Sneha walked up the stairs, after she had finished her morning workout, heading towards her room to get out of her workout clothes. On the way, she stopped in front of her son's door. She knocked on it, waking him up. Hearing his sleepy moan, she smiled and went to wake up her other son before going into her bedroom and throwing off her clothes.
Her son, Abhi, lumbered into her bedroom, hugging her topless body from behind. Sneha leaned back into her son's morning hug, pulling his arms tighter around her.
Abhi gave his mother a sleepy kiss on her neck, just below her short black hair, resting his own messy, curly hair on her shoulder.
Sneha smiled, feeling his morning wood pressed between her wide ass cheeks.
"Looks like someone's awake," Sneha grinned, pressing her ass back against her son's hard cock.
"Hmmm..uhmm..mm," Her son moaned, half awake.
"Go brush your teeth," Sneha said, breaking away from her son's embrace.
Abhi halfheartedly listened, giving his mother's fat cheeks a squeeze before leaving.
******
Sneha was a single mother of two boys. One was her own; the other was from her second husband's previous marriage. Sneha had a nicely-toned, pear-shaped body. Until a few years ago, Sneha hadn't been so toned. She had gained a considerable amount of weight during the course of her short-lived first marriage. Although she hadn't looked unattractive, she'd been far from the beauty she'd been in her youth.
She'd had a petite, hourglass frame for almost all of her life, with wide hips, a nice, round ass, and small breasts. She'd also always had an undeniably attractive face, topped off with sharp little dimples on her cheeks that would break out whenever she spoke or revealed her dazzling white smile. Thanks to her beauty, she'd regularly won over everyone's heart with ease.
Even after having her son she hadn't lost her frame, but after her divorce from the previous marriage, she'd started gaining more weight. Her weight gain had started before the divorce, due to her husband's neglect and emotional torment, it continued post marriage. Even though she'd gained weight, it had all landed in the right places, so no one - besides her former husband, Paul - had complained.
When Paul had married her, she had been, in his mind, the perfect woman. She'd had the body everyone wanted in a woman - the same body type of the woman with whom he'd eventually cheated. Once Sneha had had a child, he'd felt that she'd been all used up.
Sneha's hips, ass and thighs had gotten thicker and her small breasts had grown a little, and Paul hadn't cared for that at all, often calling her a fat cow. Those insults had made her feel miserable and sad all the time. After the weight gain, she hadn't been happy with herself. Paul's abuse had made her feel even worse.
A couple of months after her divorce, she'd met the man who would become her second husband, Brian. He'd been a college professor a couple miles down from the High School she'd taught math at. He'd been an art history professor. They'd met each other by accident, but for Sneha it had been the best accident ever.
From their small interaction, Sneha and Brian had both taken a liking to each other, which had led to multiple dates. Brian had been a widower with a son the same age as Sneha's. After a couple of dates, both of them had introduced each other to their kids. Sneha's son, Abhi, and Brian's son, Connor, who had both been five years old at the time, had immediately become friends - almost inseparable.
Their kids had quickly accepted their relationship; as they'd become brothers in every sense of the word, their parents had decided to marry and move in as a family. Brian had adopted Abhi as his own son, giving him the same love as his own, and Sneha had done the same with Connor.
Soon afterwards, Sneha had begun joining Brian at the gym. He'd never complained about her body like Paul - in fact, he'd loved the body she'd had when he'd met her. But he'd also been accepting of her decision to lose the weight that she'd gained. She'd never been able to regain her old body, but she had gotten tighter and more toned. Her stomach had become taut, her hips and ass had gained definition, and the excess fat from her arms had vanished.
After that, she'd regained her confidence. Brian and her kids had been happy for her, and Brian in particular had become very enthusiastic about her new figure. They'd started having the best sex of either of their lives, and each day, it had gotten better and better.
However, none of that had lasted long. Nine years into their marriage, Brian, along with four others, had died after suffering a heavy collision on the highway. Luckily for Sneha, she'd slowly been able to overcome her grief by focusing on the two children she'd had to support.
******
After finishing his morning routine, Abhi went back to his mother's room. He was greeted with the sight of her in a thong, showing off her nice, toned, heart-shaped ass and her wide hips. She was squatting down, giving his brother Connor a blowjob. It was a view to behold, and something Abhi had seen multiple times and still enjoyed seeing.
Since it was morning, Connor wasn't going to last long, and he knew he wanted to cum on his mother's face. So, after a couple dozen strokes, he pulled out his white cock from her mouth, and exploded a massive load onto her face and tits.
"Connor!" Sneha cried, not expecting to get a facial.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist," Connor said, a mischievous smile spreading across his face as he stroked his cock, plastering his Mom's pretty oval-shaped face and her small-handful breasts.
"I can't believe you did that! I'm your Mother; you should have given me a warning," Sneha scolded her son, her face coated with her son's warm cum.
"Amma, you look hot with cum on your face," Abhi said, walking into the bedroom.
"Yeah, of course, I do," Sneha sarcastically smiled, feigning annoyance, as she scooped some cum off her cheek and slurped it into her mouth.
"He's right Mom. You do, and you know it," Connor agreed with his brother.
"Sure." Sneha rolled her eyes, smirking. "Now go brush your teeth or we'll be late to school."
"Do you want me to take care of you, as well?" Sneha asked, looking at her son's tented shorts.
"Yes, please!" Abhi walked closer to his mother, wasting no time, quickly dropping his shorts. He gently took her short, shoulder length hair in his hand as her wide lips warped around his morning glory.
