MRS. CHIKA, MY FAVOURITE TEACHER (The Fvck Tales Of My Life….18+) Part 16

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“Jerk off for me,” she instructed. I grabbed
my d–k and
began stroking it slowly up and down.
Chika watched me
for a short while before she walked over to
me and pulled
me to my feet.
“Lay down,” she whispered to me. I did as
instructed and
she pulled a chair near me. I watched as
she pulled the
chair up over my legs. She placed the chair
so my legs were
trapped beneath it and so its seat was just
above my
knees.
Chika sat in the chair and placed a foot on
either of my
thighs. She kicked off her sandals and then
used her toes
and feet to massage my thighs and
stomach and to
occasionally tease my d–k. She moved her
feet together so my hard d–k was being
held
between her soles, just as the busty had h
done in the movie.
She started to slowly move her feet up and
down and started
jerking me off with her feet.
I had been watching her feet as she teased
me and was surprised
how turned on she had made me only
using her feet. As I
watched her feet stroking my d–k, I
admired how sexy the act
felt and looked. Her toenails were painted a
bright pink and I
groaned as my mind pictured how they
would look covered
with my c-m.
Chika continued stroking me with her feet,
gently adjusting her
rhythm and pressure for maximum effect.
“C-m for me baby,”
she whispered but I was on the verge of
losing control and
didn’t need any encouragement. I held out
as long as I could
before I started cumming.
I grunted once and my c-m started
shooting onto her feet and
my own stomach. Chika’s feet stroked me
as I spent my load
and started to become soft again.
“Mmmm,” she hummed,
“looks like we’ve made a mess, better clean
it up.”
To my surprise she stood up and s——-d
my chest. She raised
a foot to my face and said, “Clean up your
mess or there will be
no more for you.” I looked down at her
raised foot and saw my
c-m had hit her ankle and that more had
dribbled onto her
toes. I timidly moved my head to her ankle
and licked off the
small line that had landed there.
There was only a mild taste as I swallowed
my own c-m from
her foot. I moved my head over to her toes
and hungrily s—-d
her big toe into my mouth. I s—-d each toe
separately and
scooped my c-m off them with my tongue.
I was getting more
used to my own taste now and I was
beginning to think I might
even like the taste when she pulled her foot
away and said, “Very
good, but it looks like there is still more
mess to clean up.”
She lowered herself to her knees beside me
and she started to
lustfully lick my c-m off my stomach as she
kept eye contact
with me. She slowly scooped up each jet of
my c-m with her
tongue and swallowed it making sure that I
could see it all. When
she had licked up the last large jet of my
white c-m she held it in
her mouth and crawled up to my mouth
and kissed me deeply.
As her tongue entered and explored my
mouth, I could feel and
taste my c-m on her tongue. We swapped
it back and forth with
our tongues until we parted the kiss and
each swallowed what
remained in our mouth. She lay on the floor
next to me for a few minutes as I replayed
the scene in my mind. I had never imagined
that someone’s feet
could be so e—-c or that I would actually
enjoy the taste of my
own c-m.
She eventually stood up off the floor and
helped me to my feet.
Before I could start getting dressed, she
began to scold me for
poke nosing. She said that I could consider
myself lucky that she
didn’t end our tutoring right on the spot but
that any further
invasions of her own privacy would surely
be the end. I
apologized over and over and thought for a
few minutes that I
had fatally screwed up the best thing that
had ever happened to
me. Chika let me feel shame a while longer
before telling me that
she was serious about it not happening
again, but that she was
willing to forgive and forget my mistake
this time.
Chika then said that she could use a swim
to relax, so we went
out to the pool area. I was still naked as I
had never bothered to
pick up my clothes from her son’s room.
Chika began stripping
once we got outside and soon dove into the
pool naked.
I jumped in after her and we relaxed and
chatted as we floated
in the cool water. We stayed in the water
for a long time before I
asked, “So what should we do tonight?”
“I don’t want to risk being seen together
outside the house,”
Chika said, “I’ve got too much to lose if our
‘arrangement’ gets
discovered. I haven’t had time to plan a trip
out for us, so I think
we need to stay here. Besides, I’m not in
any mood to stray too
far from the bed.”
I swam over to her and moved myself
behind her before
starting to rub her shoulders and neck. She
sighed as I massaged
her and I said I could keep that up all night.
I agreed and
continued my massage, enjoying the effect
my touch was having
on her.
After several minutes she said, “If you keep
doing that we’re
going to end up straight back in the
bedroom and won’t be
coming out until tomorrow.” She turned to
face me, “That is the
plan I ultimately have for you, but first I
need to eat something.”
ALSO READ: Mrs. Chika, my favorite
‘teacher’ [Pt 13] »
The suggestion of food reminded me how
hungry I was. Chika
suggested she leave to get some food, so
her neighbours would
see her leave coming and going from the
house as usual. She
took a quick shower, dressed, and left
saying she would be back
soon.
When she left I took a shower of my own. I
stood under the
water and thought about how close I had
come to magnificently
f—–g up my arrangement with Chika. Still,
it was very hot to
see her feet wrapped around my d–k and
then covered in my
c-m, and she didn’t seem to be all that
upset when she licked
the c-m off me. I finished my shower and
towelled myself off. I
thought for a moment about what to wear
but ended up just
grabbing the pyjama that Chika had given
me that morning and
slipping them on.

