Modified Adverts Ch. 06

Literotic asexstories – Modified Adverts Ch. 06 by Jason_T,Jason_T Modified Adverts Chapter 06

Summary: Jason Atkins was a 18-year-old freshman in college. Using his knowledge, he modified the ads and media programs consumed by college students and teachers, including his own Mother and sister. This story chronicled the women’s gradual change, without anyone realizing.

This chapter deals with the aftermath of the presentation (Chapter 05). A new love interest shows up.

Updates on Gold Coast High (GCH)

“Fuck yeah… that’s it… deeper… you can take it… oh yeah…”

Marissa wrapped her lips tightly around her brother’s cock, and repeatedly plunged deeper, as her brother praised her cocksucking skills.

“MMMMmmmmm…” She moaned, satisfied at her own accomplishments.

“Fuuuuuck… that feels so good sis…” Marissa’s brother moaned.

Marissa’s head continued to bob up and down her brother’s cock. The entire scene was silent except for the obscenely loud slurping sounds of a wet, sloppy blowjob.

The door creaked open slowly, their mom popped into view.

“Very good, Marissa. You can already go half way down. Why don’t you finish him off? Dinner’s almost ready. Then after dinner, I’ll teach you how to deepthroat your brother all the way down to the base,” said Marissa’s mom.

Marissa increased her pace, accompanied by the increasingly louder moans of her brother, as he approached his impending orgasm.

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Later in campus, Marissa was happily sharing with the girls how later that night, her mother taught her how to suck her brother’s cock properly. She was very impressed to see her mom went all the way down to the base of her brother’s shaft. She even extended her tongue to lick her son’s balls. Her brother couldn’t hold it any longer, and began ejaculating less than a minute after her Mom began deepthroating him. She dutifully swallowed every drop, never causing a mess.

Next, her Mom showed off another skill – Edging. Marissa watched intently as her mom sucked her brother back to rock hard, teased him to the brink of orgasm and then withdrew, never allowing him to cum. She did it over and over again. Her brother kept begging for release, but her mom never relented. In the end, having decided she had teased her son long enough, Marissa’s mom sucked her brother into an epic orgasm, rewarding him for the excruciating sexual torture. Marissa said she hoped she could be as good as her mother someday.

Her mom suggested Marissa could sleep with her brother, share the same bed every night, so she could have more time to practice sucking off her brother. Both siblings agreed enthusiastically. Marissa even offered to practice her blowjob skills on him when he’s either playing video games or calling his friends.

The girls then went on to discuss the progress in the interactions with their respective brothers. There had been a few incidents where they nearly got caught by their parents. But that just made the situation so much more exciting.

Kaitlin’s brother had been dry-fucking her in the kitchen every chance he got. Kaitlin didn’t avoid it. Instead, she actively encouraged her brother. Daring him to fuck her whenever their parents were nearby.

Taylor’s brothers brought her into the deep end of their pool, but never allowed her to swim. Instead, they sandwiched her, gliding their cocks along her pussy and ass underwater. When their parents asked, Taylor would say they were teaching her how to float in deep water. It wasn’t easy, so she was struggling to learn, which was why they spent more time standing still and not swimming.

After swimming, they went to the hot tub to relax. Taylor would give both brothers handjobs. Since the tub was full of air bubbles on the surface, it was impossible to see what was going on underneath. The brothers were still holding on to Taylor’s bikinis, so she had to stay underwater in case anyone realize she was naked.

Taylor would stroke her brothers’ cocks until their parents went inside. Then, the brothers would sit on the top of the tub, their cocks above the water level. Taylor would obediently take turns jerking their cocks into orgasms. She would let one brother ejaculate in her bikini, while the other brother would get to cum in her bikini thong.

After the handjob, Taylor would wear the cum-soaked bikini and walk back into the house. The brothers told her to leave the cum stains on her body for the entire day, sort of an intimate siblings game. Taylor obeyed, even though she wasn’t forced to.

Summer and her sister had begun giving their brother footjobs at home. Beneath the dining table during dinner, and even in the living room after dinner. They sat on the same couch, and used a duvet to cover up what they were doing.

They especially liked to tease their brother in restaurants. The three of them would frequently go out for meals. They intentionally went to restaurants with female waitresses. While their brother ordered their food with the waitress, the sisters would give him double-handjobs underneath the table. They loved to watch him squirm as he his best to stay still while talking to the waitress. And when the girls were feeling extra mischievous, they would stroke him until he ejaculated, while he was still talking to the waitress. Then they watched gleefully as their brother apologized to the waitress for his weird behaviour. There were a few incidents when the waitresses smiled amusingly, fully aware of what was going on.

The four girls began planning on how to ask their brothers to let them practice how to suck their cocks.

During the discussion, the camera casually dropped underneath the table, offering viewers a gratuitous view of the girls’ legs, all of them encased in very short skirts and high heels – the latest trend in college fashion. All girls had their legs crossed, their skirts riding up their thighs, revealing even more of their smooth creamy skin.

I was fairly confident almost everyone in college was watching my edited version of GCH. It had become very common to feature erotic sex scenes in every episode, on top of all the girls wearing very revealing fashion, including the female teachers. Recently, I had begun introducing incest scenes. Incest was a secret sexual fantasy which many young adults enjoy, but were ashamed to admit to it publicly. My data showed many viewers kept replaying the incest scenes over and over again.

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After The Presentation

Mom and I were just about to enter our car to leave, when we saw Principal Anderson approached us. Her breasts bounced seductively with each step she took. They bounced so much I was worried they would pop out from her bra at any moment. It made me wonder how good would it feel to have my cock nestled between the valley of those two soft pillows.

“Ms Atkins, I wanted to tell this to you in person. I enjoyed working with your son. He is very special, and he has a very good vision for the college. I’m fairly certain the rest of the Board would agree with me.”

Mom had taken off her coat and hung it on the hanger in the car. Her blouse was sheer, revealing her impressive large breasts supported by a lace bra. The lace bra material was quite thin. The dark circles of her areolas could be seen easily.

Her skirt rode up her legs when she bent down a little into the car, revealing her creamy upper thighs. There was nothing wrong with what she was wearing, but this would be the first time she appeared in such revealing attire in the presence of someone else other than Anna and I.

“Thank you, Mrs Anderson. Jason has informed me of your involvement in his project. I’m glad he is in good hands.” Mom replied with a radiant smile.

Mrs Anderson struggled a little to avert her gaze away from my Mom’s attire. She seemed to be focusing on her boobs, most likely on the dark circles of Mom’s areolas.

“Yes. Jason has shown he possesses visionary ideologies, far better than most of the senior students in this college. You must be really proud of him.” Mrs Anderson beamed.

“If you don’t mind, can you tell me how did you manage to raise Jason to be so intelligent?” My hot principal asked.

“I have been involved in my children’s education at home for quite some time now,” my Mom explained. “It seemed we are no longer able to fully depend on the education system to educate our younger generation. We as parents must get involved, to teach our children the subjects and knowledge which the schools are unable to teach. Such as Sexual Education.”

Mom had just repeated the talking points of my modified ads back at Mrs Anderson. Principal Anderson nodded in agreement.

“Nowadays, it is very difficult to find parents who understand the hardships of teachers. We are burdened with so much work, we can only teach limited knowledge to our classes. And you are right about Sexual Education. That is one of the areas where I admit we have been lacking. It’s good to see parents stepping up and help.”

Principal Anderson was clearly convinced by my ads as well.

“In the beginning, I didn’t know how dire the situation was,” Mom elaborated. “Until I overheard the podcast the other day when they talked about parents who were more comfortable in discussing topics related to sex and sexuality with their children. They were very open about it, they even talked about sexual desires and sex acts.

Their survey showed children who grew up in a family who discuss sexual topics openly were at least six times more likely to have a healthy, intimate, enjoyable sexual relationship with their partners, and the partners were highly probable to commit to stay with them for life.

It was also proven that children who openly discuss sexual topics with their parents tend to have less unwanted pregnancies, less abusive relationships, less social problems.”

Mrs Anderson nodded. “Yes, I had read about your concerns in the magazines as well. I agree with what you said. Open discussion with parents about sexual topics has huge benefits. If only we have more parents who were as understanding as you are.”

Mom smiled in return.

“Anyways, I have another reason for approaching you today,” said Principal Anderson. “How do you feel about joining our college, both as a teacher and board member? Currently there is a vacancy, and we have been looking for someone who understands the challenges of modern-day education. You seem to fit the criteria.”

Mom was stunned. None of us expected the offer.

“First of all, thank you for the offer. I have to admit I did not expect this at all. I have some opinions about how to properly educate our future generations, but to teach them? Maybe that’s not such a bad idea at all. Perhaps I can help educate them like how I educate my kids at home. Can I have some time to think about your offer? I’d like to discuss with my family first.” Mom asked.

“Of course, I understand. It’s important to listen to your kids’ opinions as well.” Mrs Anderson replied.

Mrs Anderson noticed Anna in the back seat. She leaned down to talk to her.

“Hello, Anna. Your brother gave a very good presentation. And it seems like you have a very good mother as well. The two of you are very lucky to have her as a parent. So, what do you think about your mother becoming a teacher in your college?” Mrs Anderson asked.

Anna was still in her post-orgasmic bliss. Earlier, when we arrived at campus before the presentation (Chapter 05), Anna was still masturbating. Her orgasm was approaching, so she asked us to go ahead without her, while she chased her much-desired orgasm. When we left her in the car, her fingers were busy playing with her pussy lips and her clit. Her other hand was squeezing her own nipples.

I had no idea how many times did she cum. But I’m guessing a lot. Because when we opened the door, the heavy, musky smell of sex escaped from the interior.

Anna slumped lazily on the back seat. Her legs were still spread, her pussy was bright red. Her body spasmed occasionally, and there was a huge puddle of clear liquid on the floor mat, evidence of her liquid discharge.