"Ohh, yeah. That's it Amma," Abhi moaned, feeling his mother's wet mouth closing around his hardened cock.
Abhi, like his brother, wasn't going to last too long; he never did in the mornings, and his mom was sucking him masterfully. Sneha sucked for less than two minutes before Abhi grunted and filled her mouth with his large, warm load.
She swallowed it all, and felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through her from the wicked task she'd just performed.
"Oh fuck," Abhi groaned - both from the satisfying sensations of cumming, and from his mom continuing to suck, making sure to get all the cum out from her son's deflating cock.
"OWW! What was that for?!" Abhi yelped, as Sneha slapped his thigh.
"What did I tell you about cursing?" Despite having given both her sons a blowjob, Sneha, still being their mother, still enforced her rule of no cursing. The only exception was for during sex, considering all the emotions involved. This rule also applied to Sneha, as well. When she cursed outside of sex, she would get spanked by both her sons in tandem.
"Ohh, sorry," Abhi apologized, helping his beautiful mother up.
"It's fine." Sneha smilingly accepted his apology, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Go wash your face."
"Amma, wait, hold on. Let me take a picture." Abhi took his mother's phone from the stand, Sneha struck a quick sexy pose, showing off her delicious, juicy ass, her cum-glazed face, and a toothy smile. "The guys are gonna love this."
"Of course they will. Now go eat breakfast. I'm gonna go take a shower."
#
SCHOOL
The classroom was almost full, with only two students out of twenty absent. Everyone sat at their desks, fully focused on the weekly quiz that most of them dreaded.
Sneha wrote the time on the blackboard before taking a walk around the classroom. Her male jail-bait students' noses flared up as she walked by them. Her floral aroma captured their attention as she passed by; many of them became distracted by her fragrant smell.
The quiz itself wasn't very difficult. It was just a review of what they had learned the previous week. It had been rescheduled because of an assembly on Monday, and then an impromptu fire-drill the day after, both of which had happened during her morning class. The test had less than fifteen questions on it, but most of her students, as per usual, had forgotten to study for it. They ended up either taking much longer than they should have, or squirmed in their seats, trying to come up with some answer to the quiz's simple questions.
It also didn't help that every boy in every one of her classes tried to look up her long, thick legs to her heart-shaped butt and wide, elegant hips. Since it was Wednesday, she was wearing something a little casual - but still professional - that showed off her sex appeal. She was every high school boy's wet dream: the perfect high school teacher they jerked themselves to sleep to. Although she would never let anyone know, she found it very flattering.
She was wearing black, regular-fit trouser pants, with a grey cross v-neck top and a bright red cardigan over it, which the male students loved. Most mornings, they were treated to the sight of their favourite teacher's fine ass in a pair of fairly tight pants. Most of them lived for it.
"Ms. Peters," a student sitting in the back called out, raising their hand in the air.
"One minute, Dylan." Sneha turned to the student, acknowledging his call before turning back to the student in front of her.
"If you're not sure what the word is entirely, try writing out the answer without it. And if you get close to it or have a fair understanding of the question, I'll give you credit for it, okay?"
The student nodded, slightly disappointed when Sneha left his side.
"Okay, what do you need Dylan?" Sneha walked over to the back, standing in front of Dylan, her hand on her hips and her left eyebrow raised.
"This." Dylan pointed to the question on the paper, with a peach drawn next to it. "I don't understand what it's asking."
Sneha moved over to the student's left hand side, looking at the question he was referring to. As she looked, Dylan moved his hand over to the lower backside of his gorgeous teacher. Sneha didn't respond.
"Didn't we go over this question?" Sneha asked, with a teacher's voice, looking at Dylan.
"No, I don't think so," Dylan answered, shaking his head in denial. His hand, slowly moving down to Sneha's ass, gave it a light squeeze.
"Hmm," Sneha narrowed her light brown eyes. "The question is only asking you to describe the process shown on the chart..."
"Wait, where's the chart?" Sneha asked, noticing that it was missing from the quiz.
"What chart?" Dylan asked, giving Sneha's ass a nice tight squeeze.
"Oh..You know what..." Sneha pushed Dylan's hand away, taking the paper in her hand checking all the pages.
"Okay -- I see."
"Hey, guys when you get the last 2 questions, or if you're already there, you don't need to do them." Sneha announced to the class. "I forgot to include the chart that's needed for the last two questions."
"Ohh, then I'm done with the quiz," Dylan said to Sneha.
"You don't want to look over it again?" Sneha questioned.
"Nope."
"Okay." Sneha shrugged, walking towards the front with Dylan's paper. "If you're done with the quiz, you can bring them to my desk."
Shortly after announcing that, many students brought up their quizzes to Sneha's desk, leaving them in a semi-organized pile. With 10 minutes left until the end of class, there were still two students left to finish up. The quiz had taken more time than Sneha had expected.
"I don't think it's possible for me to start the new lesson plan today, with only ten minutes left for class. So, here's what I'm going to do." Sneha looked around the class, waiting for all the students' attention.
"For homework, you're going to start reading the first chapter of Unit 3, and come in next week prepared to get started right away, okay?" The students nodded, expecting to hear more.
"And, that's it."
"Really?" One of the students questioned, "Just reading the first chapter?"
"Yeah. Why, do you want more homework?" Sneha teasingly asked. "If you want, I can give you more homework. It's no problem for me."
"NOOO!!" All the students yelled as a group.
*Ringggggggg!*
As soon as the students heard the bell, they all filed out of the classroom, except for the two still taking the quiz and Dylan.
"Are you two still not done yet?" Sneha asked, her arms folded.
