“Sure.” Sneha rolled her eyes, smirking. “Now go brush your teeth or we’ll be late to school.”
“Do you want me to take care of you, as well?” Sneha asked, looking at her son’s tented shorts.
“Yes, please!” Abhi walked closer to his mother, wasting no time, quickly dropping his shorts. He gently took her short hair in his hand as her wide lips warped around his morning glory.
“Ohh, yeah. That’s it Amma,” Abhi moaned, feeling his mother’s wet mouth closing around his hardened cock.
Abhi, like his brother, wasn’t going to last too long; he never did in the mornings, and his mom was sucking him masterfully. Sneha sucked for less than two minutes before Abhi grunted and filled her mouth with his large, warm load.
She swallowed it all, and felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through her from the wicked task she’d just performed.
“Oh fuck,” Abhi groaned – both from the satisfying sensations of cumming, and from his mom continuing to suck, making sure to get all the cum out from her son’s deflating cock.
“OWW! What was that for?!” Abhi yelped, as Sneha slapped his thigh.
“What did I tell you about cursing?” Despite having given both her sons a blowjob, Sneha, still being their mother, still enforced her rule of no cursing. The only exception was for during sex, considering all the emotions involved. This rule also applied to Sneha, as well. When she cursed outside of sex, she would get spanked by both her sons in tandem.
“Ohh, sorry,” Abhi apologized, helping his beautiful mother up.
“It’s fine.” Sneha smilingly accepted his apology, giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Go wash your face.”
“Amma, wait, hold on. Let me take a picture.” Abhi took his mother’s phone from the stand, Sneha struck a quick sexy pose, showing off her delicious, juicy ass, her cum-glazed face, and a toothy smile. “The guys are gonna love this.”
“Of course they will. Now go eat breakfast. I’m gonna go take a shower.”
******
SCHOOL
The classroom was almost full, with only two students out of twenty absent. Everyone sat at their desks, fully focused on the weekly quiz that most of them dreaded.
Sneha wrote the time on the blackboard before taking a walk around the classroom. Her male jail-bait students’ noses flared up as she walked by them. Her floral aroma captured their attention as she passed by; many of them became distracted by her fragrant smell.
The quiz itself wasn’t very difficult. It was just a review of what they had learned the previous week. It had been rescheduled because of an assembly on Monday, and then an impromptu fire-drill the day after, both of which had happened during her morning class. The test had less than fifteen questions on it, but most of her students, as per usual, had forgotten to study for it. They ended up either taking much longer than they should have, or squirmed in their seats, trying to come up with some answer to the quiz’s simple questions.
It also didn’t help that every boy in every one of her classes tried to look up her long, thick legs to her heart-shaped butt and wide, elegant hips. Since it was Wednesday, she was wearing something a little casual – but still professional – that showed off her sex appeal. She was every high school boy’s wet dream: the perfect high school teacher they jerked themselves to sleep to. Although she would never let anyone know, she found it very flattering.
She was wearing black, regular-fit trouser pants, with a grey cross v-neck top and a bright red cardigan over it, which the male students loved. Most mornings, they were treated to the sight of their favourite teacher’s fine ass in a pair of fairly tight pants. Most of them lived for it.
“Ms. Peters,” a student sitting in the back called out, raising their hand in the air.
“One minute, Dylan.” Sneha turned to the student, acknowledging his call before turning back to the student in front of her.
“If you’re not sure what the word is entirely, try writing out the answer without it. And if you get close to it or have a fair understanding of the question, I’ll give you credit for it, okay?”
The student nodded, slightly disappointed when Sneha left his side.
“Okay, what do you need Dylan?” Sneha walked over to the back, standing in front of Dylan, her hand on her hips and her left eyebrow raised.
“This.” Dylan pointed to the question on the paper, with a peach drawn next to it. “I don’t understand what it’s asking.”
Sneha moved over to the student’s left hand side, looking at the question he was referring to. As she looked, Dylan moved his hand over to the lower backside of his gorgeous teacher. Sneha didn’t respond.
“Didn’t we go over this question?” Sneha asked, with a teacher’s voice, looking at Dylan.
“No, I don’t think so,” Dylan answered, shaking his head in denial. His hand, slowly moving down to Sneha’s ass, gave it a light squeeze.
“Hmm,” Sneha narrowed her light brown eyes. “The question is only asking you to describe the process shown on the chart…”
“Wait, where’s the chart?” Sneha asked, noticing that it was missing from the quiz.
“What chart?” Dylan asked, giving Sneha’s ass a nice tight squeeze.
“Oh..You know what…” Sneha pushed Dylan’s hand away, taking the paper in her hand checking all the pages.
“Okay — I see.”
“Hey, guys when you get the last 2 questions, or if you’re already there, you don’t need to do them.” Sneha announced to the class. “I forgot to include the chart that’s needed for the last two questions.”
“Ohh, then I’m done with the quiz,” Dylan said to Sneha.
“You don’t want to look over it again?” Sneha questioned.
“Nope.”
“Okay.” Sneha shrugged, walking towards the front with Dylan’s paper. “If you’re done with the quiz, you can bring them to my desk.”
Shortly after announcing that, many students brought up their quizzes to Sneha’s desk, leaving them in a semi-organized pile. With 10 minutes left until the end of class, there were still two students left to finish up. The quiz had taken more time than Sneha had expected.
“I don’t think it’s possible for me to start the new lesson plan today, with only ten minutes left for class. So, here’s what I’m going to do.” Sneha looked around the class, waiting for all the students’ attention.
“For homework, you’re going to start reading the first chapter of Unit 3, and come in next week prepared to get started right away, okay?” The students nodded, expecting to hear more.
“And, that’s it.”
“Really?” One of the students questioned, “Just reading the first chapter?”
“Yeah. Why, do you want more homework?” Sneha teasingly asked. “If you want, I can give you more homework. It’s no problem for me.”
“NOOO!!” All the students yelled as a group.
*Ringggggggg!*
As soon as the students heard the bell, they all filed out of the classroom, except for the two still taking the quiz and Dylan.
“Are you two still not done yet?” Sneha asked, her arms folded.
“No, we’re done. We just needed an excuse to stay behind.” The two students laughed.
Sneha shook her head, walking over to the classroom door, closing it. Before going towards the three students. “What am I going to do with you guys?”