When Mrs Anderson was talking to Mom, Anna struggled to sit up. When Mrs Anderson leaned into the car to speak to her, Anna was still almost-naked. Her blouse remained unbuttoned, baring both her boobs. Her legs were still spread, her skirt above her hips, her pussy revealed for all to see.

“I umm… sounds good I guess? I mean, we clearly need more teachers to educate the students, so if Mom can handle a bunch of immature college students, should be alright.” Anna replied. Mrs Anderson continued to talk to Anna. She did not mention anything at all about Anna’s disheveled appearance.

When Mrs Anderson leaned down, her posture caused more of her breasts to escape her bra, and subsequently the unbuttoned neckline of her blouse. Her breasts rose above her bra so much, her areolas were beginning to peek out.

I could feel my cock growing hard at the delightful sight. I couldn’t stop staring. Mrs Anderson continued to lean down. In fact, I could have sworn she arched her chest just a little, so even more of her areolas could be seen by me.

My psychology teacher Ms Artertone picked that moment to show up. She exchanged pleasantries with all of us. Then, Mom and Mrs Anderson began discussing about Mom’s responsibilities and salary, if she accepted the offer. Ms Artertone bent down to talk to Anna, who was listening in on the conversation the entire time. She knew Anna because Anna was in a few of her classes.

Ms Artertone talked to her for a few moments. Similarly, she did not mention anything about Anna’s attire nor her exposed privates.

When she bent over, Ms Artertone’s very short dress rode up her thighs, revealing her soft but firm ass cheeks. The tiny fabric of her thong barely covered her pussy, parts of her pink lips peeked out from the sides.

My hard dick had begun to pulse randomly at the scene. I continued to stare at my hot teacher’s partially exposed ass, aiming my throbbing dick directly at her. Part of my mind was urging me to step forward and grind my crotch into her ass.

I turned my head sideways. Mrs Anderson and my Mom was still engaged in conversation, but Mrs Anderson’s eyes seemed to be focused on my crotch, where my erection was very obvious. When my Mom wasn’t paying attention, Mrs Anderson looked at me and gave me a teasing smile, sort of a “I-know-what-you’re-looking-at” kind of smile. Mom continued her conversation with Mrs Anderson, so I continued my voyeuristic admiration of Ms Artertone’s delightful ass, fully aware my hot principal was looking at me, or more specifically, my throbbing phallus.

Before we parted, we gave each other hugs. When my hot principal hugged me, she whispered into my ear:

“You naughty boy.” She whispered in a very cockteasing tone.

When Ms Artertone hugged me, she also whispered:

“I hope you enjoyed the view, you little perv. I could feel your eyes on my ass the moment I bend over,” She kissed me lightly on the cheek.

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Ads Update: Cross-Gender Intimacy

Women were taught about the importance of cross-gender interaction with their children. This included the interactions of mom-son, dad-daughter, brother-sister. Research had concluded children tend to form much closer bond with the parental figure of their opposite gender.

It was deemed normal for sons to be seen much closer with their moms, and daughters behave more intimate with their dads.

Christian podcast hosts discussed and admitted it happened naturally, only God knew why. Male hosts shared their experience of daughters preferring to stick with them, they liked to stay close, initiate cuddling. Female hosts concurred; their sons tend to approach them for help instead of going to their husbands.

Women were encouraged to take the first step and show more affection to their sons and fathers. For far too long, men were always expected to make the first move. Feminism encouraged women to break the trend. Be assertive, take initiative.

Female hosts admit this gesture produced significant improvements. Their sons seemed happier, more than willing to open themselves up. They shared their own experience. One host offered to cuddle next to her son while watching tv every evening. She demonstrated on her male host, wrapping her hands around his arm, leaned her head onto his shoulders and pressing her body into him. Her boobs were squashed visibly into his arm, implying her son experienced the same affection at home.

Another host, who lounged in her backyard every weekend, asked her son to apply sunscreen on her body. She casually mentioned she untied her micro bikini to offer him easier access, and specifically asked her son not to miss any spot. The hosts reported that relationship with their sons improved drastically. They encouraged daughters to do the same to their fathers.

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Ads Update: Male Erections Are Normal

I had begun introducing ads which promoted the normalization of male erections. With the new wave of feminism being more widely accepted, men were expected to meet women in revealing attire more frequently. While there is nothing wrong with the interaction, women were reminded to be mindful of the side effects of the new movement.

I introduced erections as simply a biological reaction of male’s bodies. Setting the modern-day jokes and memes aside, all men do indeed have the problem of random erections. When men come across something sexually arousing, their mind would be filled with lustful thoughts. Their physical bodies would react in a sexual manner, indicating they would like to engage in sexual interaction with the female in front of them.

This interaction and reaction could be traced all the way back to the prehistoric era. Although humans had progressed significantly, there was still no solution to random male erections. It was encoded into men’s DNA. There was simply no way to stop them.

Therefore, the modified ads and programs asked women to be understanding to men. Erections were something they couldn’t control no matter how hard they try. Next, women were advised to view erections as simply a complement. A silent admiration of women’s daring resolve, their confidence to proudly flaunt their womanly figure in their fight for female rights. An approval of the new feminism trend.

I also introduced ads which promoted erections from the point of good health. The ads explained erections as a physical sign of the male body being in good working condition. The hard phallus sticking out, as well as the random throbbing, demonstrated the male body’s ability to deliver blood to the organ, as well as the strength of the muscle tissues, able to harden the entire length for long periods of time.

There were “health experts” who recommended, if possible, women should help the men in their household to maintain constant erections all day. It would help the important organs in the male body to remain functioning regularly.

There were “relationship experts” who advised since it was healthy for men to have erections, therefore women should take up the habit of “teasing” their men into erections regularly. They encouraged women to wear revealing, sexually-stimulating attire for men, and to engage in intimate physical interaction. They also encouraged women to learn how to talk dirty, use double-meaning words, and learn how to cocktease verbally. All for the sake of good health.

Talk show hosts recommended mothers to sexually tease their sons to constant erections everyday, while encouraging daughters to do the same for their fathers.

“Allow the men to wake up with a strong, hard, throbbing erection, maintain it throughout the day, and go to bed with it as well. Of course, there will certainly be times when the men would unable to hold back any longer, lose control and ejaculate, but that is expected.

What women can do is to offer their moral and physical support. If the men had crossed the point of no return, and is on the brink of orgasm, please help them go through the process. Use your hands or your body to offer the men some comfort. Help them condition their bodies, so when they ejaculate, they would discharge the maximum amount of stress from their bodies. Having their women by their side helping them at their most vulnerable moment would contribute significantly to improving intimacy between each other.

And after the men had completely discharged their load, offer to clean up their residual loads near their genitals. Gently massage their member, and when possible, use your mouth to massage them back to rock hard.

Men are always at their best with a visible, hard throbbing erection.”

One host talked about how her son approached her whenever he felt he couldn’t hold on any longer and wished to discharge. She would bring him to the toilet, where they would embrace and touch each other intimately. The hosts would use her hands to pleasure her son’s hard erection and sensitive balls, while her son explored her body with his hands. She claimed her son was able to experience more intense orgasms whenever they were physically intimate.

Guest speakers talked about college trends where female teachers took the initiative to cocktease their male students into visible hardons all day in class. Female students did the same to male students and male teachers. The feedback was very positive. Teachers reported student attendance improved, so did grades.

All my subsequent edited media featured more and more obvious erections in all settings.

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Ads Update: Masturbation is Healthy

These ads focused on promoting masturbation as a healthy activity. “Health experts” explained male sexual organs’ sole purpose was to mate and procreate. Testicles produce semen constantly, with the expectation they would be discharged regularly everyday. In older times, it was normal for men to engage in sexual activities all day, experiencing sexual discharge multiple times a day.

Historians showed cave drawings which depicted men having sex with female family members all day, including their mothers and daughters. There were even drawings depicting mothers teaching their daughters how to perform sexual acts onto their fathers or brothers.

However, times were different nowadays. Life was much more stressful. There would be not enough time to have sex. In fact, it was much more difficult to look for a suitable partner to have sex with. And so, masturbation was the alternative method many people used to relieve stress.

While technology had advanced by leaps and bounds, men’s bodies did not evolve much. They still required constant discharge of sexual fluid regularly everyday.

Women were advised to be more sympathetic to men. Men already had enough problems with random erections which they couldn’t control. One of the most effective method was to masturbate and discharge. And so, the ads recommended women to be more accommodating about men masturbating. Instead of chastising them, women should offer support. Either offering assistance to help them ejaculate, or to give them some privacy to masturbate peacefully.

Colleges had begun implementing new guidelines incorporating masturbation. Many female teachers who supported the new feminism trend, begun wearing more revealing attire to class. Male students who couldn’t control their bodies’ sexual urges any longer, they could request for masturbation breaks. They were allowed to go to toilets to ejaculate in private. There were even cases of female students requesting for masturbation breaks.

For students who were on the brink of ejaculation and unable to make it to the toilet, steps have been taken to allow them to ejaculate comfortably in class, without creating a mess. Tissues were provided generously. Some colleges even prepared masturbation privacy corners in every classroom, so the students could ejaculate comfortably in private.

The latest trend was a college which made modifications to the masturbation corner. They covered up the corner for privacy, but made a small cutout, so the person inside could still see the class in front. The idea was for the student to be able to continue staring at the teacher while he brought himself to orgasm. The teachers could also help by offering visual aids, striking seductive poses for the student’s viewing pleasure so they could experience a more intense sexual release. The idea was a rousing success. The college hoped it would inspire others to follow their trend.

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The Drive Home

On our way home, my erection was still rock hard and throbbing because of Mrs Anderson and Ms Artertone’s attire. I couldn’t control myself any longer.

“Mom?”

“Yes Jason?”

“I’m a little… umm… uncomfortable right now… down there… Can i… can i umm… can I take it out?”

“Of course, sweetie. Go ahead. There’s tissue in the glovebox if you need to discharge.”

I immediately unzipped and fished out my cock. I let it throb a few times, enjoying the sudden freedom from restraint. I began stroking it, spreading the precum on the tip all the way down the shaft.

