MRS. CHIKA, MY FAVOURITE TEACHER (The Fvck Tales Of My Life….18+) Part 5

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She had been sitting on a couch that was
turned away
from me so I hadn’t seen her until she
stood up. Mrs.
Chika was wearing a pink coloured silk
robe that was
loosely tied around her waist. The robe was
open in
several places revealing what she wore
underneath which
was a silk nightgown the same colour as
the robe.
The nightgown was very low cut in front
and revealed much of
Mrs. Chika’s boobs. The only other clothes
that Mrs. Chika wore
were a pair of strapless high heels.
“Shall we get right to work?” she asked
knowing what the answer
would be. She lightly grabbed my hand and
led me down the
hall to her bedroom. The silk sheets on the
king size bed had
already been turned down and there were
more candles
burning. “Now, were you a good student for
me? Did you do your
homework?”
I said yes. Mrs. Chika continued, “So when
was the last time you
played with yourself?”
I was slightly startled by the question, but
then softly said, “The
morning before our last lesson.”
“Good. Very good. Now, did you c-m?”
I nodded. I wasn’t sure where Mrs. Chike
was heading with this.
“What were you thinking about when you
came?”
I felt a bit awkward and told her that I had
been thinking of her.
Mrs. Chika smiled a very sexy smile at me
when I said it was her.
Mrs. Chika tried to adopt a proper teacher
voice as she said,
“Our previous lessons were quite brief. It
occurred to me that
you haven’t really seen your teacher yet
and I haven’t entirely
seen my student. So to begin I want you to
remove all your
clothes for me.
Mrs Chika sat down on a chair in the
corner of the room and
watched as I began to remove my clothes.
My d–k was already
fully erect and stood straight out from my
stomach as I
straightened up after removing all my
clothes. I sat on the edge of the bed and
looked over at Mrs. Chika.
Mrs Chika slowly stood and said, “You may
not touch yourself
unless I say so.” She walked over and
stood directly in front of
me. She slowly ran her hands up the sides
of her legs and across
her stomach. She continued rubbing herself
through her robe
being very careful to avoid her b—–s or p—
y. She slowly
untied the robe and let it softly fall to the
floor. She slowly
turned in a circle so I could see all of her.
I could now see that the nightgown had
spaghetti straps so Mrs.
Chika shoulders and most of her back were
exposed. The gown
was cut to the top of her fat a-s in back. It
was also slit up one
side to the middle of her thigh. The gown
itself was plain silk,
very simple and elegant.
I knew Mrs. Chika wasn’t very athletic, but
she clearly kept
herself in good shape. Her large b—–s
sagged slightly, but it
only made them more alluring to me. Her
n—–s had stiffened
and were very noticeable under the gown.
Mrs. Chika continued letting her hands
roam all over her body.
She would occasionally run them over her
boobs and when she
saw the reaction that got from me she
started paying more
attention to her b—–s. Her fingers would
circle her erect
n—–s and then she would cup each b—-t in
a hand and lift
them slightly.
When she felt that I had enough she pulled
the straps off her
shoulders and let the gown fall to her
waist. Her b—–s were
now fully exposed to me. She briefly
massaged them and then
shifted her hips to let the gown fall
completely to the floor.
My head was spinning and my heart was
pounding. All I wanted
to do was c-m. I felt like I was going to
explode. The show I was
getting was better than anything I could
have imagined. I
desperately wanted to throw Mrs. Chika
down and f–k her. Mrs. Chika ran her
fingers slowly down the side of my face
and
whispered, “Show me how you play with
yourself. I want to
watch you.”
She returned her hand to her n—–s and
started to gently roll
them between two fingers. Her other hand
moved across her
stomach toward her p—y. I finally tore my
glance away from
her boobs and looked at her p—y.
I was surprised to see it looked much
different than it had the
only other time I had seen it. Mrs. Chika
had shaved her p—y
hair so only a thin line of short hair
remained.
She could see the effect her “new look”
was having on me. I
watched intently as her hand explored her
newly shaved area.
Mrs. Chika put one foot on the bed next to
me to both provide
her better access to her p—y and to
improve my view. She
dipped her fingers still lower and they were
soon covered with
her juices.
Mrs. Chika touched my chin and pushed
my head back slightly I
was looking at her face. “I want to watch
you m——–e.”

