Fucking My Hot & Sexy Teacher – Part 3

“Anwar,” she uttered softly. Fatima covered her boobs with her hands, and I bent down to pick up my clothes. He shut the door behind him. “It’s useless to cover your body, mom. I have seen enough,” Anwar finally spoke. With anger in his eyes,

Anwar: Since when was this going on?

Fatima: It’s not what you think! Why is your dick in your hand? Where are your trousers?

Anwar: Don’t lie. I know what I am seeing. I am not a kid anymore. I am 19. We friends do share porn and even watch porn to masturbate; to answer your question, as I said before, I have seen enough to be in this situation, and my trousers are lying near the front window.

Fatima: How come you home so early?

Anwar: I texted you a few hours back that I am heading for the tuition. My college was cancelled today.

I held my clothes in my hand and began to walk away when Anwar stopped me.

Anwar: Do you know Rohan?

Fatima: He is my student, why?

Anwar: What about you motherfucker, do you know him?

Me: Yes, he is my batchmate. How do you know him?

Anwar: He is in my tuition. And he showed all of us this.

He showed us the video Rohan made of us. I could not believe he did that.

“Rohan did not know I was Fatima’s son. He even exaggerated how he found a whore who would fuck him and his friends for free. Now, Mom, you and your lover boy will follow me to the bedroom and continue what you could not finish,” Anwar claimed.

Fatima began walking, covering her assets. I could see my cum dripping out of her pussy. He sat on the bed, removed his T-shirt and asked Fatima to suck him until he cums.

Fatima: I am your mother.

Anwar: Not today! Today you are a whore whom I caught fucking a boy that too her student.

Anwar pointed back to his limped dick again and commanded her to suck him until he cums. I was shocked by what I saw and heard. What was worth it was that it aroused me and solved my problem. Fatima looked at me, and something told me she wanted me to leave.

I began to walk out of the room when Anwar stopped me again. He instructed me to fuck Fatima while she sucked him dry. She opened her mouth to yell at her son, who immediately stopped her and also told her that her mouth opened only to suck his dick.

Poor Fatima lay on her stomach and tried to gather the courage to suck on her son. On the other hand, Anwar was leaving me a chance to humiliate her. She brought her mouth close to suck on the dick. It took her a while to finally put it inside of her mouth.

Humiliated enough, she put the dick head in and began sucking on the cock. It took longer than expected for Anwar to get stiff. Anwar began to swear at her and even cursed her. His mean words and Fatima’s butt-shaking pulled me towards her.

I bent down and lifted her from the waist. Kneeling, I began sucking her sweet but freshly fucked pussy with the tip of my tongue. I could taste my own dried cum on her pussy. I pushed myself a little to suck her further, and the moment I did that, I could hear Fatima moaning, and so did Anwar.

He grabbed her by the hair and began pushing her deep, covering his whole shaft, choking and gagging her. I got up, pulled Fatima at the edge of the bed, licked my dick and shoved it inside of her. She felt a little discomfort as the pussy was still sore from the previous session.

She was on all fours now. Anwar got up, grabbed his mother with her hair and, sitting on her knees, he began to face fuck her. Two of Fatima’s holes were filled and furiously rammed. I began spanking her, and Anwar, on the other hand, slapped her face and demanded her to suck him better.

I was now aiming at her asshole, as it was the only hole left which has nothing in it. I spat on my palm and lubricated the ass hole. Fatima stopped for a while to say no to me. But Anwar pulled her back and began to gag her to teach her a lesson.

“I told you only to suck”, he yelled, slapping her more. I licked my finger and tried to put it inside of her ass hole, but it was tight. Anwar asked me to wait, but I stopped. He left Fatima to rest until he stood up. She turned and looked towards me for just a second.

I saw the fingerprints on her face. I began to feel bad, but everything made me a little stiffer. Anwar lay back again and asked her to come and sit on his dick. Fatima begged him to stop and kept saying it was wrong, but he was in no mood to listen. I was stroking my dick as I did not want it to lose its tightness.

He pulled her towards him and made her sit on his dick eventually. He pushed his cock inside of her and initiated stroking it. Within minutes, his strokes increased, making her moan at the top of her voice. Soon, her crying and begging vanished and became pleasure.

I kept stroking my cock, waiting for the following instructions. Yeah! “Fuck your whore, mother,” Fatima screamed. “Tear my fucking pussy, you son of a bitch,” she continued. I went up to the bed and saw her jumping boobs. I wanted to grab them, but I could not.

I stood near her face, still stroking; she saw me. By holding my dick in her hand, she pulled me towards her and started to suck on it.m“Ah… fuck me harder, fuck my mouth and pussy hard”, she begged. Anwar began to spank her, and I initiated fucking her face.

His speed increased, and Fatima exploded her love juice over her son’s cock. The lubrication from the juices helped him slide a little further inside and even thrust smoothly. Fatima orgasmed so hard that I could see her legs shaking. Her mouth must be hurting, so she was sucking me slowly.

I requested Anwar to stop fucking her as she was tired, but he was in a different zone. Anwar stopped for a bit. I thought he understood Fatima’s pain, but instead, he asked me to lie back. He went back and initiated fucking her doggy style. The scene was so hot.

Fatima had lost all her energy but kept going. Anwar began to thrust hard as he was nearing his orgasm. Fatima squirted again, and with some more strokes, he cum inside of her. After so many orgasms, Fatima was in no position to fight back.

Even after cumming inside, he did not stop until his balls were empty. I pulled my dick out of Fatima’s mouth. I continued stroking it fast and hard and splattered cum on her face and tits. Anwar finally pulled his dick out from her pussy, spanked her hard.

He pushed her so firmly that she was imbalanced and fell on the bed. She was so humiliated that she shut her eyes and lay on the bed. Anwar lifted his T-shirt from the ground and wiped his dripping cum from his dick. He threw it on Fatima and asked her to clean herself and come down fast.

Fatima could barely walk on her own. I held her by the arm, and we both went down and saw him sitting on the couch, still naked.

“From today onwards, you are not supposed to wear anything in the house. Any of my friends can use you as their bitch. Tomorrow Rohan will be here, and we both will fuck you, but remember, the night is still young for both of us.” Anwar commanded and winked at me.