Chapter 1163 Fingers
Chapter 1163 Fingers
The teacher's ample bosoms, swollen and jiggling under the running water, caused her pink nipples to stiffen. Below, her pubic hair clung tightly to her lower abdomen, revealing two thick and plump labia, tightly sealed like clamshells, concealing the entrance to her mysterious cavern. Her slender fingers gently pressed on her lips, sensing a budding sensation within, as viscous honey trickled down. Her gaze grew hazy and seductive, lips parting with silent sighs.
Having finished tidying up the kitchen, Kevin anxiously awaited on the sofa in the living room. It was only a little past seven in the evening; the prime time with his cousin had yet to begin. Holding the remote control, he kept flipping channels while thoughts of his cousin's alluring figure clouded his mind. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and Audrey emerged, clad in a black nightgown, accentuating her graceful curves. Her skin resembled smooth cream, flushed with warmth, akin to a blooming peony. Two ample and rounded bosoms filled out the nightgown tightly, revealing glimpses of snowy flesh through the neckline, and two erect pink nipples visible beneath. The hem of the nightgown exposed a pair of fair and sleek legs, encased in triangle panties outlining the plush mound at the base of her thighs, hinting at a camel toe.
"Sis, are you finished washing up?" Observing the mature body of the beautiful teacher before him, Kevin couldn't help his racing heart, the heat coursing through his veins, parching his throat, his manhood fervently rising, eyes darting over her voluptuous form, unsure where to fixate.
Initially somewhat bashful, Audrey, seeing Kevin's goofy expression, felt a twinge of sweetness in her heart as she lightly chuckled, "Alright, your teacher will fulfill her promise. You can make any requests, but let's not get carried away." The much-anticipated moment for an extensive "health care" session had arrived. While he had fantasized about many scenarios, when the time had finally come, Kevin found himself at a loss. After pondering for a while, he tentatively said, "Sis, could you wear your usual school uniform?"
"Of course." Audrey paused, then smiled faintly. "What's so special about the uniform? You've seen it before."
"No, there's more to it." Kevin gasped. "No bra or panties underneath, and put on the black stockings I gave you. I find it particularly seductive."
Briefly considering her attire of solely a shirt and skirt, Audrey's face flushed. It seemed she had underestimated Kevin; he was quite the player. Nevertheless, the request wasn't outrageous. Nodding and biting her lip, she replied, "Alright, anything else?"
"Well, how about I call you Mrs. Johnson later on? It adds to the ambiance," Kevin swallowed, frequenting fantasies of making love with a teacher in a classroom. While he had toyed with the idea of reenacting the scenario at home, he deemed it too risky, opting to relinquish the tempting notion instead.
"You little rascal, your mind is full of such lewd thoughts." Audrey blushed deeper, casting a sly glance at Kevin, suddenly recalling the erotic comics of teachers and students she had confiscated from Felix's tablet. Teachers, bare-bottomed in stockings, being penetrated from behind by students in classrooms—Kevin had surely entertained similar fantasies. Furthermore, she had dreamt of being ravished by a group of students in a classroom, a scenario that both thrilled and shamed her upon reflection, a stark departure from her previous dreams. It was all Kevin's doing.
"Wait here, I'll go change." Audrey turned and entered the bedroom, shedding her gown to reveal her swaying bosoms akin to ripe pomelos. Selecting a shirt and skirt ensemble from the wardrobe along with the stockings, she slid the flesh-colored stockings up her legs, the absence of underwear leaving her crotch in intimate contact with the sheer fabric. The sensation felt peculiar, her lower body devoid of coverage. Especially with the stockings being highly transparent, the dark patch of pubic hair beneath was prominently visible, sending a rush of heat through her and prompting her to hastily don a black hip-hugging skirt to conceal her tantalizing form. Donning a white shirt, sans a bra, her perky nipples brushed against the fabric, eliciting waves of pleasure.
Surveying herself in the dressing mirror, the absence of a bra accentuated her hefty bosoms in the semi-transparent shirt, making her nipples and even the areolas clearly visible. Audrey couldn't help but ponder the response of the male students if she were to teach dressed this way. She imagined they would all be left blushing and enthralled.
With her outfit changed, Audrey stood at the bedroom door, feeling an unexpected nervousness about meeting Kevin in the living room. She chided herself for being unable to relax, realizing this wasn't the first time she and Kevin had been intimate. Since Kevin desired to indulge in fantasies of liaisons with a teacher, why not indulge him? After all, she was a teacher herself.
Taking a deep breath, her weighty bosoms rising and falling beneath the shirt, she then opened the bedroom door and stepped out.
In the living room, Kevin anxiously awaited her arrival. Upon witnessing Audrey's entrance in a white silk blouse, a black hip-hugging skirt, and the black stockings he had given her, he was left dumbfounded. Her slender, shapely legs wrapped in the alluring stockings appeared even more provocative in her black high heels. Her already statuesque figure exuded elegance and allure, her hair simply tied back, emanating a mature and dignified aura, exuding myriad charms of a sophisticated woman.
"Sis, you're truly beautiful," Kevin marveled, his mouth drying, stuttering slightly.
"Hmm..." Audrey's expression turned slightly stern as she glanced at Kevin, adopting an air of authority. "Kevin, who am I to you? Address me as Mrs. Johnson."
"Oh, Mrs. Johnson, my apologies." Kevin blinked, noticing Audrey's faint smile, realizing she had fully embraced the role. He quickly rose, admitting, "I mistook you for someone else."
"Mistook me? Seems like you've been daydreaming during class again." Audrey huffed lightly, striding towards him with her alluring black stockings-clad legs. "Are you up to your wild thoughts again? Come on, be honest."
"No, Mrs. Johnson, I really wasn't thinking anything," Kevin protested with a look of innocence.
"In that case, take off your pants. Let me have a look." Amused by the game, Audrey found it thrilling and engaging, more so than mere lovemaking. Kevin, she realized, was quite the player.
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