Mom was struggling a little to concentrate on her driving. She kept stealing glances. Anna leaned forward from behind for a closer look. I could see her eyes follow my hand as I moved up and down my shaft, stroking it passionately.

To further stimulate myself, I turned and stared at Mom’s naked thighs. Mom saw where I was looking. She grabbed the hemline of her already-short skirt and pulled them upwards, rewarding me with a tantalizing view of her entire creamy white upper thighs, all the way to her hip, as well as a peek at her tiny little panties.

I couldn’t control myself and moaned out loud. “Thanks, Mom.”

“You’re welcome, honey.” Mom replied, giggling softly.

Anna decided to go one step further. She reached forward, and began undoing the buttons on Mom’s blouse.

“Anna? What are you doing? I’m driving here.” Mom asked curiously, but she didn’t stop her daughter from undoing her buttons.

“Jason needs more stimulation. I’m helping him.” Anna replied nonchalantly.

Having undone all the buttons, my sister spread Mom’s blouse aside, revealing her naked upper half body clad in only her lace bra. Anna then reached behind and did that magic trick which only women knew – unclasping the bra through their blouse.

Having released Mom’s bra, Anna maneuvered the bra and released Mom’s tits, her nipples stood proudly erect. I groaned even more.

Anna then undressed herself. She leaned forward and pressed her arms inwards, pushing her naked boobs together, creating a deep line of cleavage, all for my viewing pleasure. I was speechless as I stared lecherously at two pairs of glorious naked tits, bouncing seductively everytime we went over a speed bump.

The interior was silent except for the lewd sound of my hand stroking my cock, coated in a thick layer of my precum, which was leaking out abundantly. I was in conflict. I desperately wanted to cum. My mind was full of visual cocktease which I had experienced for the past few hours. On the other hand, the highly erotic visuals in front of me was even more precious. I didn’t want it to end, so I tried to prolong my masturbation without cumming.

Without realizing, we had arrived home. Mom drove the car into the garage. I was still stroking my erection, trying my best not to orgasm.

Anna leaned forward and grabbed Mom’s breasts. She pinched her nipple, resulting in a yelp of surprise from Mom.

“Ohhh!! Anna??!! What… ooohhh…” Initially surprised, Mom immediately succumbed to the pleasure of her nipples being squeezed.

“Just hold on for a bit, Mom. Jason’s almost there.” Anna continued to grope Mom’s tits, paying more attention to her nipples. She alternated between flickering them up and down, and squeezing them between her thumb and index finger.

“OOHHhhhh… Oohhhh… aaaahhhh…” Mom couldn’t help but moaned in delight. She sat in the driver seat, allowing her daughter to continue playing with her nipples.

I could feel my orgasm approaching fast. I tried to reach for the tissues but it was too late.

“I’m cumming… I’m cumming!!!!!!… AAAAHHHH!!!!!! AAAAHHHH!!!!! OOOHHHHH!!!!! OOOHHHH!!!!!!! HHHAAAAHHHH!!!!!!! AAaaaahhhhh aaaahhhhh…”

That was one of the best orgasms I’ve had in recent days. The visual stimulation definitely helped. A lot. I could feel my entire body jerked forward everytime I shot a load. It was beyond intense.

After multiples ropes of fresh cum ejaculated, my cock shot its final load. I slumped into my seat, tired from the excursion. After I had regained enough strength to move, I tried my best to sit up and assessed my damage. In my haste to enjoy the pleasure of cumming, i had managed to cover both Mom and Anna with my jizz.

Mom had a few lines of thick cum across both her naked tits at an angle. One thick rope went higher, up her neck, and ended at her chin, just below her lower lip.

Anna also had a few ropes of cum on her naked body. Some travelled downwards, ending just above her clit hood.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to grab tissues but it happened so fast. I couldn’t control it.” I apologized.

“That’s… that’s okay.” Mom replied, sounding a little flustered. “You just need more practice to learn how to control yourself. Come, let’s get inside and clean ourselves.”

I left my cock hanging out as I left the car and entered the house. Although I had just orgasmed, my dick was still half erect, already on its way to full-hardon. Anna was staring at my package all the way in.

Once we’re inside, Mom immediately rushed into her bathroom. She was inside for quite a long time. There were sporadic but frequent sounds of loud sexual moans emanating from inside. Anna & I heard her clearly from our rooms.

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After Dinner (ACT Finals)

After dinner, we watched Amazing Christian Talents (ACT). It was the season finale. The brother-sister dance team performed their routine. The brother’s costume was very thin and tight. It molded to his generously endowed genitals.

In one dance move, the brother held his sister upside down, her face pressed between his legs. As the sister was about to come in contact with her brother’s crotch, she opened her lips wide. The impressive bulge of her brother’s throbbing erection went perfectly into her mouth in one smooth plunge. She seemed to seal her lips tight around the thick phallus, and the thin lycra of her brother’s pants which molded around it.

Up top, the sister’s legs were spread wide open in a horizontal line from toe to toe, a demonstration of her skillful precision muscle control. In this position, her crotch was at the same height as her brother’s mouth. Following the music’s rhythm, the couple turned slowly for the audience. The sister’s dance costume, a tight leotard, had just a tiny gusset between her legs. The narrow gusset was wedged completely into her pussy lips. She was practically naked. Her brother was facing downwards, so he was staring directly at his sister’s naked pussy right in front of his face.

The sister began to bend her legs, forming a deep bridge pose. The brother bent forward to place his sister’s feet on the ground. The sister’s lips, decorated in bright red lipstick, was still tightly wrapped around her brother’s shaft at the base. Earlier, while they were turning slowly to face the crowd, she used both her hands to hold on to her brother’s hips to hold herself steady. Then, she began to very discreetly pull her head away just a little from her brother’s hips, before pushing herself back in.

She was very subtly sucking her brother’s cock in mid-performance.

As the sister’s feet touched the ground, the brother bent forward together with her body. Their actions were very smooth and well-trained, but there was no denying it – in a span of a few seconds, both of them were in a very obscene 69 position on camera.

The brother pressed his lips right into the center of his sister’s nether lips. The movement of his jaw and hollowed-out cheeks very heavily implied that he was eating out his sister’s pussy, and his tongue penetrated deep into her hole.

Following the rhythm of the music, the brother’s right hand ran up seductively along his sister’s naked back, arriving at her ass, where he groped it passionately, sinking his fingers into the soft cheeks. Then he closed his eyes and slowly tilted his head backwards. His right hand snaked between both her ass cheeks, arriving at her pussy from behind. Then, he sank two digits into her wet pussy.

The sister was still sucking her brother’s phallus on camera, by now her actions were more obvious, but still excusable as part of the dance. The brother placed his left hand under her throat. Then, he slowly thrusted his hips back and forth, following the music. He had begun to fuck his sister’s mouth.

A few thrusts later, the brother and sister moved in unison. In a quick motion, the sister had rotated back to a standing position. They continued to dance.

The brother’s lycra pants, at the position where his erection was still obviously hard, there was a very visible red-coloured ring surrounding his dick, shaped like a mouth. Travelling upwards along the shaft was a cylinder shape of red-coloured smear, more evidence of the sister’s cocksucking prowess.

In their final move, the sister jumped into her brother, her legs wrapped around his hips, her crotch pressed deep into his. The brother went down on his knees, body leaned backwards at an angle, one hand reached behind, palm on the floor, supporting himself. At this height, it was low enough for the sister to stand up. But instead, with both her feet on the ground, she bent her knees in a half-squat pose, continued pressing her crotch tight against her brother’s.

Both their faces were close to each other. Their nose touched, their lips almost touched but didn’t. Their expression filled with unbridled sexual lust. The brother’s erection was still rock hard. In the pose, it was implied the sister bent her knees and impaled herself onto her brother’s lycra-covered hard cock. It was very subtle, but the sister thrusted her hips up and down to the rhythm of the beat. The brother moved his crotch as well, matching his sister’s thrusts.

They were fucking each other on camera.

The crowd went wild with a thunderous applause. All the judges stood up and applauded them. The couple remained in their highly erotic pose for a few moments while they tried to catch their breath. The cameras focused on their faces, full of sweat and breathing hard. But just to the edge of the frame, both of their hips were still thrusting against each other. The brother’s lycra-covered cock could be seen penetrating the sister’s pussy, splitting her vaginal lips open.

They were still fucking after their song ended.

Eventually, the applause faded. The couple slowly rose up to face the judges. The brother’s hard erection was still throbbing. It was now surrounded by a large puddle of crystal-clear liquid, left behind by his sister’s pussy juice. The liquid turned the thin lycra transparent. The camera could now capture his magnificent cock in much clearer detail. Thick veins along his long phallus could be made out through the semi-transparent lycra, so did his large crown head.

The brother-sister couple was later crowned champion, ahead of a young woman singer. The singer wore a sheer evening gown. Coupled together with the bright stage lights, she might as well be naked. She impressed everyone with her powerful vocals, and also her curvy body “hidden” beneath the sheer gown.

The singer moved her body along while singing. When she made sudden, powerful hand gestures, her braless tits bounced on camera. Capped with her darker areolas and pointy nipples, the sight was mesmerizing. When she moved her legs on stage, the camera caught very clear details of her shaved privates, highlighting the dark pink colour of her labia.

She moved her body like an experienced striptease dancer. There were moments where she turned her back to the crowd and began moving her ass seductively. She bent her knees and continued dancing, at times simulating the motions of fucking an invisible cock, thrusting her hips up and down. The gown she wore was sheer enough that there were moments when her naked pussy and asshole could be seen through the sheer material.

When she hit the high notes, she struck seductive poses with one hand between her legs, as if she had just brought herself to orgasm by playing with her pussy.

The female host appeared in a very revealing magenta tube dress. The top of the tube dress was designed to be worn very low. The straight-across neckline revealed the top half of her tits, forming a very deep cleavage, and offered peeks at her areolas rising above the neckline. Her nipples were at risk of peeking out everytime she breathed.