"No, we're done. We just needed an excuse to stay behind." The two students laughed.
Sneha shook her head, walking over to the classroom door, closing it. Before going towards the three students. "What am I going to do with you guys?"
"You're not going to lock it?" Dylan asked.
"No, Connor and Abhi might come by. They have a free period next."
"Speaking of which, was it their idea for you to not wear panties today?" Dylan asked, pulling Sneha into a hug.
"Who says I'm not wearing panties?" Sneha asked, defensively.
"Well, I didn't feel any panty lining." Dylan groped both of Sneha's fat ass cheeks in his palm.
"It's called a thong, idiot!" Sneha flicked Dylan hard on his head, which made him pull his hand away.
"Oww!"
"Come on, I don't want someone random to walk in on you perverts molesting me." Sneha said. She walked to her office, which was attached to the classroom, swaying her wide hips for the three students behind her.
She'd gotten the attached office four years ago, when the then-head of the Maths department, Marissa, had decided to give it to her as a gift, from a mentor to a mentee. Ever since then, she has been using the office as her own, sometimes sharing it with her colleague, Jay.
"Oh, Dylan, I shouldn't be saying this, but you got three questions wrong." Sneha saw Dylan's expression drop, and smiled wickedly.
"Wait, what? Seriously?!"
"Damnn, that sucks, man," Dylan's friends teased him. Getting three questions wrong wasn't a big deal in normal situations, but for Dylan, on this particular day, it was. Getting three perfect quiz scores in a row meant that he would be able to face fuck Sneha. Thanks to those three mistakes, he was back at zero.
As Dylan sulked over his mistake, one of the two students, Ryan, a black student, felt up Sneha's wide cheeks from behind. "Man, your ass looks great in these pants."
"Thanks babe." Sneha turned, tippy-toeing to give Ryan a kiss on his cheek. Sneha wasn't very tall compared to the three students in her office and her two sons. She was about 5'5", compared to Ryan's 5'9". Since she wasn't wearing heels, it meant tippy-toeing was the only choice.
Ryan pulled Sneha into a quick, passionate kiss, his hands pressing firmly on her ass.
"Can I?" Ryan asked, bringing his hand to the front side of Sneha's pants. Sneha nodded. With that nod, Ryan quickly unbuttoned her pants, pulling them down as he crouched. He exposed her full, round, wide cheeks, which showed slight signs of stretch marks, to the two students behind her.
"See Dylan, she's wearing a thong." Ryan said, pressing his face up against his favourite teacher's derriere and planting a kiss upon it.
"Thanks, Ms. Peters, I'm gonna head to class now." Ryan planted one last kiss on Sneha's ass cheeks before getting up, leaving her pants laying on the floor.
"Okay, see you -- wait, hold on," Sneha stopped Ryan. "I just remembered, Principal Wright doesn't want any student to be let in after the 2nd bell rings.
"And the second bell will ring before you get to class, here, let me write you a note." Sneha took a Post-it note off her desk, writing Ryan a note for his teacher, with her ass still on display for the students in the room. "Who do you have this period?"
"Mr. Davis."
"Okay, tell Jay to see me if he has any questions about you being late." Sneha handed Ryan the note, giving him a peck on the cheek.
"Can you write us a note, too?" Keith, another black student, asked, walking towards Sneha.
"Where's my kiss?" Sneha teased.
Keith, like Ryan before him, gave Sneha a kiss on her ass cheek. Both Ryan and Keith liked giving Sneha kisses on her ass, because they were, in their words, 'ass lovers.' Because of that, Sneha let both of them free--roam on her ass whenever they were alone.
She let her students get a feel of her ass in the morning. According to them, her ass had magical powers that allowed them to work harder. It was bullshit, of course, but she liked their enthusiasm when it came to groping her, and even their lame excuses for it.
"Here," Sneha gave Keith the note, then called on Dylan.
"Aww, is my face-fucker upset that he won't be able to have his way this weekend?" Sneha pulled Dylan into a hug, teasing him in a pampering voice.
*SLAP*
"No -- a little." Dylan gave Sneha's ass a tight slap, then shrugged his shoulders. "But I'm still going to get the best blowjob regardless, so."
"Good. Now, go to class." Sneha gave Dylan a kiss on the lips before pushing him away.
Dylan reached his hand up to her breasts, squeezing them hard, "The no-cursing rule also applies to you."
"OWww!"
"See ya later, Ms. Peters." Dylan quickly walked out the office, avoiding Sneha's right hand, closing the office door on his way out.
"That little twerp!"
******
"Hey, did you do Ms. Lee's homework?" Abhi asked his brother as they walked to their mother's office.
"Hmmm, no. Isn't it due Wednesday?" Connor turned to look at his brother, answering his question with a bit of doubt in his voice.
"No. It's due today."
"What's due today?" Sneha asked from her office, hearing their not-so-quiet conversation, as they entered the class room.
"Connor forgot to do Ms. Lee's homework," Abhi answered, walking into his mom's office with a smirk on his face.
Sneha didn't say anything. She looked at Connor with her death stare, causing him to tense up. "Sorry, I forgot..."Abhi walked over to his mother, sitting in her chair with her legs crossed, giving her a hug.
"Oh you forgot to do her homework assignment but remembered to cum all over my face, huh?" Sneha asked, with annoyance in her voice.
Erica - Ms. Lee - was her friend, so she knew she could talk to her, but Connor had already forgotten to do her homework once before. Talking her into another extension was going to be difficult. Friend or not, she was strict. She was a teacher who ruled with an iron fist: no make-ups for missing homework, failed tests, or late projects. She was the opposite of Sneha.
