章 198: Part 4: Jauned Anthology(RWBY)
"Suck it better. What the hell do you think I'm blackmailing you for?"
"Gahk, glk, ghrk!" Emerald Sustrai glared upwards to the man she was blowing. Professor Jaune Arc was the local heartthrob among the female students and teachers at Vale Academy. Usually, he exhibited a kind and understanding persona towards the students, only enforcing the school regulations when no one else was available (Professor Goodwitch was often the enforcer). Despite this seemingly detached involvement with school disciplinary sanctions, he was still known as a stickler for the rules.
"Take it slow, but deep. I don't want a machine to rapid-blow my dick, I want a real girl." The older man groaned. He was in his early twenties, and the smug look on his face made the crouching teenager feel nothing but disgust for the adult. He stared at her. "What's with that look? Don't forget I can ruin your boyfriend."
Emerald winced at that comment. She has known her boyfriend, Mercury, since childhood. Both of them joined their respective gender's track and field team, excelling in long-distance sprinting. They were both considered to be their generation's golden eggs, getting sponsorships from local sportswear companies and even ones from outside the country.
Then her stupid boyfriend just had to get caught by Professor Arc taking tournament-illegal supplements, along with other drugs he and his friends would abuse.
"Your boyfriend wants to go pro, right?" The blond smirked at the mint-haired student. "If this gets out, his student career and future prospects are gonna fly straight out the window. Especially his scholarship. Mr. Black isn't too well-off isn't he? Not with his father in prison."
The mocha girl repressed the urge to just bite the man's dick off here and now. She herself was on an academic scholarship, and refused to throw away her future because of something like this. When she went to confront the professor about the incident, he made her the current offer: sexually pleasing him everyday in exchange for his silence on the matter. Mercury, who was ever-so unsuspecting, thought that she had successfully convinced the supposed kind-hearted and by-the-book teacher into letting him off.
"Oh, don't bother trying to rush the process––I don't blow that easily. Though if you want to get better, you should work the shaft while fondling the balls."
Scowling, the crimson-eyed teen proceeded to use her free hands to lightly massage the man's hefty scrotum. The girl did this as she continued to slobber on the educator's knob, feeling the large ballsack nearly spill out of her small hand. The student kept up her oral ministrations for several more minutes, before the blond man began ejaculating.
"Goddamn, you're about to take me over the edge." the teacher grunted, gripping the office table next to him. Emerald noticed that they were both surprisingly sweaty from this after school endeavor. Seeing the professor's damp and flushed face encouraged her to continue using the man's given advice, massaging his huge testicles. The teenage girl was trying her hardest not to gag, in spite of the fact that the blond's large schlong was big enough to fill her throat and reach her neckline. "Get ready Ms. Sustrai, I cum a lot."
A 'lot' was an understatement. His cock quivered and his balls tightened as he began to flood Emerald's throat. Lumps emerged on her throat as she tried to swallow the thick globs, gulping them down while trying not to choke. Spittle dripped from her tan lips.
"Hahk, ghk, hlk, hrgh."
"Damn, you swallowed it all." Jaune whistled. He pulled his cock out of the mint-haired girl's mouth, the large schlong still moist from the student's slobber. "Color me impressed. There may be some potential in you yet."
"Potential for what?" Emerald stopped herself from asking, wanting to avoid fueling the man's cockiness. She gulped the last white sludges of cum before exhaling with a loud 'ahh'. What shocked the dark-skinned girl was that the man still had a raging erection, making her doubt that the sexual act she performed even made an impact.
"Alright. You're dismissed. We don't want you to be late for practice, after all." The teacher stood from his seat, tucking in his member back into his trousers. Emerald looked at the penis' massive size before it disappeared beneath the man's gray boxers. Oblivious to this, the blond continued pulling his pants back up. "You'll do this for me everyday, before your practice. Same time, but maybe not the same place, since some teachers still come by the office at this hour. Before your runner training, we'll be doing some slut training."
The crimson-eyed student swallowed her snarky retort, merely nodding her head in compliance. She was doing this for Mercury. She had to remember that. Without any further remarks, both of them exited the faculty office.