The hemline of the tube dress ended above her upper thighs, highlighting her very sexy long legs and smooth creamy thighs. Her legs were complemented with a pair of six-inch strappy fuck-me-stilettos. My cock throbbed excitedly everytime the camera zoomed-in, filling the entire screen with her legs, slowly panning up and down.

There were multiple cameras were aiming upwards at the hostess from below stage, so there were a few instances when the camera caught some delightful upskirt views. The hostess wore a very tiny thong. The tiny gusset wedged into her pussy, revealing her pussy lips on both sides.

From behind, the tube dress was barely long enough to cover her ass. A small portion of her ass cheeks peeked out from beneath the hemline. Everytime she took a step, even more of her naked ass cheeks were revealed, bouncing seductively left and right. There were very quick moments where the tiny string of her thong was visible, being wedged deep into her buns.

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Throughout the show, my hands were busy applying lotion on my Mom’s legs. By now, I had abandoned all pretense. When she lifted and rested both her legs on my lap, I instantly pushed the hemline of her nightie towards her hips.

I molested my Mom’s thighs in a very sexual manner, leaving no doubt as to what my true intentions were. I even lifted her up a little so I could grope her ass. She didn’t voice any objections, and made no efforts to stop me. When I massaged her inner thighs, my fingers would always “accidentally” come in contact with her panties, right exactly where her pussy was underneath it. Mom merely giggled at my obsession with her body.

Mom seemingly had gotten used to my erection between her thighs. By now, she sat much closer to me, so my erection was trapped between both her mid-thighs. She was practically by my side, wrapping her arms around my neck for support, and sometimes leaning her head on my shoulders.

If I looked downward, her partially naked breasts would be just in front of me, comfortably pressed together to form a deep cleavage line. Her mammaries rose and fell with every breath she took, so did her erect nipples. They were begging me to touch them, to succumb to my desires and molest them passionately.

I was still wearing my boxers, but I was sure she could feel the sexual heat emanating from my shaft. During the show, when the performances became too steamy, I would raise my hips, thrusting my cock up and down, effectively fucking my Mom’s thighs. Mom’s response was to push her thighs together, squeezing my dick to give me more pleasure.

Anna still sat at her favourite couch, her body facing me but she turned her head sideways to watch tv. She would pull up her night shirt, spread her legs wide, revealing her shaved pussy to Mom and I. Then, she would use her fingers to play with her pussy.

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Ads Update: Man Of The House Concept

These ads were tailored specifically for Mom and Anna. The ads promoted the concept of Man of the House.

Scientific studies made a startling discovery. Women tend to be happier and more successful when there was a man in their household. Somehow, having a man living under the same roof helped women to be emotionally stable. Surveys carried out on random women found majority of women prefer to live together with a man whom they could depend on.

Whenever they encountered problems, they tend to come up with many different ideas on how to solve, but could never agree on which idea to choose. In these cases, women would turn to their Man of the House to make the decision for them.

Even women in positions of authority shared the same opinion. While they were leaders in their respective line of work, they secretly admit they still preferred to have a Man in their household to help make decisions for them. Somehow, this arrangement helped make them feel calm at home, thus enabling them to perform better at work.

Man of the House didn’t have to be the eldest man in the household. He could be of any age, as long as he’s a Man. There were many cases of single mother families or families where both parents were mothers. They all trained their sons to become Man of the House. And they loved every moment of it.

Show hosts also discusses the sexual benefits of having a Man of the House. They all agreed the sex was phenomenal. Especially when the Man of the House was their son. Because they were sexually satisfied, they were motivated with lots of positive energy to perform better, and be a better person.

There were also discussions about Man of the House having sexual relationships with multiple females at the same time. They explained this as similar to animal herds, where it was normal for the leader of the herd to copulate with multiple females.

One female host talked about her son fucking both her elder sister and her at the same time. Another willingly shared her son with her daughter. Another had her son fucking the hot neighbour and the neighbour’s daughter.

I implanted these ideas so Mom and Anna could feel comfortable knowing eventually I would be fucking other girls apart from the two of them. Not only would they be okay with it, they would even feel sexually excited, knowing other women had the chance to enjoy my magnificent cock penetrating their bodies. They would even be open to the idea of inviting other women over and have kinky orgies together with me from time to time.

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Ads Update: Clothes Women Wear At Home (For Their Man)

These ads convinced women that the new wave of feminism starts at home. To be confident to flaunt their bodies in public, they must first flaunt them at home, for the viewing pleasure of the men in their house.

Women were encouraged to wear revealing clothes and high heels, to capture the attention of men, and to make them sport healthy erections all the time.

There were ads which showed Moms bringing their sons to go shopping for new lingerie, which they would wear at home for them. There were also daughters who brought along their daddies.

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Ads Update: Sexual Attraction to Me

These ads were directed towards Mom, Anna, and the women in college whom I interacted regularly. I wanted to fuck all of them.

Slowly but surely, the women would find me sexually desirable. When they see me, their mind would be filled with erotic sexual desires involving me and my hard cock.

They would develop the urge to seduce me, to make me develop sexual desires for them. They would use feminism as a perfect cover, to flaunt their bodies in revealing outfit, while expecting visible erections from me.

I also influenced them to take instructions from me. Whenever I gave suggestions, it would be difficult for them to say no. In fact, when they obey me, they would feel their bodies become aroused, they felt closer to sexual release just by obeying my command.

Eventually, the women would be open to the idea of sucking my cock, and willing to spread their legs for me, inviting me to pound their pussies and asses.

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Ads Update: Mom Referring to Herself in Third Person

This one is a little unique. Personally, I find it very hot when a mother refers to herself as “Mommy” when talking to her own son, especially when she has sexual desires for him.

I wanted Mom to have the same idea.

And so, I modified some programs for Mom. Whenever we talk in private, she would be encouraged to use “Mommy” when referring to herself, and to reduce the use of first-person “i”, eventually discarding it outright. But in public, she would continue to refer herself in first person.

She would have to take some effort to learn how to restructure her sentence so as to avoid using “i”. It’ll take time, but the result would be worth it for me.

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Evening Sexual Education

One night, the three of us were watching a movie. It had lots of sex scenes, including moms seducing and having sex with their sons, and daughters doing the same to their fathers. It was considered a normal family-friendly movie.

I was sexually groping Mom’s thighs (and fucking them with my boxers-covered cock). Anna sat with her legs spread, aiming her pussy at me, cockteasing me. It was just a regular evening for the three of us.

What was different that night, was Anna had stopped teasing me, and instead began masturbating with the intent of cumming.

Anna teased her clit hood until they peeled back to reveal her cute little clit. It grew hard and erect, standing proudly above her lips. Anna used her fingers to touch her clit, eliciting moans from herself.

Mom watched her daughter silently. Then, she said:

“Anna, try lubing your fingers with some of your own fluid. They look a little dry.”

“Huuuhh??…” Anna struggled to concentrate. “ohh… Okay…” She dipped her fingers into her wet entrance.

“Why does she need fluid on her fingers?” I asked innocently.

“It feels much better when it’s wet. Here, I’ll show you.” Mom lifted her legs up from my lap. She lifted her hips up to take off her underwear. Then she spread her legs wide, showing us her shaved privates. I moaned at the sight. Mom giggled naughtily.

“Try to control yourself, Jason. This is educational,” said Mom in a teasingly seductive tone.

Mom stroked her outer lips gently, until fluid started leaking out from her vagina. She then plunged both her index and middle finger inside herself. She lightly thrusted her fingers in and out until both her fingers were coated in her own crystal-clear fluid. Using her well-lubricated fingers, she began teasing her clit, which was erect. As her fingers teased the tip of her cute little knub, her mouth formed an “O”, emanating a silent moan.

My cock twitched uncontrollably as I watched Mom masturbate just next to me on the couch. Anna had come over to watch closer. She sat next to Mom on the other side.

Mom had begun to moan as her lubricated fingers continued to tease her nub. She alternated between rubbing her clit in circles, and flickering it back and forth. Anna paused her masturbating and watched intently.

Mom turned towards Anna.

“See what I just did? Be gentle with your own body. Caress it with passion until it rewards you with lube. Use the lube to give yourself more pleasure.” Mom resumed masturbating.

I was very turned on, and I couldn’t think straight. I wanted in on the action. So I tried my luck.

“Mom, your nipples seem harder than before. Does that happen to you everytime you umm… touch yourself?”

Mom nodded, her fingers never stopped their ministrations. I reached over slowly. Mom watched my hand as I slowly reached towards her nipple. I pinched it with my thumb and index finger.

“Oooohhhh…” Mom moaned loudly. I pulled the nipple away from her tit, releasing it and watched it bounced back to her. I captured it again and flickered it back and forth.

“OOhhhh… oooohhhh… yeeeesssss…” Mom continued to moan. With her fingers still stroking her clit, she inserted two digits from her other hand into her pussy, sliding them in and out.

“J… Jason… Please sss… please stop… I need to explain to Anna… ooohhhh…” Mom pleaded.

I stopped playing with her nipples. Mom took a few moments to calm herself down.

“As you can see, Anna, having your fingers lubed when playing with your clit make a whole lot of difference.”

I placed my hand on Mom’s inner thigh, inches away from her pussy.

“Mom, I would like to know more about how lubrication affects women’s private parts. Can I have a closer look?” I nudged on Mom’s leg, indicating I wanted her to spread her legs further for me.

“Of course, sweetie. Come here.”

Mom spread her legs wide for me. I watched mesmerizingly at her thoroughly soaked vagina and engorged lips. I touched her pussy lips with my fingers. Mom moaned in delight. I applied a little pressure. They parted, inviting me into their warm little entrance. Mom spread her legs even wider, and thrusted her hips towards my fingers. She wanted to feel more pleasure.

“Ooooohhh… oooohhhhh… aaaaahhhhh… Yeeesssss… aaaahhhhh…”

Mom groaned without holding back, she was lost in her thoughts with her eyes closed, enjoying the pleasures she experienced with my fingers stroking her pussy entrance.

