All Chapters of Unholy Cravings-a Sinful Obsession: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

The Biology area was at the far end of the school and was composed of a small office and a laboratory in a standalone building. Rather worryingly for Claire, the lab walls were covered in complicated scientific posters showing diagrams of various biological systems and odd charts covered in Latin nomenclature."Er, Mr. Forsythe?" she interrupted tentatively as he was taking her around the facility."Please call me Edward, at least when we're not in front of the children," he replied."Oh, yes, Edward. Are you sure I'll really be able to help you? I really don't know anything about Biology. I'll work really hard for you but I'm worried I won't be able to do the job."Mr. Forsythe clasped her hands in his own. "Claire, Claire, Claire. You really mustn't worry. You see I've run this department by myself for many years. But I'm getting old and I could do with some fresh young blood to help me set up some of the experiments and do my admin. You honestly won't require any specialist knowled

"Good. Well, boys. I think that's enough on breasts." The boys groaned in disappointment. "Let's discuss the vagina instead, shall we?"All three pupils immediately perked up and stared at Claire.Amir spoke up first again, "Sir, can we see Ms. Bell's vagina?"Claire eyes widened at the guileless nature of the question, her eyes flicking to Mr. Forsythe in panic. He wouldn't agree, would he?"Hmm, well, I suppose we're lucky to have Ms. Bell with us and it's rare you get the chance for such a practical examination. OK, then. Michael, please go and get the blanket at the top of the cupboard in the office. We can lay it on this bench for her to lie back on comfortably. Ms. Bell, if you wouldn't mind..." Mr. Forsythe seemed utterly oblivious to the fact he was asking Claire to show her pussy to three schoolboys.Claire's hands automatically went to the side of her skirt to unzip it. She had to keep reminding herself this was nothing more than a lesson and that she needed to treat it like

Feeling slightly sorry for him, Claire zipped him up and emerged, still naked, from under the desk before replying, "Oh that's OK. How about I try again later? We've got until next week, haven't we, to get it right? I really want to do this perfectly."Mr. Forsythe held one of her hands in his and patted it affectionately. "That really would be most satisfactory, my dear."Over the rest of the week, Claire practised collecting Mr. Forsythe's spunk three times a day, first thing in the morning, after lunch and at just before she left for the evening. It took a few goes before she was timing his orgasm well enough to get most of his cum straight into the test tube. It took around forty minutes from start to finish, just using her mouth and hands to the best of her ability when she was under the desk. However when she persuaded him to defer his marking until after she had finished so that she could do it in the open office, with her big green eyes and enormous plump tits visible, she was

Claire unzipped her skirt and, after a pause, pulled down her knickers. Once more, the boys murmured appreciatively at her long flawless legs, taut peachy bottom and beautifully trimmed pussy.She lay back on the bench, shuffling her bum to the edge to allow Mr. Forsythe a smooth entry.He slid in with a grunt before beginning to thrust his hips in a jerky rhythm. After a while, Claire realised that it could take Mr. Forsythe a significant time before he was ready to come. She decided to help him along a bit."Um. Mr. Forsythe?""Yes, my dear," he replied breathlessly."Perhaps it would be a good idea to show the boys another position. Why don't I go on top?" she suggested."Oh, that really is an excellent idea, Ms. Bell. Shall we?"He pulled out and, with some help from the boys, boosted himself up onto a bench before lying back. Claire climbed onto him and impaled herself on his crusty member.Immediately she began to ride him powerfully, keen to get him to orgasm as soon as possibl

Tying her long red hair back into a high pony tail, she checked herself out in the mirror. She looked great: her breasts looked unreservedly massive under her clingy top and her lithe legs appeared endless under the tiny miniskirt which stopped halfway down her long toned thighs, only just below the lacy tops of her hold-ups. She wore green eye shadow and bright red lipstick that matched her elegantly painted nails. Without a doubt, knowing she looked marvellous made her feel poised and confident."You can do it, Claire," she said to herself as she left to meet Justin.Justin's house wasn't as outré as she'd been expecting. In fact it looked like a fairly standard modern home.Justin himself was also a disappointment. He was of average height, in his forties and grossly overweight with several chins and a huge bulging belly hanging over his over-tight jeans. His eyes were beady and his ears protuberant. However he did have long unruly greying hair and a beautiful deep voice so maybe t