=––=
The slut training sessions have been getting out of hand.
Everyday, she would coax the man to cum in her mouth, whether it be in the teacher's lounge or the faculty room. Sometimes, he'd text her to meet up with him during breaks at the far part of the academy. There, she'd give him a blowjob by noon since he had a teacher's meeting later after the school dismissed the students. Emerald became Professor Arc's call-on whore, his secret stress reliever. The blond still maintained the civil and 'nice guy' facade around other people; his popularity with women of all ages persisted.
Now, he crossed a line by requesting a second instance of 'slut training' within the same day.
"Keep it up you guys. The competition is in a month. I want all of you to get in shape." The one speaking right now was Coach Nikos, who was in charge of the track team. She was fairly tall, with her shapely body consisting of lean muscles. It gave her a very athletic look. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that some boys in Emerald's year would stay after school just to ogle the busty coach jogging with her students. The tall woman grinned. "With our current roster, we're going to dominate the other schools soon. Get pumped, everyone!"
"Ma'am, you look really motivated today." one of Emerald's teammates noted. Cinder Fall was probably the most competitive person she had ever met, surpassing the mint-haired girl's time through sheer grit and determination alone. She was quite cunning, and exhibited the aura of a queen bee. Emerald found herself and Cinder to be quite close, despite their differences in personality; after all, there was always a mischievous glint in the ravenette's amber eyes. "Oh! Are you perhaps going on a date later?"
"W-what!? W-who said anything about a date?" the older woman sputtered. Emerald, much like the rest of the track team, loved teasing their coach. While she was considered very sexually alluring and practically attractive by many standards, Coach Nikos was unironically still a virgin at her age. It wasn't a secret that men were often intimidated by the female coach who had a bigger, more muscled body than them. Likewise, it was an open secret that Coach Nikos adored Professor Arc the most.
"Erm, a-ahem!" Coach Nikos cleared her throat, eyes darting to the side. Her face was as red as her hair at this point. "Girls, my private life is none of your business. As a matter of fact, you're all dismissed!"
Emerald watched her coach scurry back into the main school building, where the faculty showers were. The mocha-skinned girl liked her coach quite a bit; she found her to be a great role model. This feeling of admiration was extinguished when her phone beeped. It was a message from Professor Arc, asking her––rather, ordering her––to meet him at the tool shed. A follow up text gave additional instructions.
Asshole Professor: Don't take a shower or change back into uniform just yet. I want you as you are, right after training."
"Creep," Emerald muttered. Coach Nikos would be devastated if she found out how twisted Professor Arc was. She resolved herself to not let anything hurt her, her boyfriend, or her coach. Making her way to the specified place, she found her most hated teacher.
"Close the door. I told the groundskeeper that I'd be busy, so he left it to me to lock this place. We'll go undisturbed for quite a while."
"My mom will be worried if I get home late," Emerald began, trying to get out of this. "She knows what time my training ends everyday."
"Then just bullshit her, as if that's too hard." Professor Arc said, making his way towards her. He put his arms on her shoulders, before craning his head down and sniffing her. Emerald at this point was still quite sweaty, reeking of her own odors. She was wearing her track and field outfit, which consisted of a blue polyester tank top which exposed her dark midriff and a pair of bloomers which were navy blue in color. Both pieces of apparel had orange highlights streaking down the sides. "Tell her you'll be out with your friends, who gives a damn. A study session or something."
The teen ground her teeth, entering the text and sending it to her mother. Something died inside her when her mother replied with a cheery 'OK' followed by a smiley face. Emerald involuntarily whined as the professor ran his hands down her perky butt and athletic, lithe thighs. The mocha-skinned athlete was rather bottom-heavy, as despite her constant workouts her curvy butt remained ever-so fat and prominent. Overall, Emerald had a slim form which emphasized her bubbly ass even more; she rocked her hot, schoolgirl body, one which was slender and nubile compared to the more matured women out there.