After a while, Mom opened her eyes, and stared at my crotch. I looked at where she was staring.

My cock was sporting a massive tent through my boxers. It was throbbing uncontrollably. There was a huge wet spot on the tip, where precum was leaking out constantly.

“Jason, why don’t you take off your underwear? I think this is a good time to teach Anna how do men masturbate.”

My mind was clouded with lust. I couldn’t even form any words. Mom had just given me permission to expose myself in front of both ladies. I took off my boxers as fast as I can. Both ladies stared in awe at my package. It jutted out between my legs, pointing upwards. Veins ran along the length of the shaft. My crown head was engorged, covered in thick precum.

“Let’s exchange seats. It will be easier if you’re in the middle, Jason.” Mom moved to the side, giving me space on the couch. I sat between two naked ladies. Now that’s there’s no point in hiding, I sat with my hips at the edge, allowing my erection to rise up unimpeded. Mom and Anna’s eyes followed my dick’s movements.

Mom wrapped her hands around my phallus.

“OOOHHHHhhhh…” I moaned. This would be the first time Mom grabbed my dick without any attire of clothing obstructing her, a direct skin-to-skin contact. This was also the first time Mom held my cock with Anna watching.

“Anna, as you can see, your brother’s penis is hard and erect. This happens when he is very aroused. The clear liquid covering it? That’s men’s precum. It’s similar to our precum. Their bodies release it to aid them in sex. It acts as lubricant, to help make the process more… enjoyable. Here, let me show you.”

Mom began stroking my cock. Her fingers slowly went up and down my hard pole. I moaned in delight. Mom was giving me a handjob, with my sister watching. My mind went into overdrive. I tried my best to control myself, to prevent my cock from cumming. It was getting harder.

“Anna, look at the tip. Precum is leaking out from your brother’s pee hole. To use it, just spread it all over the shaft.”

Mom began working her fingers on my mushroom head, spreading my precum, covering my entire cock from tip to base.

Next, Mom pushed my erection towards my stomach. Using her other hand, she cradled both my balls carefully.

“These are testicles, where sperm is produced. Do handle them with care. They are sensitive, but caress them tenderly, and they can help provide stimulation during masturbation.”

Her hand began caressing my balls, massaging them softly. Her talented fingers sent pleasure spikes to the tip of my cock and into my mind. I raised my hips in response, desperate for more. Mom and Anna giggled at my response.

“Jason, your precum is flowing down your testicles. Let me go get some towel so our couch stays clean.” Mom released me and went to the kitchen.

Anna sat and watched mesmerizingly, as my cock continued to throb and jerk. Precum was leaking out continuously. Anna slowly reached forward, and wrapped her hand around my phallus. She looked at me curiously.

I nodded my head. She grinned.

My sister began to gently stroke my cock up and down, exploring the shaft, feeling the ridge of my cock head, the bulging of my veins, the very sensitive tip of my pee hole.

Mom came back with a towel. I lifted up my body so she could spread the towel beneath me. Anna did not stop stroking my dick.

“Go ahead and touch his testicles, Anna. But be gentle.” Anna carefully explored my balls, caressing them with care.

“YYeeesss…” I moaned, unable to contain my excitement at my sister touching my balls. Anna continued her exploration. Now, both her hands were exploring my testicles. She explored their soft shape, the wrinkled texture of my skin, the area connecting them to my cock.

Noticing my sausage was did not receive any attention, Mom began stroking it.

This was heavenly joyous for me. Both Mom and my hot sister were pleasuring my cock and balls together. Knowing who those hands belonged to, pushed my body towards orgasm. I could feel it approaching. Fast.

“I… I think I’m gonna cum… can’t hold it… any longer…” I pleaded.

Mom wrapped my cock head in another kitchen towel, which she had brought along earlier.

“It’s okay, honey. Go ahead and release your load. Anna, watch closely. See how his cock and balls move when he orgasms.”

Mom wrapped her hands even tighter around my cock and increased the pace of her strokes. She wanted me to cum hard.

“Oh god… oh god… Mom… I’m cumming… I’M CUMMING!!!!!… AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!… MOOOMMMM… AAAAHHHH!!!!!!!… OOOHHH!!!!!… ooohhhh!!!!!… ooohhh!!!!… aaahhh…”

I came so hard, I saw stars. It was one of my most intense orgasm in memory.

After my orgasm ended, I laid on the couch, trying to catch my breath. I looked down, and saw Mom cleaning my cock with the kitchen towel. There was a tiny glob which she missed. Anna scooped it up with her finger, and tasted it.

“Mmmm… it’s a little salty,” she quipped.

“Yes sweetie, that’s how sperm tastes.” Mom replied, not at all offended watching her daughter taste her son’s sperm. Instead, she seemed a little amused, delighted.

“I think that’s enough lessons for today. Let’s continue tomorrow night. And Jason, don’t worry about… umm… releasing too fast. There’s nothing wrong with it. All you need is just more practice.”

“Now, let’s clean up and go to bed.”

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Jason’s Opinion

A few nights later, Mom & I were making out at her bedroom entrance before going to bed. She pressed her breasts flat onto my chest. My hands were busy molesting her naked ass underneath her nightie. My cock was sandwiched comfortably between both our bellies. It was throbbing with desire, standing proudly with just my thin boxers barely concealing it.

In the midst of making out, Mom came up to catch her breath.

“Jason, baby, what do you think about Mommy becoming a teacher in your college?” Mom asked.

“It’s your choice, Mom. I’ll support your decision either way.

“Thank you for your support honey. But Mommy still wants to know your opinion. There’s this new trend, some new concept called “Man of the House”. It takes time to explain to you properly. But for now, let’s just say that Mommy needs a man’s opinion on… family matters. They say it helps bring families closer with each other,” said Mom. She leaned in to kiss me on the lips, resuming making out.

I was very happy when Mom repeated the content of my modified ads back at me. This meant they were very effective.

“Well, in that case, I’d love to have you as a teacher in my college. You’ll be a great teacher. And, we can see each other everyday.” I replied. Mom responded by continuing our making-out session.

“What would you like Mommy to wear as a teacher?” Mom asked with a sexually teasing tone, and a mysterious smile.

“Umm… you can wear whatever you feel comfortable I guess?”

“Fair point, honey. But Mommy wants to know… what do you want Mommy to wear?” To further emphasize her point, Mom wrapped her hand around my diamond-hard dick through my boxers, and began stroking it.

“Oooohhh… ooohhh…” I couldn’t hold back and began to moan.

“I… uhh… aaahhh… mmmm… uhhh… Oohhhh… I mean… Ohhhh…” I was struggling really hard to speak. My mind was clouded with lust. My hips had begun thrusting back into Mom’s hand, desperately seeking more pleasure.

“Well, honey? What’s your answer? Mommy’s waiting,” said Mom with a very teasing tone.

“Oh god… ohh goddd… And… Anderson!!! Wear something… something similar to Mrs Anderson!!! Or Ms Backensale!!! Ooohhh…”

“Those two! Good choices. Mommy do agree, they have great taste in fashion. Looks like Mommy needs to go shopping.” And with that, Mom abruptly ended her handjob.

I groaned in disappointment. Mom giggled with glee. For consolation, Mom leaned in to make-out with me.

“Come down earlier tomorrow morning. Mommy will make it up to you.” Mom whispered.

Mom took a few steps backwards and began lifting her nightie off her body. She struck a few poses, allowing me to admire her naked body unabashedly. She then sauntered onto her bed and got under her covers. Through the satin duvet, I could see Mom’s body motions. She spread her legs, reached her hand between them, and began playing with her pussy lips. She began moaning. Her other hand groped her breast and pinched her own nipples.

I wanted to join her, but I knew Anna was eagerly waiting for me in her room. So with a heavy heart, I reluctantly left Mom’s room and opened the door into Anna’s room.

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Ads Update: Blissful-Release (Sex Toy)

I had begun inserting ads about sex toys into my programs. They were introduced from an educational point of view. Sex toys ads were first introduced during one of the early Morning discussion shows. The hosts discussed the improvements they experienced when using the product to educate their kids about masturbating in a safe and healthy manner. Every one of them agreed they bonded more closely with their kids because of the products.

The products were also discussed in Christian podcasts, where the hosts talked about treating the topic of Masturbation differently. They encouraged everyone to stop treating masturbation as a taboo topic, and to open up discussions. Masturbation is simply a normal, regular human activity which everyone, both male and female, does it frequently, some even multiple times a day.

“Blissful-Release. A healthy, safe, natural method for women to relieve their stress everyday. Clinically proven to produce better results. Blissful-Relief was designed to work together with your body, stimulate it to release its natural, organic lubricant, to help you along with your journey of blissful release.”

The ad video began with a young lady receiving her birthday present from her parents. She hugged them and unwrapped the present, lifting out a brand-new Blissful-Release dildo. The next scene showed the young lady holding her father’s hand, leading him into her bedroom. She undressed in front of him, got onto her bed, and spread her legs. The father approached his naked daughter in bed, slowly placing the dildo at the entrance to her pussy.

“Parents, please educate your children on how to masturbate safely and properly. Your kids have just stepped into adulthood. They are being exposed to the harsh reality of society, at the same time when their bodies are changing drastically. Teach them how to release the pent-up stress in their bodies, in a safe and healthy manner. Help them to get to know their new bodies. Blissful-Release will improve the relationship between your daughter and you. Be closer to your daughter in ways you never thought possible.

Blissful-Release. Give your daughter’s body the Release it needs. Buy now and enjoy 50% discount if you buy Stress-Discharger for Men.”

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Campus Posters feat. Teachers

I went to the library to continue my work on modifying content. This time, I was modifying posters which would be hung all over the campus. I had gotten permission from Principal Anderson for the posters. With the amount of modified programs which she consumed, it wasn’t difficult for me to convince her. I planned to have different versions of the same poster. With each updated versions, the ladies in the posters would appear in more and more revealing attire.

