Taboo Stepson System-Chapter 34: Cock Sucking Teacher

"Not unless you’ll be my cock sucking bitch."

Miss Emily revealed a livid look of both apprehension and hate then inhaled a deep breath. Her pupils glistened with an unspoken threat that she would surely do everything in her power to pay him back for this.

However, Miles merely scoffed inwardly. For someone who had taken lives, her expression was just a show to rattle him.

He met her gaze with a playful look, even ragebating her by admiring her beautiful face.

"Well, I’ve gotta go."

Miles turned back to leave but was instantly called back by Emily.

"Wait... I’ll do it." She bit her lips, fighting back the embarrassment in her statement.

"Now who is a good girl?" Miles smirked and gestured to his belt. Since he had done her the pleasure of unbuckling it before it was her turn now.

Powerless to her fate, Miss Emily dropped her bag and went on her knees without her heels proving difficult.

There was a passive moment of silence between them before she began unbuckling his belt with a numb look she had put herself to.

Meanwhile, watching the sight of his Biology lesson teacher who had been standing high before the class room but now on her knees, unbuckling his belt. Miles’ dick became hard as steel beneath his pants.

Soon the sound of his zipper being dragged down registered in the air and a spear tent quickly pierced through.

’What? How is he this big?’

Seeing the outline of Miles’ dick in complete form, Miss Emily felt her throat become dry. She hesitated for an instant, but then slipped down the band of his underwear.

"Ahhh."

She gasped lightly as Miles’ rod performed a bouncing entrance as if thankful for being freed from its cage.

Slowly and gradually, she reached her hand towards it, then gently wrapped her fingers around it.

" Argh."

Miles’ let out a low groan, the sensation of his seething flesh wrapped by a cold foreigner struck him deeply.

"Yes, good girl. Suck it."

He encouraged Miss Emily who was about to take him for a tour inside her mouth but then stopped, her face seemingly flushed with anger and irritation.

"Don’t you call me that again. That’s not part of what we agreed on."

Miles smirked.

"Oh, look at you." His fingers traced her chin, holding it in place as his gaze became cold and distant.

"Do you have a choice?" He asked her.

Meanwhile, Miss Emily could only grit her teeth, inwardly frightened by his gaze as her instinct screamed.

"Now suck it." Miles commanded sternly and Miss Emily did just that.

Her supple lips wrapped around his shaft, her tongue rolling softly around the tip while stroking it roughly along the base.

" Argh."

As the sensation of her tongue, lips and strokes overwhelmed him. Miles closed his eyes shut in premium bliss, groaning as she sucked him.

"Argh, good girl. I want to feel that throat of yours."

Miles placed his hand on Miss Emily’s hair, grabbing a handful of it as she bobbed her head back and forth.

She didn’t stop after he called her good girl but rather quickened her pace by stroking.

Soon a slurping sound echoed in the air as saliva and precum dripped from her mouth.

Miss Emily’s face was flushed, keeping her thoughts to herself.

’Why does he have such a big dick? I can barely fit it in my mouth. Kelvin’s would have been easier.’

Slurp! Slurp!

’The quicker and harder I suck this, the more likely he is to cum.’

Being the cock sucker she was, Miss Emily was quite good at her game. Although she wasn’t on a pro level of mastery, her skills were at least good and beyond average.

"Argh." Miles groaned, feeling his balls beginning to squeeze under the strain of Miss Emily’s rapid stroke and slippery tongue.

"Come here you cock sucking slut."

Before Miss Emily could react, Miles grabbed her hair with both hands and thrusted deep enough to feel her throat.

"Sa#-&@@!!"

Miss Emily’s eyes widened in shock, trepidation filling her guts as Miles shoveled his dick down her throat, choking her.

She tried to break free but Miles’ steel grip was as firm as they could. She could gag it down as he groaned and relieved his balls.

" Yes. TAke my cock you slut."

Miles closed his eyes as emptied wave after wave that slipped through the corners of Miss Emily’s mouth and trailed down her chin in succession.

Tap tap tap.

About to pass out, Miss Emily hurriedly slapped his thighs, her face utterly flushed.

Fortunately Miles pulled out and she coughed out cum, her mouth dripping it as she pressed a hand against her chest, trying hard to ease it.

’Hhehehe. What a slut indeed.’ Miles stared down at her, feeling no pity but twisted satisfaction.

Meanwhile, Miss Emily kept coughing for the next minute. When she was finally done, she gazed up at him with a livid, hateful look on her face.

"You bastard. You almost killed me."

Miss Emily cursed at him after regaining her breath.

" Oh really?"

Miles asked, glancing at the rapidly increasing Infatuation gauge belonging to Miss Emily.

[Emily Archer> 50%... 60%... 80%... 90%]

Currently it was at 90%.

"What do you mean ?" Miss Emily revealed a disgusted look. An expression he would have believed was real if the system’s gauge didn’t say otherwise .

He smirked at her, waving his dick that was covered in her saliva.

"You slut. You liked it didn’t you?"

Even after he asked, Miss Emily didn’t buge, her expression squeezed in disgust became irritated instead.

" I don’t understand."

’Hehehe, since you don’t want to admit it. I’ll happily help you out.’

" Being blackmailed to suck my dick?

How I shoveled it down your throat and forced a deep-throat?

Look at those eyes of yours, aren’t they excited?

Admit it Miss Emily, you’re one hell of a slut and you enjoyed every bit of it."

Miss Emily’s expression faltered. But just as she was about to speak, a soft click rang behind them causing them to freeze

’Shit. I totally forgot about the door.’

Miss Emily’s eyes also widened.

Fortunately, there was a ringing stone that made the person stop halfway.

Using the opportunity, Miles pulled Miss Emily up and they both dashed into one of the stalls, holding their breath.