denim waistcoat. She raised an eyebrow in surprise. Lionel gave her plump melon a slight squeeze before retracting his hand.

Jennifer paused for a moment more and then shook her head and turned back to the car, unlocking the door without another word.

Lionel walked around to the other side of the car and climbed in beside her.

"Trevor doesn't have to know anything about this right?" Jennifer asked, turning towards her stepson.

Lionel gave a sly smile as he deliberately lowered his gaze down to her cleavage.

THE END