I expected to find her back when I got done
showering, but was
disappointed to find that she was still out. I
grabbed the remote
and sat back on the chair and started
flipping channels on the
TV. Just then I heard Chika pull back into
the garage and she
soon walked in with a bag of ‘take away’.
When she saw me on
the chair, she joked, “You’re truly a man. I’ll
bet you didn’t move
off that chair the whole time I was gone.”
She didn’t wait for an
answer and went into the kitchen. She
prepared the food and I
turned back to the television.
She set the food on the table and then said
she would be right
back. She disappeared to the room and
then reappeared a few
minutes later dressed in the same
oversized shirt that she had
worn this morning. I smiled lustfully at her
as she glided down
the hall and moved to the dining room
table.
We ate and sat together on the chair. Chika
turned on some soft
music. We sat together kissing and
caressing each other as the
night wore on. Chika looked at the clock
and suggested we eat
some popcorn and trade massages while
watching movies on
TV. I agreed and Chika told me I could pick
the first movie. I
looked at the DVD rack and found a movie
that sounded good to
both of us. I played the DVD and she
returned with the popcorn.
We took turns rubbing each other’s arms,
necks, and shoulders
as the movie played.
The movie ended as we sat on either end of
the big chair with
our feet extended into the other person’s
lap. We were giving
each other simultaneous foot massages as
the credits rolled. Chika then said, “Since
you picked that one, how about I get to
pick the next thing we watch?” I agreed and
she moved over to
the DVD rack. I watched her open the
cabinet with their movies
and reach deep into the cabinet before
pulling out a couple of
discs. She looked at them briefly and then
returned all but one.
She slid the disc into the DVD player before
picking up the
remote and returning to the chair. “What
did you pick?” I asked.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” she shyly
replied.
She hit the play button on the remote and I
watched intently
wondering what all the mystery was about.
After some static, the
picture flicked on and I recognized the
picture on the screen as
Chika’s bedroom. I inhaled sharply in
surprise as Chika watched
me to gauge my reaction.
“I think you’ll find this an especially
interesting choice,” she said
as she slid over next to me and cuddled in
close. Her voice could
be heard on the screen asking if everything
was ready. A man’s
voice replied, “All set.” The camera swung
toward the bathroom
door and although the video was dimly lit, I
could clearly
recognize Chika entering the bedroom on
the video. She was
dressed in a man’s white dress with black
high heels.
As she entered the room music began to
play and she began
dancing.
As the video continued Chika slowly
danced out of the dress
shirt revealing the black bra, black panties
that he had seen in
her drawer earlier that day. She continued
the striptease and
removed her bra and panties but shoes on.
As she danced she
fondled her b—–s and did many amazing
twerking moves with
her a-s.
A man’s voice would often comment things
like, “That’s it, baby.
Yeah, you know what makes me hot.”
The camera followed her over to the
bedside table. She picked
up a bottle of what looked like baby oil and
started pouring it
onto her b—–s. She poured a large amount
onto herself, set
down the bottle, and began to massage the
oil into her b—–s.

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