"What period do you have her?"
"Final period," Abhi answered for his brother, maintaining his hold on his mother and giving her pecks on the cheek. Seeing his brother tensed and scared, with Sneha's eyes still shooting daggers at Connor, he said, "Amma, be cool. Please."
"Hmm. If I see her, I will tell her. ONLY IF I see her. Otherwise, you will have to deal with it." Sneha emphasised her point.
"Thanks, babes." Abhi said, adding an "s" at the end, turning Sneha's head and giving her a kiss on the lips.
Abhi gave his brother a "it'll be fine" gesture, making him more relaxed.
"Do you need any help sorting the homework?" Connor asked, walking over to Sneha giving her a kiss on the lips as well.
"Ahhh, yeah." Sneha rolled her chair over to her nearby cabinet, reaching for a small stack of papers. "You can help with this. Most of them didn't hand theirs in."
"Okay."
"And Abhi, you can help with this." Sneha handed him a much smaller stack of paper. "It's the overdue assignments."
"You can deduct five points from each of them." Sneha added.
"Okay."
******
"Okay, I'm done," Abhi said, putting the papers away in the overdue homework tray. Connor soon followed, putting his stack into the regular homework tray, leaving two papers out.
"This one's Eric's," Connor said, handing Sneha the paper.
"Thanks, honey."
"You're we--"
"HEYY!!" Jay said, entering into his shared office, opening the door loudly. "How's my favourite colleague doing? Oh, and, hey, kids."
Abhi and Connor returned the greeting.
"Hey Jay," Sneha said, looking up at her colleague for a quick second before looking back down at her computer to finish up her work. "You're in a good mood today."
"I'm always in a good mood," Jay answered. "Plus, who wouldn't be after seeing a beauty like you?"
Sneha blushed upon hearing his compliment, even though he'd given it to her multiple times. "Thank you."
"I have a few minutes until my class, if you want to slob on my knob till then," Jay said, with Abhi and Connor still in the room. Since they knew about the relationship between their mother and Jay, they didn't mind it. Jay, the currently-married man, was used to throwing sexual innuendos around in front of them.
******
Jay was stuck in an extremely bland marriage that didn't satisfy his needs. His wife knew, but couldn't care less. Because Jay and Sneha had been colleagues for a long time, Sneha knew about Jay's indifference to his marriage. It had come up several times during the long conversations she and her late husband used to have with him, whenever there'd been a small get together at their place.
Sneha and her late husband, Brian, had been extremely close. Being so open to each other's needs and wants, they would experiment with what each of them liked. During their period of experimentation, they'd both started swinging -- at first with people from other cities, and then with close friends.
They'd swung with both men and women; Sneha had enjoyed both, while Brian had only enjoyed women -- but he'd loved sharing Sneha with other men. It had been exciting for him to see her enjoying herself in those encounters while knowing that she was always going to be his.
That was how they'd come to find out about Jay's dry marriage. Brian had proposed that Sneha swing with him. She'd been reluctant at first, seeing as how Jay would have been cheating on his wife. But after having found out from Jay that his wife had cheated on him during one of her late work nights, Sneha had gone ahead with it. She'd told Jay about her and Brian's swinger lifestyle, and had had sex with him soon thereafter.
Jay was going through a long divorce process with his estranged, cheating wife. It was taking longer than it needed to because of his wife's refusal to simply give him one.
From that encounter with Jay, Brian and Sneha had both decided to make their swinger arrangement permanent, or for however long she'd wanted to keep up the relationship with him. It had made sense; Jay had been - and remained - local, while swinging with couples from other cities was only going to become more difficult as the two boys got older. When Brian had died, Sneha had taken a break from swinging for three years. After that, though, she'd resumed her relationship with Jay.
Before Brian had passed, they'd actually added two other people to the mix: a hispanic woman named Julianna, and her husband, the current Vice-Principal Charles Schulz, who at that time had worked at a nearby school district.
All three of her swinger friends had become tight-knit friends, even becoming cordial with Sneha's two boys. They'd all kept their distance from them during school hours, though.
******
"I can't. I have to finish this before the next class," Sneha said. "I need to change some questions, and add in new questions, because the students from the previous class are going to tell everyone what was on their version."
"Ooof, that sucks." Jay was visibly sad, but didn't push the subject any further.
"We can meet up during our lunch break, if you want," Sneha said to Jay, looking up at him with a smirk.
"Definitely!" Jay gave Sneha a kiss on the cheek, before walking to the door. "See ya, pumpkin butt."
Jay left, closing the door on his way.
"'Pumpkin butt?'" Connor asked, hearing the nickname for the first time.
"It was an inside joke between your dad and him," Sneha answered Connor. "Remember how I used to be a little chubbier?"
"Yeah."
"It's from that."
Connor and Abhi both laughed hearing the answer.
"Okay, I'm done! I'm gonna go print this downstairs. Wanna come with?" Sneha asked, getting up from her chair.
"Why can't you print it here?" Abhi asked.
"Printer's jammed."
"Ohh, okay. Well, I can't come. I have class next, right next door."
*SLAP*
"I can come with you! My class is downstairs." Connor said, slapping Sneha's fat ass, and giving her a hug from behind. It only got a small reaction from his mother.
"Okay, let's go." Sneha turned her head, giving Connor a peck on his lips.
Sneha looked at Abhi, and asked him for a kiss before leaving her office.