"What cup are these, by the way?" The blond teacher shifted his fondling to Emerald's breasts, giving them a nice squeeze through her top. The man's dextrous touch stimulated her areolas, making her nipples go hard enough to be visible through the thin fabric. "They're probably B's, aren't they?"
"Y-yes." Emerald grit her teeth. Creep. For a man who taught history, he seemed to be too familiar with human anatomy. Every touch was a calculated move, stimulating her nerves and calming her down from her earlier run. Then the man pulled her bloomers down, panties and all. This exposed her crotch, showing off a clear line of fluid from her vag to the panty fabric.
"Horny, aren't you?" the professor nonchalantly remarked. He stuck a finger between her fat pussy lips, feeling her wetness. Emerald stifled a moan. She had touched herself before, but it felt different when she wasn't in control. Professor Arc grinned wolfishly. "Good. I can work with this. I want you to count the number of times I make you cum, okay?"
Jaune put pressure on the girl's back, forcing her to bend over. Emerald put her arms on the nearby wall for support. She knew what was coming, after seeing the man take his penis out and slipping a condom over it. This would be her first time having actual intercourse, something she thought of saving for Mercury. Emerald had watched porn online before, and she knew that the first time was supposed to hurt a bit. She braced herself for impact as she felt the man's fat cockhead press against her folds.
Slowly, Professor Arc pushed deeper into her snatch. Emerald bit her lip as she lost her v-card to her blackmailer. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt as much––maybe it had something to do with the lack of haste from her male partner. A low hum reverbated in her throat as she felt her pussy get filled.
"Huh, no blood." the blond noted, having pulled his cock back a little. "You must have lost your hymen already. You seem nervous, so I guess you lost it thanks to your training…"
The older man trailed off as he began to fuck his personal stress reliever even faster. Emerald focused her effort in stifling her moans, determined not to fuel this S.O.B.'s ego. Detestably, the professor must have been quite experienced, as he pounded special, sensitive points that she could never reach with her fingers alone. His sexual prowess forced squeal after squeal out of her.
"Relax a bit. Try throwing this fat ass back at me. Maybe Mercury will like it when you finally do it with him." The professor smirked as he clapped Emerald's chocolate cheeks. Every single smug thing he said infuriated her. In the end, her self-control won out, taking the man's advice and throwing her bubble butt back at the man's own crotch. As she did so, she found that the technique also allowed the blond's penis to reach deeper inside her and poke harder. The sensation was so good that she ended up foregoing the idea of repressing her moans of pleasure.
Time passed. Emerald came. She came again. She came again, and again, and again. She was sweating and shivering, tired from her earlier sprinting and fatigued from being kept in this bent-over position. Her bloomers were still around her knees, inching down slowly from the momentum of the blond teacher's pounding. Unbeknownst to the mint-haired schoolgirl, the feelings of disgust towards the blond began to ebb; in exchange, they were replaced with feelings of submission. This man––who blackmailed her into doing this––was making her experience orgasm after orgasm, making her feel otherworldly pleasures with his skillful poundings.
"Mmm❤" Emerald uncharacteristically moaned. Her mind was reeling from the euphoric stimulus she received for the last thirty minutes. "Uhn❤, shit, oh God, fuck❤~!"
If Professor Arc was turned on by the whorish groans of the young woman, he didn't show it. He offered no remarks whatsoever. Instead, he calmly announced the coming of his ejaculation. "Alright, I'm getting close!"
He pulled the girl's fat chocolate ass back in one last time, driving his dick to her deepest regions. Emerald came one last time, screeching out her final orgasm as her male partner locked his cock in her snatch. After a few moments, the teacher pulled out his rubber-clad cock out. The condom had been filled with a generous amount of semen, a quantity which would have knocked up the ripe teen with ease. He slipped the rubber off and knotted the opening.
The sprinter was mentally tired from the entire ordeal, still trying to process the great pleasure she felt just a moment ago. Emerald was in the middle of catching her breath when the sandy-haired educator posed her a question.
"So, how many times did you cum?"
