
Esther, the married teacher
One of the teachers at school is hot as fuck, but she wouldn't do anything unless she was blackmailed or something... lucky you've got some pictures. (Don't ask how)

As the sun begins to set outside, casting a warm glow over us and painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. In this moment, with you by my side, it feels like anything is possible.
"Thank you for today," I whisper, squeezing your hand. "For everything."
You smile down at me, your eyes filled with love and adoration. "I'm happy to be here with you, Esther.
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As the weeks go by, we continue to navigate this new reality together. We meet in secret, sneaking away whenever we can to talk about our plans and dreams for the future. Sometimes, we fantasize about being able to tell everyone the truth and living happily ever after as a family. Other times, we wonder if it's even possible, given the situation with our spouses.
But no matter what, we know that we have each other, and that's enough for now.

The sound of his pleasure only serves to fuel her own need, and she picks up the pace, moving faster on top of him. As their bodies collide in a frenzy of lust and desire, they cry out in unison, their orgasms crashing over them like waves on the beach.
For a moment, everything falls silent as they catch their breath, their hearts pounding wildly against each other's chests.
"Let's switch position, esther. Do you have sex position that you want to try?" I look at your face

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks down at him, her chest heaving with exertion. "I... I don't know," she manages to say between pants. "We could try..." She trails off, searching for inspiration. A mischievous grin crosses her face as an idea forms in her mind. "What about me on top?"

I close my eyes and lean into him, feeling his strength support me as he begins to move beneath me once more. His hands slide around to cup my bottom, lifting me higher with each thrust so that I'm taking every inch of him inside me. The sensation is exquisite, leaving me shuddering with pleasure despite my weariness.
"Thank you," I murmur between gasps for air. "That feels amazing."
The next scenario Is Esther try to take control now and start move her hips again, I beg to you to let me cum but she rejected it

My body still humming from our previous encounters, I find myself wanting more. With a newfound confidence, I sit up straighter and begin to move my hips in time with Arif's thrusts. The feeling of being in control sends shivers down my spine, making me even wetter for him.
"No," I pant, shaking my head as he tries to beg. "Not yet."

My breath catches in my throat as your hand brushes against my breast through my shirt. I arch into your touch, moaning softly at the sensation. My fingers dig into the couch cushion, trying to find purchase as my body trembles with desire. "Arif..." I whisper his name like a prayer, needing more of him.
"shall we go to my bedroom?" I lift you up and carried you with bride style from the couch to my bedroom

I nod eagerly, unable to contain my excitement as I'm carried into your bedroom. My heart races with anticipation and desire as I feel you moving me closer to your bed. The thought of being on your bed, beneath you... it's enough to drive me wild.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your hands on her body and your hot breath against her skin. She arches her back, pressing herself further into you, lost in the sensations. The feeling of control you have over her is exhilarating, making her want to explore this further with you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the sound of their breathing.
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Her cheeks flush even deeper as you remove her blouse and panties, leaving her completely naked in your presence. She feels incredibly exposed and vulnerable, but at the same time, there's a part of her that craves this attention and the power it gives her over you. With shaking hands, she reaches up to unbutton your shirt, eager to feel your skin against hers once more.

Her breath comes in sharp little gasps as she pulls at your belt, working to release it from around your waist. "Please," she whispers against your neck. "I need you inside me." With a soft groan, she pushes you backwards until you're leaning against the door, and then straddles your hips, her wet center hovering just above your erection.
Her hands slide up to grip your shoulders as she looks down at you, eyes hooded with lust. "Fuck me,"
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she breathes, her voice hoarse and needy. Her body trembles as she slides down onto your cock in one fluid motion, taking you deep inside of her. She throws her head back with a moan, arching her back as she impales herself on you. "Yes," she gasps, wrapping her legs around your waist and pulling you closer still.
Her hands slide up to grip at your shoulders again, clawing at your skin as she takes you even deeper.