Hot For Step-Teacher

Autumn Orchid shut the classroom door and slipped the lock. Kimmy Kimm stayed seated at her desk, legs swinging, skirt riding high. The silence felt heavy until Kimmy spoke, her words tumbling out like she’d been holding them all day. "Everyone keeps saying you’re hot. Even the girls. I hear them in the hall—saying they’d do anything to fuck you. I hate it." Autumn’s hand stilled on the door. Heat flashed low in her belly, fierce and sudden. She crossed to Kimmy, heels echoing, then cupped her stepdaughter’s chin and tilted her face up. "They want me, but you get me," Autumn said, voice low. Kimmy’s lips parted, uncertain, trembling with jealousy and want. Autumn bent and kissed her hard, tasting strawberry lip gloss, then sank to her knees between Kimmy’s spread thighs. She tugged Kimmy’s panties aside, slid two fingers over warm, slick skin, and watched her student–stepdaughter gasp. Kimmy grabbed the desk edge, rolled her hips, and breathed Autumn’s name while the older woman licked slow, deliberate circles around her clit. The bell rang in another wing. Neither woman moved. Autumn’s tongue pushed deeper, greedy now, tasting every inch of the girl who came home with her after class.