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The afternoon sun beat down on the school terrace, transforming the normally monotonous space into an impromptu stage for an intimate spectacle. Kanoko, her chestnut hair disheveled and her face flushed, straddled my lap, her moans echoing softly against the warm concrete. Her school uniform skirt was hiked up, revealing her black lace lingerie, and her ample breasts bounced with every movement.
"Ah, Marco… faster…" she whispered, her voice thick with lust.
I obliged, increasing the rhythm of my thrusts, feeling the tight warmth of her vagina envelop me. The terrace, usually a place for students to rest, was now our private playground.
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!
"Uhn, fuck, yeah aahhhnn~~…"
"FUCK!!! Cum already!!!"
She came for the second time.
Splurt… Splurt… Splurt…
Suddenly, the terrace door burst open, revealing the slender figure of Kyoko Hayashi, the English teacher. Her glasses slipped slightly down her nose, and her brown eyes widened as she witnessed the explicit scene.
"Marco! Kanoko! What are you two doing here?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with shock and disbelief.
Kanoko, still panting, hid her face against my back, while I adjusted myself, trying to cover as much as possible with Kanoko's skirt.
"Kyoko-sensei, it's not what you think…" I began, but the sentence died in my throat.
Kyoko, despite the initial shock, didn't seem exactly horrified. There was an undeniable curiosity in her gaze, a flicker of desire that shone for a brief moment.
"It's not what I think?" she repeated, her voice laced with sarcasm. "You're having sex on the school terrace, in broad daylight. I think that's pretty clear."
An awkward silence settled over us, broken only by Kanoko's heavy breathing. Kyoko, after a moment of hesitation, closed the door behind her and approached slowly.
"Well, since I interrupted, I think I deserve an explanation," she said, crossing her arms.
Kanoko, still blushing, stood up and began to adjust her uniform skirt. "It's complicated,sensei. But, basically, Marco is… irresistible."
Kyoko raised an eyebrow, but didn't argue. Instead, her gaze fixed on me, and a mischievous smile played on her lips.
"Irresistible, huh?" she repeated, her voice loaded with double entendre. "I think I'll have to verify that for myself."
Before I could respond, she stepped closer and kissed me, an intense and passionate kiss that took my breath away. Her lips were soft and inviting, and her tongue explored my mouth with surprising boldness.
Kanoko, watching the scene with a mix of surprise and excitement, began to unbutton Kyoko's blouse, revealing the black lace bra that hid her ample breasts. Kyoko, unfazed by the interruption, continued to kiss me, her agile fingers unbuttoning my pants.
In a matter of seconds, we were all naked, our bodies entwined in a warm, wet embrace. Kyoko, with her experience and boldness, took control, guiding our movements with surprising mastery.
She kissed me again, a deep and prolonged kiss, while her hands explored my body, touching every curve and crevice with millimeter precision. Kanoko, not wanting to be left out, began to kiss my neck, nibbling and sucking on the soft skin.
Kyoko guided me to the terrace wall, pressing me against the hot concrete. She knelt in front of me, her brown eyes fixed on mine, and began to lick my cock, sucking and nibbling with a voracity that made me groan with pleasure.
Kanoko, not wanting to miss the fun, knelt beside Kyoko and began to lick my testicles, sucking and nibbling with the same intensity. The warmth of their mouths enveloped me, taking me to a state of ecstasy.
Kyoko, after a few minutes of delicious torture, stood up and guided me back to the center of the terrace. She lay down on the floor, opening her legs and inviting me with a seductive look. Kanoko, not wanting to miss her turn, lay down on top of Kyoko, opening her legs in the same way.
I, feeling the excitement overwhelm me, positioned myself between the two and began to thrust, alternating between their tight, warm vaginas. Their moans and cries of pleasure echoed across the terrace, mixing with the sound of my thrusts.
Kyoko, with her eyes fixed on mine, began to guide my movements, whispering obscene words and encouraging my thrusts. Kanoko, not wanting to be left behind, began to gyrate her hips, tightening and loosening her vagina around my cock.
The rhythm increased, and our bodies moved in sync, as if we were dancing an erotic dance. The moans and cries of pleasure intensified, and the terrace air became charged with lust.
Kyoko, feeling the orgasm approaching, squeezed my buttocks, guiding my thrusts with more precision. Kanoko, not wanting to miss the wave, began to scream my name, tightening and loosening her vagina around my cock with more intensity.
I, feeling the orgasm overwhelm me, screamed their names, cumming inside their tight, warm vaginas. The hot, thick liquid spurted inside them, filling them with my semen.
Kyoko and Kanoko screamed with pleasure, their bodies trembling with the intensity of the orgasm. The terrace, once an improvised stage, was now a battlefield where lust and pleasure had won.
After a few minutes of rest, Kyoko stood up and began to dress, while Kanoko was still lying on the floor, panting and smiling.
"Well, Marco," Kyoko said, buttoning her blouse. "I think you passed the test. But don't get used to it, this won't happen again."
She gave me a quick kiss and left the terrace, dripping cum down her inner thigh, leaving me with Kanoko, who was still smiling.
"She liked it," Kanoko said with a mischievous smile. "I think we have a new member for your 'harem."
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