Abhi stood up from his chair, coming closer and wrapping his arm around both her and Connor, sandwiching his mom. Then he pulled her breasts out from her shirt, grabbed onto both of them, and kissed his mother tightly on her lips. Meanwhile, Connor's cock was planted between Sneha's meaty cheeks.
"I love you Amma," Abhi said, giving her another kiss on the lips -- a much quicker one.
"Love you." Sneha returned the kiss.
"Connor, you better get to class and not get distracted perving on Mom," Abhi said before leaving Sneha's office.
Connor rolled his eyes, mocking his brother.
"Be nice."
Sneha and Connor left her office together, going downstairs to the main office. It was the closest place where Sneha could find a printer. The other printer was in the library, ten minutes away from her class, at the end of the building.
"Oh, hey Erica!" Sneha greeted her friend and colleague. "Anything new?"
Seeing Ms. Lee, Connor quickly ducked out, leaving his mom's side and running to his class. Security immediately told him not to run in the halls.
"Hmm, nope," the Korean-American teacher said in a disappointed voice. "Same as usual. What about you?"
"The same." Sneha said, making a gloomy face for added effect.
"Yeah, seems that way for everyone, huh?"
"Yeah."
Erica was in the main office, making copies. Her classroom was two doors down from the main office, so it was convenient for her to make copies or print stuff there.
"Hey Denise, can I print out a few things?"
"Sure, go right ahead."
"Thanks."
"Oh! Erica, before I forget, could you do me a big favour?" Sneha asked, turning towards Erica.
"Is it Connor?"
"How did you know?" Sneha asked, wide eyed.
"Just because I wear glasses doesn't mean I'm blind, you know." Erica quipped. "I saw him running away when he saw me.
"Plus, Connor is the only one who gets into more trouble in my class," Erica added, "At least compared to Abhi."
"Oh, yeah.." Sneha nodded in agreement. "So, I'm guessing you know what I'm going to ask you, right?"
"Yeah," Erica nodded. "He forgot his homework, right?"
Sneha nodded.
Erica shook her head in disappointment.
"Fine," Erica sighed. "Only because I know you'll make him do it."
"Thank you so much!" Sneha excitedly hugged her shorter colleague, who was 5'2". "And also, please mess with him a little. I hate going around asking my colleagues for extensions on the homeworks he forgets."
"Will do," Erica said with an evil smirk.
"Thanks."
#
LUNCH
"I forgot to tell you earlier: the geezer wants to see you later," Jay said, referring to the school principal, as Sneha sat on his lap.
"Oh, god. Why?" Sneha asked, rolling her eyes, already annoyed.
"No idea. Probably just to check out your sweet ass." Jay smirked, looking into his colleagues eyes before giving her a kiss on the lips.
"Yuck!" Sneha rolled out her tongue in disgust. She and every other teacher in school hated the principal, Powell Wright. He was a snobby old man who seemed to enjoy torturing people. Sneha disliked him in particular because of his perverted antics.
On multiple occasions, she'd caught him checking out both the teachers and students, trying to sneak a peek at their bottoms or breasts. She'd never said anything, though, considering that what she was doing with her student posse wasn't that far off from what he was doing. Still, she just instinctively disliked him.
"What? You don't like my kisses anymore?" Jay teased.
"Shut up," Sneha said, flicking Jay's forehead. "Also, you promised me a cock earlier -- and not one covered by your pants."
"I did, but Charlie said he wanted to join, so we have to wait."
*RING* *RING*
Charlie: Prick. Can't come.
Jay sighed seeing the text.
"What is it?"
"Old man has Charlie doing some errand, I guess." Jay answered. "He's not coming."
"Well, it sucks for him." Sneha laughed. "Come on, take it out."
Sneha got off Jay's lap, and then onto her knees in front of him, tugging at his pants. But just then someone knocked on her door, in a specific pattern: three knocks followed by a stop, then two knocks after.
"Hey Ms. Peters, it's me, Eric." A voice said from outside Sneha's office door. Hearing this Sneha got off her knees and walked to the door, opening it to the 5'9" teen.
"Hi Sweetie, what's up?" Sneha asked, smiling warmly at the teen. "Come in."
"I was wonder... oh! Hey Mr. Davis." Eric stopped mid-sentence seeing Jay in Sneha's office. "Were you two about to start?"
"Yeah, wanna join?"
******
Eric was one of the five students who was having a secret affair with Sneha, but the only one who got to have sex with her. He was also her favourite student. None of the other students knew about Eric being allowed to have sex with Sneha; only her sons, Jay, and Charles knew.
The others didn't know, nor did they get to have sex with Sneha, because of all the fights that would happen over sex. At least that's the reason she gave all of them for why they were restricted to oral.
In reality, Eric was a different case. He'd been close friends with Abhi and Connor since the third-grade. He was their third brother -- like one third of the three stooges, as Sneha would call them.
Whenever Sneha and Brian had gone on their swinger dates and Eric's mom had been off work, she would babysit their sons, since they'd lived four blocks away from each other. Because of that, Eric, Abhi and Connor had become very close, and remained that way since then.
When Abhi and Connor had started their incestuous relationship with Sneha, Eric had gotten roped in.
During Brian and Sneha's swinger dates, both of them had experimented a lot, experiencing things they never had before. Two of those experiences had been swinging with an incest couple -- a different one for each of them, in fact.
They'd initially been turned off by the idea, but, after a lot of talking, they'd both taken the plunge with their respective couple. Brian had swung with two sisters, and Sneha had swung with a mother-son duo. Thanks to those experiences, both of them had become interested in incest -- though Sneha more so than Brian. Abhi and Connor had already known about their parents swinger lifestyle, since they had told them earlier, sparing no details. Both brothers didn't care about them swinging, or who they slept with, as long as they stayed as a family.