The poster I was working on featured me sitting on a desk. Ms Artertone was bent over from the side next to me teaching me how to solve some problems. The camera angle was just behind us. She wore a skirt with hemline a few inches above her mid-thigh. In her bent-over position, her blouse parted sideways, indicating she had a few buttons undone. If I were to turn my head, I would be able to look under her blouse without much effort (I did manage to peek into her down-blouse many times during our photoshoot session. Ms Artertone knew and saw me, but she didn’t stop me. In fact, I suspect there were a few times when she intentionally bent lower than required so I could have a better view).

Ms Artertone had one hand pointing on something on the paper which I was writing. Her other hand was placed above mine. Her fingers rested above my fingers, indicating a hint of intimacy. It was also a little erotic.

Sitting next to me was Alexis Dario. It wasn’t hard to invite her into the photoshoot sessions. As soon as I told her she would be featured in posters all over campus, she agreed immediately.

Alexis sat at a desk next to me. She leaned over to see what Ms Artertone was doing. Alexis wore a skirt which ended just above her mid-thigh. She wore her blouse with a few buttons undone. The camera angle captured her from behind. She was leaning, so one of her ass cheeks lifted above her seat. Her short skirt managed to conceal her privacy, but her thighs were revealed entirely.

During the photoshoot session, I had briefed Ms Artertone and Alexis about my intention to have progressively modified versions of the same poster. Both ladies were delighted and agreed. Some posters were actual photos taken, some would be digitally modified.

In subsequent versions, Ms Artertone’s attire would become more revealing. Before long, her cleavage would be wide enough to reveal the lace designs of her shelf bra, and offer a peek at her hard nipples. Her hips would be turned towards the camera, offering a tantalizing view of her upskirt. The length of her skirt would be shortened until eventually, her pussy would be in clear view from between her legs, encased in a tiny thong, wedged deep into her nether lips.

I would still be sitting down, but my lap would sport a visible erection. My free hand would not be touching Ms Artertone’s hands, instead they would be raised, touching Ms Artertone’s half-naked breasts. Future versions would have me squeezing her tits much harder.

Alexis’s skirt would become shorter as well. Her ass would eventually appear in the poster, as well as her tiny thong. When leaning over to my desk, she would turn her upper body slightly further, offering some cleavage shots. Further revisions would have her blouse become more and more sheer, so everyone could see she was wearing a half-cup bra, which supported her breasts but left her nipples exposed.

Future updates would have Alexis sitting next to me. She leaned over into me to see what was Ms Artertone teaching. Her half-naked breasts pressed into my arms. At my lap, her hand reached over to support her upper body. But because my body was blocking the view, the picture implied she reached over to play with my erection through my pants.

Another poster featured Principal Anderson on a stage, giving a presentation to the students. She had taken off her suit, which was draped over her chair. She was wearing a spaghetti-strap-top, and a very short skirt. The neckline of the top was cut low, enough to reveal the strapless shelf-bra she was wearing underneath. Her boobs were pushed together, creating a very generous cleavage. Her nipples poked through the thin material of her top.

Subsequent versions of the poster will feature the hot principal’s top becoming more revealing. The top will become more sheer, Mrs Anderson’s dark areolas and hard nipples would become more obvious. Eventually, it would become totally transparent. Next, Mrs Anderson would discard her top, and she would be wearing only her lace shelf bra on stage, her areolas and nipples proudly facing the audience.

Mrs Anderson’s skirt would become shorter, eventually her labia lips would peek out from beneath the hemline.

In another poster, Ms Backensale was teaching the class about seating posture. When the photo was taken, the class was empty except for Ms Backensale and me. I post-edited the students into the poster.

Ms Backensale was at front and center of the class, sitting on a chair. She was facing sideways looking towards the door. She showed the class the proper upright position to sit, in order to reduce muscle strain on the hips and spine. She turned her head and upper body to face the class, explaining to them in detail.

Ms Backensale wore a variation of the very popular Little Black Dress. Her version had spaghetti straps supporting the dress from her shoulders. The neckline was designed fashionably low, offering a very alluring deep cleavage. It was obvious she wore a strapless bra underneath the dress, but the material of both her bra and dress were thin enough for her nipples to protrude proudly.

The hemline of Ms Backensale’ dress ended at her mid-thigh. She crossed her legs, revealing a portion of the lacetops of her black thigh-high stockings. On her feet were a pair of five-inch peeptoe pumps.

In subsequent updates, Ms Backensale’ dress would be more revealing. The neckline would plunge deeper, revealing even more of her breasts. Her bra would become a half-cup bra, later a shelf bra. The material of her dress would become more transparent, making it easier to see her dark areolas and hard nipples.

The hemline of her dress would grow shorter, revealing the lacetop of her sexy thigh-hi, later also revealing her naked upper thighs. Eventually, the dress would be so short, she sat down with her naked ass coming in contact with the chair.

Her heels would also grow taller, becoming more erotic in design.

Instead of sitting posture, Ms Backensale would demonstrate alternative, fun and creative ways to sit on chairs, mainly to be playful and to attract attention. The poses Ms Backensale showed were sexual in nature, primarily aimed to flaunt the curves of her body.

In one shot, she would be sitting on the chair backwards. Her back was facing the students. The only thing the students saw was her naked body from behind, covered only by a tiny string thong, the string wedged into her ass. On her legs were seamed thigh-hi with lace-tops, and a pair of eight-inch strappy fuck-me-stilettos.

For Coach Galdot, we took photos at the gym. Coach was teaching me the correct method of lifting dumbbells. I sat on a bench facing a row of mirrors. Coach Galdot stood in front, facing me, slightly to my right. The camera was set behind us, looking forward. From this angle, viewers got to see Coach Galdot’s front, as well as her rear view through the mirrors.

Coach wore a tight crop top, and gym shorts. The top molded to her body, highlighting her impressive curves, as well as the bra encasing her boobies. The shorts fitted like a second layer of skin, revealing the bubbly shape of her delectable ass.

In subsequent versions, the top would become smaller, revealing more cleavage. Eventually, it would become a tiny sports bra, barely covering her mammaries, her areolas peeking out. Her shorts would slowly become nothing more than a string thong, doing nothing to conceal her privates.

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Chloe Morrets

Chloe Morrets was one of the students in college, same year as I am. She was very smart, and was stunningly attractive. What caught my attention was her legs.

Chloe Morrets had legs for days.

I just couldn’t resist staring at her smooth creamy thighs every chance I got.

Many students had tried asking her out, but got rejected. I happened to share a few classes with her, so I had more opportunities to approach her. I began by innocently asking her for help with classwork during the rare times when she was alone. Not long after, she begun to casually talk to me. Over time, we began to discuss more topics with each other, including gossips.

I didn’t know exactly what made her decided to get comfortable with talking to me. The only reason I could guess was, Chloe happened to be very close with a lot of the teachers, mainly because of her good results and intelligence. She must have casually asked the teachers for their opinions about me. Having being heavily influenced by my modified ads, the teachers gave positive remarks about me.

Chloe’s attire had also begun to follow the trend of revealing more skin. I did ask her casually, and she confirmed – she had been watching my modified episodes of Gold Coast High (GCH). She tried to imitate the fashion of the leading female celebrities, because that was the latest trend every girl was wearing.

Nowadays, Chloe would dress up in sleeveless top and short skirt. Her top had a neckline deep enough to show cleavage. Her nipples had begun to show through her clothes, meaning she had started wearing either half-cup bras or shelf-bras.

Chloe’s denim skirts had begun to grow shorter. The hemline, instead of ending at her knees, had now risen up a few inches, almost approaching mid-thigh. On her feet, she had begun to wear open-toe heels, replacing her usual sneakers. Our conversations had become more casual. Recently, we had begun flirting with each other.

Yesterday, I decided to try my luck and asked her out.

She said yes.

I was beyond elated. We had begun discussing a suitable time for our first date. So far, nothing concrete yet.

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Chloe Morrets in the Library

“Jason?”

I looked up from my computer, and saw Chloe smiling back at me.

“Hey. Didn’t expect to find you here.” I quickly minimized the modified ads I was working on, got up and gave her a hug.

“Same. But since you’re here, I need your help,” said Chloe, with a little concern on her face.

“Of course. What is it?”

“It’s Audrey Plazar. I accidentally bumped into her in the hallway. She was in a bad mood, so now she’s looking for me to exact revenge. Can you help look for a place for me to hide?” Chloe asked.

“Sure. Let me think.”

Audrey Plazar belonged to the goth crowd in campus. She was infamous for being just a little unhinged. She had a very short fuse and could lose her temper at any moment. She was stunningly attractive, and she knew it. She also knew how to apply makeup and dress like a sexy goth, which was why many students had crushes on her. But because of her unpredictable temper, most of them kept a distance away from her.

“There’s a section in the library. No one goes there because it’s filled with books of boring subjects. We can hide there for a while. C’mon, I’ll take you there.”

I logged off the computer and got going. Chloe wrapped her hand around my arm. I felt the softness of her breast as it pressed lightly into my arm. The section was filled with books on geology, a topic which most students were not interested in.

“We can stay here for a while.”

“This looks cozy. Thanks.”

Chloe stepped in and hugged me, which I reciprocated. We released the hug and stared at each other. I could feel Chloe pulling my body towards her.

She wanted to kiss me.

I leaned in and tilted my head.

Suddenly, we heard the loud squeaky sounds of book cart wheels approaching.

“Help me! I need to hide! I don’t want anyone to know I’m here!” Chloe pleaded quietly but anxiously.

I looked around and saw a standing desk with a row of computers on it.

“Hide under the desk at the corner! I’ll cover you.”

Chloe ran and crawled under the desk. She hid at the corner next to the corridor. I quickly logged in to the computer above her and pretended to do some work.

“Oh, hello, Jason.” It was the librarian Ms Jenners.

“Did you happen to see Chloe Morrets pass by? I saw her enter the library.”