Emerald furrowed her brows, trying to recall (while still feeling amazingly sore in her pussy). "Th-thirteen times," she gasped out.
"Thirteen, huh? Not bad." The older man had his hand on his chin, as if he deep in thought. "Ah, well. It's a good warm-up for me. I'm glad I still haven't lost my touch."
This alarmed the woman. If she stayed any later, her parents would freak. "W-warm up? I, I have to get home––"
Professor Arc interrupted her. "This isn't a warm-up for you, don't you worry your pretty bubble butt. I have a date tonight, and I'm just checking if I still have my mojo. You can go on home now."
Emerald's head spun. She was relieved, of course. She could finally escape this hellish, sickening slut training and head home. At least, that was what she wanted herself to feel. At the back of her consciousness, she secretly yearned for more of the pleasure she had felt today. Moreover, something about the word 'date' seemed to stir something up in her memory banks––something she couldn't quite remember in her present disheveled state.
She put her bloomers back on and headed for the showers. The sun had all but set already, and she rushed to her locker, praying that the building wasn't already locked.
=––=
The next day came, and Emerald was sure that her 'slut training' would escalate once more. She was called during both her breaks, and right before her track and field training. Pussy sore and thighs weak, she couldn't bring out her best during practice. It didn't help that Coach Nikos was feeling a bit under the weather as well, looking quite tired. The redheaded amazon had a dazed look in her eyes, as if she didn't get that much sleep the night before. The disheveled hair and odd limp in her walk did nothing to boost the morale of the team.
Hitting the showers after training, she leaned her fatigued body against the stall wall. The large droplets of water felt heavy, pelting her body like hail. She lazily ran her hands down her tan body, eager to get the stench of sweat and body odor off. She used a sachet of liquid soap to help with this, letting the bubbly suds cover her lean form before rinsing her pert breasts and supple thighs. Finishing her allocated three minutes, the naked teen stepped out to towel herself off.
As she was heading towards the school gates, she noticed Mercury standing near the exit. He flashed her that familiar grin, one she grew up seeing.
"Hey babe," he winked. "I finished early today, wanna walk home together?"
Emerald forced herself to smile back at him, pushing out the memories of the events which had transpired during her school breaks. "Sure. Are we still set on that date this Saturday?"
"Yeah, I'm fully prepared." The silver-haired lad smirked cheekily. "I've also been saving up. I'll treat you to whatever you want."
"Right." Emerald blushed as she rolled her eyes. Knowing Mercury, he probably allocated some of the scholastic funds provided by the school for his own personal spendings. Seriously, it was that carefree attitude of his that made her worry. Then again, it was also the reason why she cared so much for him. The two of them held hands as they walked home on that Thursday afternoon.
=––=
"I had a lot of fun today!" Emerald cheerily replied. She was truly jubilant, riding the different amusement park rides for hours. The couple were seated together at the back of a public bus.
"I'm glad you like it, babe." Mercury put an arm around her shoulder. She leaned back into him, receiving his warmth. "Are you sure that you'll get off here?"
"Yeah," the girl lied without a heartbeat. "My parents are planning to eat out somewhere near here. Bye."
"I Love you," her boyfriend called out.
"I love you too." Getting off on her stop, she walked to the location Professor Arc specified. She watched the public bus drive away. Emerald had already texted her mother, who was under the impression that her daughter was doing the hanky-panky with her nice boyfriend. The cool mom gave her the go-ahead to spend the night with Mercury.
Unfortunately, it wasn't Mercury whom she was going to spend the night with.
"You're late." Professor Arc said, standing casually outside a love hotel. He was dressed in a white dress shirt and jeans, with his bangs slicked back.
"Sorry, I went on a date." Emerald apologized. Scorning how this perverted teacher was even irritated at her being tardy outside school.
"Oho, a date? With Mr. Black? He didn't notice, did he?"
"W-we haven't done it yet!" Emerald growled, making the blond man raise his hands in faux-apology. "B-besides, it's not something you can see with my clothes on."
"Right." The older man smirked. "Let's go in, shall we?"