When Sneha had initiated the incestuous relationship with her sons, it wasn't a decision she'd made in the spur of the moment. She'd found Abhi and Connor watching porn multiple times, never completely discouraging or encouraging them. But one day she'd found porn left on their computer. Being curious, she'd looked at what kind of porn it was, and, to her surprise, a lot of it had been incest porn.
Some of it had been the very porn that she and Brian had watched together. Once she'd made that discovery, she'd known that when she did finally tell them about her desire, they would be interested as well. From the moment she had, their incestuous relationship had started, and they'd engaged in sexual activities over the summer before their senior year of High School, after they had turned eighteen. Eventually, those activities had come to include Eric. As Abhi and Connor couldn't keep from telling Eric, and since the three of them had shared similar incest fantasies Sneha didn't object, considering that it would only be fair to have Eric join as well.
******
"Yeah!" Eric enthusiastically said.
"Great!" Sneha said, slapping her hands together. "Take out your cock then."
"Wait, Eric. How did you come up here?" Jay questioned. "I thought Wright told the security to not let any students out of the cafeteria during lunch."
"Oh, Vice-Principal Schulz helped me out," Eric answered, pulling down his pants and boxers. "He got called to Wright's office though."
"Ohh, so I'm guessing everyone else is stuck there, huh?."
"Hmm, Ryan, Dylan, Abhi and Connor are still there." Eric paused, thinking for a few seconds. "But Greg and Keith escaped. Greg said that he's going to meet up with a girl, and Keith tagged along."
"What girl?" Sneha asked, hands on her wide hips.
"Hmm, I forgot her name. She's the one with the big tits."
"Katie?"
"No, not Katie. She rejected almost all of us - everyone but Connor and Dylan." Eric admitted. "The girl is hispanic..wait, Mr. Davis, I think she's in your Maths class."
"Hispanic girl with big tits? That's not very descriptive, you know," Jay said, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Wait, are you talking about Camila?"
Camila looked a lot like a young Salma Hayek, with pouty lips and a bit of a waviness to her hair - and, of course, she had big tits.
"YES! HER!"
"Camila? Really?" Sneha asked, a bit shocked to find out that Greg was going to hook up with Camila. She wasn't entirely surprised that Camila would be willing to meet up with Greg, but she was surprised that Greg would risk the wrath of Camila's short-fused boyfriend.
Camila's boyfriend was a jock without a brain. He was a subpar student, which was putting it nicely, and worse, he'd been suspended more times than anyone could count for getting into fights and skipping school. Sneha had taught both Camila and her boyfriend sophomore year, but halfway through that year Sneha had had to have him removed from class permanently. His disruptive behaviour - including constantly flirting with Camila - had been bad enough, but then, one day, he'd picked a fight with two other students right in the middle of class.
"Yeah, but don't tell anyone."
"Who would we tell? Sneha asked.
"I don't know, other teachers."
"Right, like we're going to tell our colleagues, 'Hey, did you guys hear about Greg hooking up with Camila, in school?'" Sneha joked.
"Tell Greg to be careful; we don't need him going to the hospital with three months left of school," Jay told Eric.
"We told him."
"Good."
******
"Yeah, just like that! Suck my cock!" Eric groaned. Sneha sucked on his shaft while also getting Jay's cock from behind. She was being spitroasted on the floor of her office by her student and colleague.
Her office had been soundproofed a long time ago, when her mentor had still been teaching. It had been a great way for her to cancel out the voices of the screaming students when she'd worked in it, since other teachers had had to use the adjoining classroom at the same time. Few teachers shared a room; the Math Department used to have five teachers, with only three rooms to teach in. That number had gone up to four, with Jay Davis sharing a room with Sneha.
"Come on slut, I know you can suck dick better than that." Jay pounded away at Sneha's pussy, watching her sucking on Eric's hard cock. Sneha was a gifted cocksucker, which he knew firsthand. Telling her to suck dick better was his just way of teasing her.
*SLAP*
*SLAP*
"Eric, come fuck her, I'm gonna teach this slut to suck a dick properly."
Jay switched places with Eric, lifting Sneha up off the floor and onto her desk. He laid her flat on her stomach, grabbed a handful of her hair, and aggressively pulled her mouth to his cock, which was covered in the wetness of her pussy.
Sneha gagged on his cock when he shoved all of it into her mouth. Then he withdrew, and slapped her face with the spit-covered member. "You like that don't you, slut?"
"You know I do!" Sneha glared back at him intensely with her light-brown eyes. She brought her hand to his cock and stroked it before putting it back into her mouth and sucking it.
Eric was behind her, spreading her thick ass cheeks, kissing in between them, and squeezing her bum as he went. After a couple of minutes he left Sneha's ass, bringing his cock into her warm wet pussy, pounding away, causing her to moan onto Jay's cock.
Eric moaned, enjoying the feeling of Sneha's pussy on his cock as he thrusted in and out of her. Jay followed a similar pattern, pulling his cock out of her mouth and shoving it back in.
This continued for a few more minutes, until Jay came in Sneha's talented mouth. She swallowed the load, though a few droplets of cum escaped from her mouth, landing on her chin. Eric soon followed suit; he pulled out Sneha's pussy, and she got off the table and onto her knees. She brought his cock to her mouth, and sucked him until he came.
Sneha let out a loud sigh after swallowing both of their loads. She had a bright, toothy smile on her face.
"You two are great as well," Sneha said, giving both Jay's and Eric's softening penises a small kiss.