I lightly wrapped my fingers around my d–k
and in a single
stroke all my pent up sexual energy was
released. With a loud
grunt I started to pump my c–k as I came.
Having not c-m in
several days combined with Mrs. Chika’s
show left me with a lot
of c-m and it erupted from me with a
surprising force. The first
jets shot through the air and landed on
Mrs. Chika’s stomach. The following jets
seemed to land everywhere. When I
finished
cumming there was c-m on the sheets, my
legs, my hand, and
on my stomach in addition to the original
deposit on Mrs. Chika.
She instructed me to lie on the bed on my
back. I quickly
scooted myself up onto the bed and laid
down, all the while
watching Mrs. Chika to see what she was
planning. Mrs. Chika
slowly crawled onto the bed and knelt
down beside me. She
brought her hands to my chest and started
running them over
the smooth skin.
Mrs. Chika spoke softly, “Too many people
think c-m is dirty or
that it is perverted to enjoy a man’s c-m.
don’t be afraid of
playing with your c-m. It makes a great
reason to give someone
a massage.”
As she spoke her hands slid down to my
stomach and her
fingers picked up the drops of c-m that lay
there. She softly
massaged my chest as she rubbed my c-m
into my skin. She
turned slightly and continued the massage
on my legs and feet.
Whenever she found my c-m she paid
particular attention to
that part of me and softly rubbed the sticky
fluid into my skin.
She finished my legs and moved to my
arms giving them the
same wonderful massage.
I watched her in a satisfied bliss and
enjoyed the way her boobs
swayed softly as her hands explored my
body.
She asked me to roll over and continued
her massage on my
back. She started at my feet and slowly
moved up my body. She
paid particular attention to my a-s but
eventually moved up to
my back. Everything about what was
happening was turning me
on. I had just c-m a few moments ago but
the combination of my
soft touch, her smell, the silk sheets, and
the realization that I
was going to get to f–k her combined to
bring my erection
back very quickly.
As I lay on my stomach I had to shift my
position a couple of
times to keep my hard d–k from being
uncomfortably pinned
beneath me.
Without saying a word she guided me to
roll back over onto my
back with her hands. My d–k stood straight
up from me and
seemed to be just waiting for her touch.
Mrs. Chika softly gripped my d–k in her
hand. She lightly
stroked me and enjoyed watching me
wriggle beneath her
touch. I was trying to watch her as she
fondled me, but I often
was overcome with the sensation and had
to shut my eyes.
I hadn’t yet even tried to touch her naked
body, but that was
just fine with her. For now she just wanted
to feel me and make
me c-m.
She stroked me at a tempo that she
thought wouldn’t be enough
to make me c-m. She would periodically
release my s—t and
massage my balls. She softly held them or
rolled them in her
fingers. I groaned the first few times she
did this so she paid
particular attention to this part of him. For
my part I had never
really thought of my balls as a sexual
object.
I never touched them when I jerked myself
off and was amazed
at the sexual charge I felt at her touch.
Mrs. Chika continued
stroking me and teasing my balls until she
felt I had enough and
finally decided to let me c-m. She
concentrated on the s—t entirely and
increased the tempo
of her strokes slightly. That small increase
made all the
difference to me as I immediately groaned
and felt my c-m
getting ready to explode. I grunted and
started cumming.
The c-m sprayed all over my stomach with
the last of it slowly
oozing from my d–k and running down
onto Mrs. Chika hand.
Mrs. Chika kept her stroking constant as I
came and only
stopped when I had spent my entire load.
I looked up at her face and watched as she
seductively licked my
c-m off her fingers and hand. The look in
her eyes had.

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