The two entered and made their way up to a room on the second floor. It was only eight in the evening, yet Emerald could hear moans, bangs, and other lewd noises coming from the neighboring rooms. Jaune noticed her attention on the sounds, and opted to make a remark.
"You hear that? That's going to be you till the next morning." he chuckled at her disgusted look. "We'll be fucking all night long~"
Burying her repulsion, she moved into the room. Remembering his text-sent instructions, Emerald began stripping, removing her cardigan, blouse, and skirt. This left the mocha-skinned girl in her underwear, a lingerie set which Professor Arc had bought for her the day before. The mint-haired teen was wearing a black lace bra and panties, the two of which had holes to show off her tan nipples and puffy pussy lips respectively. The set came with styled garters which held black stockings. Moreover, inserted between her garterbelt was a sachet of condoms numbering no less than ten.
"Nice." the blond said, snapping a picture of her on his phone.
"Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Emerald shouted. "What the––did you just take a picture of me!?"
"I always take a picture of my conquests." The man smiled. "Practically a commemorative photo set; I take one picture before sex, and one picture after sex."
"You perverted fuck, delete that!"
"Kiss-and-tell isn't really my thing; I won't spread the photos. Make me delete this however, and I ruin your boyfriend's future."
"Goddamnit," Emerald cursed. "Fine! Take your damn pictures. You better not be fucking with me. Do you have any idea how my mom will react to me wearing this lingerie shit in public!?"
"Well, she'd say I have good taste." the blond dismissed. "Also, I said two pictures. No more, no less. It clutters my storage space. You know what, just because of that outburst, I'll be videoing our time together, Ms. Sustrai." His stern, teacher vibe was met with a frustrated growl from the dark teen. "Whatever, get on the bed. We'll go straight to training your pussy. Relax, I'm not fucking with you. Rather, I'm going to be fucking you, period."
Emerald lay spread-legged on the bed, opening herself up as soon as her blackmailer's large cock was unveiled. Putting on one of the condoms, Jaune helped himself to the succulent snack of a girl, plunging deep inside her and making her screech from the sudden penetration. The blond pounded her into the mattress hard and fast, evidently holding back when they had their trysts in school. Emerald felt each cock-punch to the womb knocked the wind out of her, as the professor fucked her with enough force to shake her small, lingerie-clad breasts.
"Shit––oh God, fuck!" Emerald threw her head back on the sheeted mattress. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
"You're really getting into it, huh?" Jaune flashed a shit-eating grin before diving to french Emerald on the lips. His dextrous tongue wrapped with hers, making her sink further into their amorous joining. "You better pray your boyfriend has a cock like mine, otherwise I can't see you ever cumming when you fuck him."
The older man's words were lost on her. Emerald was getting dicked down by an adult, a real man. His experience and skill were very apparent, reducing the dark-skinned lass into nothing but his plaything. One may say size doesn't matter, but it does help when you want to send a woman into a heaven full of sexual ecstasy. Couple that with some technique and finesse, and you've got a cannon with the accuracy of a sniper rifle; that is to say, a magnum cock pounding a girl's g-spot with every stroke. His heavy balls clapped against her firm ass during the ongoing missionary sex.
BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG––!
Sharp sounds from colliding flesh emanated from their coitus, harmonizing with the enamored moans of the fucked teenager. Pressing his larger, heavier body against hers, the blond teacher drove his big fat cock deeper and deeper inside the mocha lady, savoring her young, nubile body and the tightness of her pussy. Instinctively, Emerald's limbs latched onto the blond's body, with her arms crossing behind his neck and her legs locking behind his waist; she did whatever she could to make his fat cock rail her harder.
After nearly half an hour, the blond finally came, filling up the first condom of the night like a water balloon. As he pulled his dick out, the result of their fierce copulation was revealed; a slutty girl whose dark, sweaty body lay limp and whose tongue flopped out. A whorish smile was plastered on her face, her pupils heart-shaped and unfocused.
In spite of this, the professor's cock was still hard and raring to go.