“Umm… yeah… I saw her passed by not long ago. Not sure where she went”

Underneath the desk, Chloe was hugging my legs tightly. She was shivering in fright, hoping not to be discovered.

“Oh. Nevermind then. I just wanted to tell her the books she was looking for have arrived.”

“Anyway, why are you using the computer here? I thought you prefer the computers at the media corner.” Ms Jenners asked.

“Uhhh… yeah… I umm… there were a few people chatting quite loudly. I wanted some peace and quiet so I came here.” I struggled to explain myself.

“What are you working on?” Ms Jenners asked while slowly walking towards me.

I knew she was trying to flirt with me, but now was a very bad time.

As her footsteps came closer, I could feel Chloe retreated further into the corner beneath the table. At the very last moment, she released her grip on my legs, just as Ms Jenner arrived by my side. Luckily for me, I managed to quickly pull a few image from my cloud storage, and opened the photo editing software.

“So umm… this is the latest version of the posters which I’m working on. They umm… they still need some touching up.” I pretended to look for areas which require editing.

Ms Jenners was standing very close to me. So close, I could feel her breast and nipple pressing into my arm. It was a tense situation for me, but I could still feel my body responding to the sensation. My penis had begun to grow hard in my pants.

Ms Jenners was standing at the corner of the table. The entire side of the table was covered from top to bottom. My body was blocking the space underneath me from her eyesight, so she couldn’t see Chloe.

“I’ve got some time to kill. Will you show me how you edit your photos?” Ms Jenners asked teasingly.

“Umm… sure.”

I began to search for areas to edit. I had actually completed editing the photo, but because Ms Jenners was asking me with her breast pressing against my arm, lust took over my mind and I decided to prolong our interaction.

I opened up the photo featuring Ms Artertone, Alexis Dario and me. In this version, Ms Artertone’s blouse had additional buttons undone, the neckline opened up wider to reveal even more of her shelf-bra. Her nipples were very clearly poking through her blouse. Her skirt was shortened above her thighs. It had begun to show a peek of her ass cheeks.

I intentionally zoomed into an area not far from her nipple pokies. I pretended to brush-up an area, all the while keeping the erect nipple in view. The hard little nub took up half the screen.

At that time, I felt Chloe’s hands creeping up my legs.

What the fuck???!!!

The young lady had got some nerves. I couldn’t react without Ms Jenners noticing, so I had no choice but to leave it be. Chloe began to stroke my dick through my pants. She gave it a good hard squeeze. It throbbed in return. She began to quietly unzip me. She then reached inside and fished out my cock.

Free of the confines of my pants, my hard penis stood proud under the table. Chloe began to play with it, caressing and massaging it with her talented hands.

Having satisfied with my edit, I moved over to an area close to Alexis Dario’s ass. Her skirt was shortened enough to offer a peek at her panties. I pretended to work on an area close to it. Most of the screen now showed Alexis’ underwear, partially wedged into her pussy, her labia lips peeking out from both sides.

By now, Chloe was steadily stroking my hardon, spreading my precum around my cock, coating it. Ms Jenners leaned in closer to watch me edit, her breast pressed harder into my arm.

“So… Umm… what I’m doing now is to… uhh… remove some blemi… aahh… blemishes from Ale… Alexis’ skin.” I tried my best to divert Ms Jenners’ attention, so she doesn’t discover Chloe giving me a handjob under the desk. But I was struggling even to speak properly.

“Ass… as you can see, it uhhh… it’s not that easy. The software helps me a lot, but i… ohhh… I have to be care… Careful with my selected area.” Chloe had covered my entire cock in a coat of my precum. Now, she began to slowly stroke my shaft, giving me a lazy handjob.

“Jason, are you alright? What happened to you?” Ms Jenners asked out of concern.

“I uhh… it’s my muscles. I did some weightlifting this morning. I might… might have pulled some muscles… ohh…”

Chloe changed her pace. She peeled back my foreskin, exposing my head. Her fingers began stroking my sensitive head, coaxing even more precum out from the tip. It was a different but equally delightful sensation.

“I see. Why don’t you go see the nurse? I’m sure she can help you with your injury.”

“Yeah. I think I might. After THISSSssss… ahh…” Chloe found the frenulum area underneath my dick, and she was having fun with it. She focused her fingers on the area, massaging it thoroughly. Alternating between stroking it back and forth, and making circles around it.

I needed to continue distracting Ms Jenners. But with my body sexually stimulated by two hot women, I was unable to think logically. With my mind clouded with lust, I zoomed in on another part of the poster. This time, it was Ms Artertone’s creamy thighs. More than half the screen showed the hemline of Ms Artertone’s very short skirt, a hint of her ass cheeks and underwear peeking out from beneath the hemline.

“So, right now, I uhhh… I ahhh… I’m touching up the thighs, which as you can SEEE… I’m sorry… Ohh… ohh…, there are umm… sssssss… stains in multiple spotsssssss… ahhh… I’m going to… to… remove them.”

While I was talking to Ms Jenners, Chloe decided to pull my dick down, and slowly wrapped her lips around my crown head.

The feeling was indescribable. Her soft, warm lips engulfed the most sensitive part of my dick. She began sucking my cock, slowly but passionately.

Ms Jenners giggled at my failing attempt to explain my workflow to her.

“I think you should definitely visit the nurse after you’re done here. I’ll come bother you some other time.” Ms Jenners pushed the book cart away and left the area.

As soon as I felt she was out of range, I gave a huge sigh of relief.

“She’s gone.” I told Chloe.

Instead of stopping, Chloe began sucking my cock even harder. She increased her pace and intensity.

“FFFFFuuuuucccckkk…” I moaned deeply. I moved back a few steps so Chloe could come out from under the table. She did crawl out, but without my dick leaving her mouth.

As soon as she was out from underneath the table, she took one look at me, gave me a seductive smile, and continued sucking my dick. I groaned in response.

While her mouth was busy, Chloe reached up and unbuttoned my jeans. In one shot, she pulled down both my jeans and boxers, pooling them on my feet. I felt more comfortable without any attire restraining my organs.

Chloe reached behind me and squeezed my ass hard.

“OOOOooohhhhh…” I moaned in response. I placed my hand on her head, sort of guiding her and praising her at the same time.

“MMMMMmmmmmmm…” Chloe moaned when she felt my hand on her head. She didn’t slow down her blowjob. Her moaning generated vibrations which stimulated my entire dick from the tip to the base.

Just then, I saw some movement at the corner of my eye. I looked up.

And I froze.

Ms Jenners was staring back at me. She had concealed her body behind some shelves, only her head peeked out from the corner.

I stared at her like deer staring into headlights. I had no idea how to react.

Chloe was still sucking my cock enthusiastically.

“GLUARK! GLUARK! GLUARK! GLUARK! GLUARK! GLUARK! GLUARK!…” The entire area was filled with the loud, obscene sound of Chloe sucking my hard cock, soaked with my precum.

Ms Jenners smiled at me seductively. She raised her index finger to her mouth, giving me a silent “Shhhh” motion.

Chloe chose that moment to use her tongue to tease my crown head inside her mouth.

“FFFfffuuuuccckkkkk…” I moaned. I looked down at Chloe. She looked back at me, smiling mischievously.

“Keep going. I’m almost there. Please.” I pleaded.

Chloe didn’t reply. Instead, both her hands squeezed both my ass cheeks, and she increased her pace.

“AAAahhhhhhh… ffffuuuccckkk…” I moaned yet again.

I looked to the front. Ms Jenners had stepped away from the shelves. She grabbed her own breast, and squeezed it through her blouse.

I moaned at the erotic scene.

She pinched her own nipples. I moaned yet again.

She reached down, grabbed the hemline of her dress, and slowly pulled it up her leg, revealing more of her thighs.

“OOOOOHHHHhhhh… yeeessssss… more…” I moaned even louder. Ms Jenners smiled victoriously. She knew my weakness.

“MMMMmmmmm…” Chloe moaned as well. She thought I was reacting to her equally intense blowjob.

Ms Jenners sidestepped to the nearest shelf next to her. She turned around, both her hands holding the shelf for support, and thrusted her ass back at me. With her back facing me, Ms Jenners turned her head, locked eyes with me, and gave me yet another naughty smile.

She began spreading her legs, standing in a very wide stance. Her legs being farther apart meant her skirt had to ride up her leg, revealing a lot of her creamy thighs.

I groaned at the display.

Ms Jenners grabbed the end of her skirt slit, and pulled it even higher.

“OHH FFFUUUcccckkkkk…” I responded accordingly.

Ms Jenners pulled up her skirt so much, her ass had begun to peek out from the slit.

I could feel my balls reacting. My orgasm was approaching.

“I’m about to cum.” I warned both ladies.

Chloe responded by sucking even harder. She wanted me to cum in her mouth.

Ms Jenners responded by lifting up her skirt and moved it to one side. In doing so, she revealed the entire length of her long, sexy legs to me, as well as the bottom half of her delectable ass to me. Her lace thong was wedged deep into her ass, as well as her pussy.

The stimulation was too much for me. I grabbed Chloe’s head with both my hands. I began to thrust my hips.

I was essentially fucking Chloe’s mouth. Chloe, being a good sport, didn’t stop me. Instead, she helped me along.

She used both her hands on my ass to push me further into her mouth, matching my thrusts. She wrapped her lips around my cock even tighter, attempting to create a vacuum seal, to give me more stimulation. She moaned constantly, knowing her voice would send vibrations to my cock.

“Almost there… almost… ooohhhh…” I gave another warning.

Ms Jenners spread her legs further, and with her knees straight she lowered her upper body into a bent-over pose, thrusting her pussy right at me in an obscene pornographic pose.

“I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M CUMMING!!!!!!!… AAAHHHHH!!!!!! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! OOOOHHHHHH!!!! OOOHHHHHH!!!!! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!! Ooohhhhh… oooohhhh… Oooohhhh… uuuuhhhhh… uuuuhhhhh… aaaaahhhhh…”

I came so hard, I saw stars. I had to hold onto the standing desk to support myself while struggled to maintain conscious. My mind was filled with images of both Ms Jenners and Chloe, both of them having their bodies being pounded by my hard cock. There were scenes where both appeared together.