"So are you!" both guys said.
"I know," Sneha said, grinning proudly.
******
"Fuck!" Greg groaned, his phone in hand, recording Camila as she took his cock all the way into her mouth, showing how talented she was. Keith kept lookout from the empty basement room, occasionally looking back to check out Camila.
She was on her knees, wearing dark blue jeans, and her big breasts were out. She'd let both Greg and Keith get a feel of her big, round, wonderfully-firm breasts when they had come down. She wasn't shy, even though she gave off that impression in front of her boyfriend. She liked having sex as much as a guy, and didn't mind being recorded, even if it meant that her boyfriend would find out. She enjoyed the excitement it brought her.
"OH! OH! FUCK!!"
"I told you I was good," Camila said with a grin on her face.
"You..are." Greg paused for a quick second. He's been about to say that she was the second best he'd ever had, but quickly stopped himself.
"Keith, your turn," Camila called out. Greg switched with Keith to keep lookout.
"Finally." Keith came over, giving Camila's tits a feel before sitting in the same chair that Greg had.
"Do you want to record it as a souvenir as well?" Camila asked, smiling.
"Hmm, sure."
Keith, like Greg, held his phone in hand, recording Camila. "Show your tits for the camera."
Camila cupped her breasts, shaking them for Keith, with an infectious smile on her face. Her breasts were capped with light brown nipples, which sat perfectly on her olive skin.
Looking at the camera, she licked down from the tip of his black cock. She was very proficient in giving blowjobs, though Sneha had her beat by a mile. Camila was more theatrical, which guys loved, but Sneha had better technique. She knew when and how to be theatrical, which the eighteen-year-old didn't know.
After about ten minutes of sucking on Keith's black cock, her second 'guest star' finished. Like with Greg's load, she swallowed all of it. Keith thanked her, giving both of her breasts a kiss, followed by a motorboat, which made her giggle.
"Mila, aren't you worried that your boyfriend is going to find you?" Keith asked Camila as she put her top back on.
"Hmm, I'm not worried. Much," Camila answered, with a hint of doubt in her voice. "He's a gilipollas. The only reason why I'm with him, is because I know he'll leave me alone.
"Plus, he has a big dick. He doesn't know how to use it, but it's nice to have it inside me once in a while," Camila added.
The two guys didn't say anything. They just stared at each other for a few seconds before shrugging their shoulders.
"You guys wanna do this again?" Camila asked, smiling at both of them. "It doesn't have to be in school."
"Really?" Greg asked.
"Yeah, and I have a feeling you guys at least know how to use your dicks," Camila said, pointing to their crotches. "Unlike some people."
"Ahh.." Keith looked at Greg, saw him nod, and said, "Sure."
"Great!" Camila jumped excitedly. "You guys have my snap, right?"
They nodded.
"Good. Hit me up whenever. I'll come meet you," Camila said, giving both Keith and Greg a kiss on the cheek, as she walked out of the room.
#
AFTER SCHOOL
"Hey, Mom," Connor said, poking his head into Sneha's office. She was clearing her desk off, painfully slowly. "What are you doing?"
Sneha's office smelled of beautiful, aromatic lavender incense. She looked at Connor with a sad face, one he and his brother were very familiar with.
"Ohh, god," Connor said, cringing, before casually saying. "Good luck, Mommy dearest."
"CONNOR, WAIT!!" Sneha stopped him as he was about to duck out of her office.
"Could you come with me? Please?" she begged, putting on her famous puppy-dog eyes.
"NOO, NO WAY! NOT HAPPENING!" Connor refused, stopping his mom as she walked towards him. "He gives me the creeps. Not happening, Mother. NO!"
"C'mon, I talked to Erica for you. You owe me."
"Ughh! Fine," Connor reluctantly agreed, as a cold shiver went down his spine at the thought of seeing Principal Wright.
He was one of the people Connor tried to avoid like the plague. Connor hated seeing Wright, so much so that he sometimes took the extra long way to his class to avoid going in front of Wright's office.
Brian and Sneha had taught him to not wish death upon people, but Wright was one person he wished would die. It wasn't for any of the reasons that Sneha disliked him; rather, it was because of the way Wright always tried to start a long conversation with him.
He was so creepy to Connor and most other students that his nickname was Herbert the Pervert, but for whatever reason Wright always chose Abhi and Connor to start long conversations with. The brothers guessed that it was Wright's way of trying to get closer to their mother. Because of that, both of them would always try to avoid Wright at all costs.
"Thanks, baby." Sneha hugged Connor, giving him a hard kiss on the lips.
"Hmmm." Connor's face was set in a grimace. His hands were by his side, and not on Sneha's butt, like they usually would be when she hugged him. He was trying to psych himself up to go with his mom to Wright's office.
"Let's go."
******
*KNOCK*
*KNOCK*
"Hi, Principal Wright, You wanted to see me?" Sneha didn't hear any response, but heard a muffled commotion inside.
"Mom?" Connor tapped his mother's shoulder to ask what the noises were all about, to which Sneha shrugged her shoulders.
"Give me one minute, Ms. Peters," Wright yelled from inside his office.
After a minute the office door opened, revealing a black girl - a senior student. Her hair was done up in a tight braid, and her sweater was a little messy. "Hi, Ms. Peters. It's good to see you."
"You too, Jazz..." Sneha said, confused, to her former pupil. Jazz had been in Sneha's class in freshman year and again in junior year. Sneha thought of her as a bright student.
The eighteen-year-old black student smiled at both Sneha and Connor awkwardly. With her beautiful brown face blushing, she rushed away.
