My Accidental Harem-Chapter 48

Soon, both Violet and Mirabel were giving me head.

Mirabel licked the tip while Violet licked the rest.

With their dual attention, I couldn’t hold back.

I pulled Mirabel over. She straddled me, squatted down, and guided my dick into her. She started moving up and down with a slow, sensual rhythm.

Violet moved to the side facing Mirabel and positioning herself in front of me.

So, I spread Violet’s labia and started licking her.

While Violet enjoyed my attention, she reached out to caress and kiss Mirabel, who responded by gently stroking Violet’s back. The whole scene was incredibly hot.

With my dick and tongue working their magic, both of them started moaning.

I signaled Violet to stand up, then had her lie down while Mirabel went down on her.

I entered Mirabel from behind, and as I moved, Mirabel’s body rocked back and forth, helping Violet out.

After a bit, Violet sat up and started playing with Mirabel’s breasts.

I had Mirabel lie on her back, with Violet on top, kissing and teasing her.

With all our efforts, Mirabel finally couldn’t hold back and climaxed, her whole body shaking.

Exhausted, Mirabel climbed out from under me and lay down, panting beside me.

At that moment, Violet took the chance to sit on my dick, and I held her tight, thrusting hard. When we got tired, we switched positions.

After a short break, Mirabel came over to help Violet.

Gradually, both of them were feeling it, so I asked. "I’m about to come. Which one of you wants it inside?"

"You’ve already come inside me once," Mirabel whispered with a playful smile. "This time, make it fair and come inside Violet!"

Hearing that, I started thrusting harder.

Violet held me tight, giving me great stimulation.

I thrust dozens of times, holding her close. As I came inside Violet, the sensation sent her into convulsions, and she climaxed with me.

I pulled out, and both of them came over to lick me clean, then lay down beside me and soon fell asleep.

The next day was Monday and because I had stayed up late with Mirabel and Violet, I overslept.

When I got to school, it was almost ten. I hurried to the classroom door and knocked lightly.

"Come in," a charming voice called from inside.

’Why haven’t I heard this voice before?’ I wondered as I pushed open the door. A curvy beauty stood by the window opposite the door.

Her long, fluffy hair shone softly in the sunlight.

With delicate skin and soft, tender lips, she sparked endless fantasies.

Her slim waist, round and perky butt, and long, shapely legs were incredibly alluring.

Judging by her age, she wasn’t much older than me.

My eyes shamelessly scanned her from head to toe.

She smiled and said. "Oh, you’re late. Please, take your seat."

Her voice was so soft and charming.

"I’m sorry, I had something to take care of that made me late," I explained.

She smiled at me. "Come on in, don’t just stand there. I wasn’t planning to punish you."

"Well, then, let me stand here for a bit. You’re so beautiful. I want to get a closer look," I said with a mischievous grin.

When I made a point to compliment her looks and gave her a lustful stare, the female teacher’s big eyes locked onto mine. Her fair face turned red, and her long, straight legs subtly pressed together.

"No need for that," she said with a chuckle. "Go back to your seat right away."

My seat was by the window in the corner. I could’ve just walked down the aisle, but instead, I took the long way, almost brushing against her. I couldn’t help but notice her perfectly shaped chest and the faint, enticing scent she wore.

"Sorry about that, Miss. Almost bumped into you," I said with a sheepish grin.

"It’s okay. You’ve missed my intro, so I’ll repeat it again. I’m Robin Russell, a new grad assigned to your school this year. In class, call me Ms. Russell. After class, feel free to call me Robin—we’re all friends here," she said with a standard smile.

"I’m Kevin," I replied with a smile.

Back at my seat, I kept thinking about how to get closer to the beautiful Robin.

Over the next week, I got to know Robin better.

I often dropped by her room to chat, and soon our conversations went beyond the usual teacher-student stuff. We talked about all sorts of things, and eventually, our chats got more personal, like we were close friends. Robin often laughed at my jokes and exaggerated gestures, giggling with her hand over her mouth.

And during those moments, I’d always stare at her ample chest, imagining her lying on a bed, shyly spreading her legs.

Whenever that happened, my dick would quickly react, bulging in my pants.

And every time Robin noticed, she’d blush, make up an excuse to end the conversation, and run off.

One Sunday, the students had all gone home for the holiday, leaving the campus empty. I was playing basketball and kept glancing towards the female teachers’ dorm.

I imagined Robin must be upstairs in her room, reading.

A bold idea suddenly hit me, and I decided to go find her.

I went upstairs to Robin’s room and lightly knocked on the door. No response.

"That’s strange," I muttered. "I saw her at lunch, and I’ve been on the playground since then without seeing her leave. Could she be asleep?" I knocked a bit harder, but still, no response.

Just as I was about to head back downstairs, I heard the sound of water from the communal bathroom in the corner—Robin was taking a shower.

I had been so excited when I rushed up here, my mind filled with thoughts of Robin’s charming appearance. All my senses seemed to malfunction, and I didn’t even hear the shower.

The sound of the shower echoed through the quiet hallway, adding an irresistible allure to the atmosphere.

I imagined Robin’s alluring, bare body and quietly tiptoed to the bathroom door.