After a while, I managed to catch my breath. I looked up. Ms Jenners had vanished. I looked down. Chloe was dutifully cleaning my cock. She licked my cock clean. Then she moved on to lick the area around the base of my shaft, and around my balls. She suckled them tenderly, giving them a good tongue bath. Once she was satisfied, she cleaned my cock head one last time, her tongue probing my pee hole just to make sure all my semen had been ejaculated.

After she was truly satisfied my cock was clean, she gave my crown head one last suck, and gave a light kiss on my tip.

“All cleaned up.” She announced happily.

I helped her stand up, and kissed her immediately. She reciprocated. We locked lips together, making out with each other.

I tasted myself in her mouth, evidence that Chloe swallowed my entire load.

“Thank you for that. That was amazing.” I thanked her after we paused to catch our breath.

“You’re welcome. I’m glad you liked it.” We continued kissing.

“You swallowed everything?” I asked.

“Yup. Surprised?” Chloe replied proudly.

“Yeah. Wasn’t expecting that. I’m impressed.” I replied sincerely. Chloe beamed with pride.

“Oh and by the way, did I hurt you when I grabbed your head and fucked your mouth? I’m sorry if I did. I was so desperate to cum, I wasn’t thinking straight.” I asked in concern.

“Don’t worry, you didn’t hurt me.” Chloe assured me. “I wanted to tease you until you lose control, and looks like you did,” she added with a giggle.

“Besides,” Chloe leaned in to whisper into my ear, “I kinda liked it when you were a little rough with me.”

My cock jerked upon hearing the confession.

“You do?” I asked again, just to clarify. Chloe nodded her head, with a little smile.

I leaned in to kiss her. She opened her mouth and we continued making out.

Moments later, Chloe stopped me.

“I’d like to continue making out, but I have classes.” Chloe said, slightly dejected.

“That’s okay. We can meet again later or tomorrow.” I consoled her.

I helped her fix her appearance. She did look a little disheveled after the intense blowjob-face fuck. To make it less suspicious, Chloe left first. I waited for fifteen minutes before leaving.

Ms Jenners was waiting for me at the counter next to the entrance. There was no way to avoid her.

“Did you know what happened to Chloe Morrets? When she left the library, she looked a little untidy, like she just did some very strenuous activity.” Ms Jenners asked me teasingly.

“I’m… not sure.” I didn’t know how to reply.

“Come to think of it, so do you. You look like you just finished some exercise. A very intense hip exercise.” The hot librarian continued to tease me while smiling.

“Yeah I umm… needed to distract my mind for a little. It’s been a stressful few days.” I smile and replied back.

“Well, in any case, it’s healthy to exercise regularly.” Ms Jenners emphasized the word “exercise”.

“Anyway, just so you know, we have some private rooms available for students. They are useful for group discussions. Or, if you want some privacy. You can even close the blinds and lock the door for even more privacy. Just let me know in advance if you wish to reserve a room.” Ms Jenners emphasized on the word “more”.

Did she just offer me access to a private room to have sex in the library???!!!

“Thanks, Ms Jenners. I’ll keep that in mind.”

I pushed open the entrance door, and turned around to look at her, intending to bid her goodbye.

She looked around to see if there was anyone close by. There was only the two of us. Satisfied the coast was clear, she casually moved her leg so her thighs appeared through her slit, offering me yet another tantalizing view of her upper thighs. She then grabbed the slit and casually lifted it up her thighs until I caught a peek of the naked flesh between her legs, the triangular juncture surrounding her pussy. Her underwear was not large enough to cover intimate parts of her body.

I could feel my cock growing hard again. And judging by Ms Jenners’ intense staring at my crotch, I’d say my hardon was quite obvious. Not knowing how to react to the situation, I quickly turned around and left.

Damn, that woman really know how to cocktease a man.

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Meeting Ms Jenners Again

A few days later, I revisited the library, just to see how Ms Jenners was doing.

Ms Jenners was at one of the shelves. She was standing on a step stool, in the midst of shelving books.

“Oh hi, Jason. Are you here with Chloe?” Ms Jenners asked teasingly.

“Actually, I’m came alone today. Thought I’d come find you first. Here, lemme help you with that.”

I helped her by handing over a few books up to her from the cart. While she was shelving the books, I took the opportunity to stare lecherously at her body.

Ms Jenners looked stunning in a translucent beige blouse. The buttons were undone to below her breasts. Underneath her blouse was a beige half-cup lace bra. It pushed her tits into a deep cleavage, supporting them firmly, but left her dark areolas and nipples revealed. It was quite obvious through her partially sheer blouse.

The hemline of her dark skirt was at her knees, but the slits on both sides went all the way above her mid-thigh. On her feet were a pair of six-inch beige heels with ankle straps.

Without thinking, I reached into her slit and grabbed her thigh.

“Ms Jenners, this looks very dangerous. You could fall at any moment. Why don’t I help hold you steady while you continue to shelve books?”

Ms Jenners looked down at my hand on her thigh, then she locked eyes with me. I stared back at her innocently. But my hands began moving along her thigh up and down, caressing it lustfully, groping it a few times, blatantly letting her know my intentions were purely sexual.

Ms Jenners gave a mysterious smile.

“That’s so sweet of you, Jason. Thank you.” Ms Jenners replied.

“Hold me tight and don’t let me fall,” she added in a soft seductive tone, before continuing to shelve books.

With permission given, I dropped the charade. I grabbed both her thighs with both my hands. Rather than holding her steady, I was blatantly molesting the hot librarian’s legs, not thinking about the consequences at all. My hands roamed up and down, exploring her smooth creamy flesh, squeezing them in different places to feel their firmness. I could hear Ms Jenners’ breathing becoming heavier. She was struggling, trying her best to stifle her sexual moans, which were becoming louder.

When Ms Jenners ran out of books, she didn’t ask me for help. Instead, she bent her knees and squat down to retrieve more books from the book cart next to the step stool. All the while, my hands never left her thighs.

After she squatted down a few times, I became more daring. Just as she was about to squat, I grabbed her skirt through the slit, and pulled it to one side, revealing her entire naked legs to me, and even part of her ass. She was wearing a lace thong. The thong wedged deep into her ass. The gusset was barely wide enough to cover her pussy, her labia lips peeked out from both sides.

Ms Jenners felt her skirt being moved. She looked down and saw what I did with her skirt. She smiled mysteriously, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She intentionally squatted at a much slower pace, offering me a longer time to admire her derriere. As she bent lower, her ass was thrusted closer and closer to my face. It was so close, I could lean in and kissed it. With her ass right in front of me, she lingered for a few moments, allowing me to enjoy the magnificent view of her almost-naked buns as well as her tiny panties, before continuing her pretense of picking up more books to shelve.

The next time she squatted, I boldly squeezed her ass. She moaned in response. I kneaded her soft but firm cheeks, pushing them in all directions. I even spread them apart, just to admire her panties, which was wedged deep into her valley, and her cute little backdoor entrance, which was peeking out from both sides of her underwear.

Ms Jenners wanted to squat down and grab more books to continue her charade. I pushed her ass to resist.

“Not yet.” I whispered commandingly. “Stay still. I’m not done yet.”

Ms Jenners was a little surprise at my request. Nevertheless, she obliged. She grabbed the shelves to hold herself steady, while maintaining her pose, allowing me to molest her ass as long as I wanted. My lust wasn’t satiated. I wanted more. I looked around, and saw what I wanted.

“Don’t move.” I left Ms Jenners. She obediently stood still, waiting for me. I went to grab another step stool nearby. I placed it not far from the stool she was standing on.

“Stand with one leg on each stool. It’s safer for you.”

Without any question, Ms Jenners shifted her right leg onto the new stool. I had intentionally placed both stools at a distance apart. Ms Jenners was forced to spread her legs much wider to reach the stools.

With her legs spread wide, Ms Jenners’ posture looked sexually enticing. More of her legs escaped from her slit, which rode up her thighs. I reached into the slits and resumed groping her upper-thighs. She moaned in delight and didn’t stop me.

I reached into her skirt, grabbed the hemline, and shifted the skirt to the front, revealing yet again her bubbly ass. This time, because her legs were spread apart wider, I could now clearly see the librarian’s pussy from behind, barely covered by the tiny gusset of her panties. Ms Jenners seemed to know what I was staring at. She bent from her waist, thrusting her ass closer into my face.

I squeezed her cheeks, kneaded them in all directions, making her moan. I spread them apart to admire her tiny rear entrance, barely covered by her underwear.

I wanted to tease her even further. So I traced my fingers at the center of her panties, right where her entrance would be, and lightly stroked it. That caused a huge reaction from her. Ms Jenners moaned even louder. She thrusted her crotch towards my fingers, desperate to feel more pleasure from my touch.

I continued to tease her, listening to her response, watching her body move. She thrusted her crotch back and forth, in an attempt to get my fingers to penetrate her pussy. I playfully avoided her advances, always making sure my fingers merely lightly grazed her pussy through her panties, just enough to make her want it even more.

Her sexual moans grew louder, signaling she was approaching her orgasm. I was feeling a little mischievous, so I withdrew my fingers at the last moment. She groaned in frustration.

“I think all the books are shelved, Ms Jenners. You may come down now.”

Ms Jenners rested until her breathing returned to normal. Then, she carefully stepped down from the stool, and turned around to face me.

“Thank you for your help, Jason. Having you around, shelving books become more… exciting,” said Ms Jenners teasingly.

“You should drop by and help me more often. I’ll make it worth your while.” She added in a very sexual whisper.

“I’ll try,” I replied. As much as I liked to come visit, I had other teachers to influence.

“And Jason, in future, do let me know in advance before you come visit me in the library. I can make arrangements for… private sessions. Just for you.” Ms Jenners whispered teasingly.

“I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks, Ms Jenners.”

End of Chapter 06