"Sneha, Come in," Powell said from his chair, awkwardly pronouncing Sneha's name, as he invited her into his office. "Connor, you can come in too, if you want."
"Uhh, No, I think I'm fine here."
"Honey, come in. I don't want you standing out there," Sneha said, giving her son an expectant stare.
Connor knew what that stare meant, so he promptly listened to his mother. Reluctantly walking into the principal's office, he sat in a chair near the window.
Principal Wright smiled awkwardly, like Jazz had, at Sneha. His light blue eyes were shaking.
"So, what brings you here?"
"Jay said that you wanted to see me."
"OH! Yes. I was wondering, and it's okay to say no, but would you be interested in teaching the after school program for the freshmen?" Wright asked, with his wrinkled hands interlaced on the desk, leaning forward in his chair.
"After school program?"
"Yeah, I was thinking it would be a great opportunity to help the kids that are falling behind."
"It does sound like a great opportunity, but I can't," Sneha said, trying to put a bit of regret in her voice. "I'm sorry, but I don't have the time to teach after school. I spend most of my time after school tutoring students already."
"Oh, I see," Wright said, lowering his head. "I asked Jay, but he already said no."
"Hmm, have you asked Syndi?" Sneha threw one of her colleagues under the bus, trying to avoid teaching after school classes. "She just recently started, but she's a great teacher."
"I haven't thought about her, but are you sure?"
"Yes, very sure," Sneha affirmed.
"Okay, I'll ask her. Thank you Sneha," Wright said, getting up from his chair..
"You're welcome." Sneha shook his hand.
******
"Mom, do you think...?" Connor asked Sneha, as they walked back to her office.
"Probably." Sneha nodded her head at Connor, in shock at what she had witnessed. "But Jazz?"
"Yeah, I never would have expected her to be the type."
"Same."
As the mother and son walked upstairs, they ran into Greg. Actually, Connor tackled Greg, seeing him near the lockers.
"Ahh! Connor, get off!"
"No, tell me everything!" Connor said, bear-hugging Greg on the floor. Sneha watched, laughing at the sight of two eighteen-year-old high school boys wrestling each other on the dirty floor. She, as the only adult, knew that she should stop them, but knowing both of them, she knew it'd be over quickly.
"FINE! LET GO!" Greg cried, as Connor loosened his grip. "Fuck! Why are you so fucking strong?"
"Genetics, BITCH!"
*WHACK*
Sneha gave Connor a whack across his head, giving him the mom stare.
"OW! Sorry."
"Give Greg a hand, and get out of the hallway." Sneha said to Connor, swaying her hips as she walked away.
Connor helped Greg onto his feet, then helped him pick up things he'd dropped. They followed his mother to her office.
"Okay, spill," Connor said as they settled into the office.
"She gave me and Keith a blowjob; that's about it," Greg confessed.
"Oh, come on. That's a boner killer, there must've been more."
"Yeah, I'm curious too. Tell us the details," Sneha interrupted.
"Okay, she let both Keith and me feel her tits. They were big, not big as Katie's, but big and really firm." Greg explained. "She has amazing nipples, too."
"She let both of us record her giving blowjobs," Greg added.
"Wait, really?!" Connor asked, his jaw dropping.
"Yeah." Greg pulled out his phone, showing both Connor and Sneha the video. "She's really slutty."
"Greg, I'm happy for you and all, but don't you think it's a little risky?" Sneha asked, looking at Greg. "I mean, it's great that Camila let you both do that, but what if he finds out?"
Sneha was clearly referring to Camila's boyfriend.
"He's suspended right now, so he's not going to find out. I wouldn't worry too much, Ms. Peters."
"I hope you're right." Sneha said, holding Greg's face. "I don't want your sweet face to get pummeled into a bloody mess."
"Same goes for Keith."
"We'll be careful," Greg promised.
"What are you guys doing?" Abhi asked as he entered his mother's office.
"Camila giving Greg a blowjob." Connor answered. "Come, check out her sweet tits."
Abhi walked over to his brother, watching the video, before giving Greg a high five. "Damn, way to go, Greg."
The three teens watched the video, conversing with each other, as Sneha did some quick work. Soon, Greg left, going home, leaving just the two brothers and their mother in the room.
"Abhi, you remember Jazz, right?" Connor asked. "We had her in biology sophomore year, and gym freshman year and last year."
"The black girl with the hot bod?"
Connor nodded.
"Yeah, why?"
"Me and Mom saw her in Wright's office."
"Okay, and?"
"No, we walked in on them."
Abhi's eyes went wide, looking at his brother. "You caught them having sex?!"
"No. When Mom knocked on his door, we heard muffled noises. Like the ones you'd hear, if someone's in a panic," Connor said. "When she came out, she looked flustered, like really flustered.
"Like, Mom, after we walked in on her and Dad having sex, flustered." Connor added.
"Hey!" Sneha interrupted. "I wasn't flustered."
"Uh huh," both brothers said, turning to their mother quickly.
"Wait, so you guys think Jazz and Wright are doing it?"
"YES!" Connor exclaimed. "Not only that, Wright didn't get up the entire time that Mom talked to him. Not once."
"WOAH!" Abhi said, shocked. "That's..woah. I don't know what to say."
"Right!!"
"But it's not like we can do anything. I mean, Mom is basically doing the same thing."
"True."
"Let's leave it alone, or we might run into a massive problem," Sneha said, walking over to her sons with her bag in hand. "Let's go home."
"Yeah, you're right," Connor said, taking his mom's bag, holding it for her.