What followed next were hours of sex. When the man said that he would train Emerald into becoming a slut, he really meant it. He had fucked her in almost every hole, taking even her anal virginity with the help of some complimentary lubricants. Within the span of a single overnight tryst, Emerald Sustrai was reduced into nothing but Professor Jaune Arc's personal cocksleeve. Getting fucked by a man with seemingly endless source of vigor, the mocha-skinned teen felt her pussy getting molded into the shape of his large penis. She climaxed more in one night than in her entire life up to that point, losing track after her twentieth orgasm or so. By the time morning came, she was a disheveled shell of a woman, who had all her holes used and abused. Professor Arc took the second commemorative photo––one shot that depicted a hot schoolgirl lying on her stomach, whose bubble butt looked bruised and whose dark skin was caked with white, dried semen.
Emerald would later look back at her memories of this night with awe and wonder. Watching the video recording the professor sent, Emerald questioned herself.
Who was that?
"I'll cum––! I'll cum again––❤"
Who was that slutty, pornstar-looking teen twerking her fat chocolate ass on a man's cock, shouting obscenities as she did so?
"––mazing❤. Your dick is amazi––❤"
Who was that deplorable woman, whose tongue was lolling out as she lasciviously shook her hips of her own accord?
"––Oh yes––es, YES❤!––Come on❤––oh fuc––"
Who was that lingerie-wearing whore, erotically screaming as she was cumming her brains out?
"––I'M CUMMING––!"
Who the fuck did she become?
=––=
A month went by, and it was safe to say that the formerly-rebellious schoolgirl has been transformed into nothing but a teenage slut. Not that Emerald would ever admit to it, of course. It became a regular thing for her to go out on dates with Mercury every Saturday, then spending the night with the professor for a good romp. Emerald's mother would just remind her to use protection (she still thought Mercury was fucking her daughter). Notably, the frequency of their school-based trysts increased, to the point where Emerald would be lectured by Professor Schnee. The petite, fair-skinned angel would emphasize the importance of respect to the tired girl, after she fell asleep during her class. Deep down, Emerald began to truly enjoy the sex. She thought about the professor during class, during practice, and even during dates with Mercury. She had successfully been trained and conditioned; her formerly-pure mind was now corrupted with lewd, erotic thoughts.
So it came as a shock to her when the frequency of their hook-ups gradually decreased over the next two months, and she rarely saw the blond professor. He wouldn't call her out on Saturdays anymore, and she had too much pride to beg him for sex. Furthermore, Coach Nikos ended up calling in sick multiple times, with Coach Valkyrie subbing in (the orange-haired woman was even more pumped up than the track team's original coach).
That's when the news broke out: Professor Arc and Coach Nikos were getting married, and rumor had it that it was a shotgun wedding.
Professor Jaune Arc left the school to go corporate.
Coach Pyrrha Nikos stayed, but it was becoming increasingly obvious that her pregnancy would hinder her work. Coach Valkyrie would fill in for her for the rest of the school year.
A dark feeling of envy for the red-haired coach welled up inside Emerald. She got knocked up by Professor Arc? Are you fucking kidding? Was that blond, perverted teacher shagging the coach instead all this time? Was that why Emerald didn't get that cock everyday anymore?
The green-eyed monster inside the teenager was only surpassed by the monster of her own lust. What the fuck was she going to do now? That motherfucker gets her hooked on dick, then decides to bail? What the hell is up with that? Emerald's pussy throbbed after realizing that she would never meet this man again, especially after she realized he'd change numbers––and she was clearly not going to ask his soon-to-be wife for their information.
In the end, there was no sigh of relief after her blackmailing ended.
Only a sigh of sexual frustration.
xxxxx=––=xxxxx
"Hello, Ms. Sustrai."
Emerald Sustrai-Black blinked as she opened the door to see her husband, Mercury, and their former teacher, Jaune Arc. The mint-haired hadn't thought of him at all for ten years. She and Mercury had just gotten married the other year, and the woman enjoyed a quiet life as a housewife thanks to her husband's high-paying, white-collar job.
"P-professor Arc." she dumbly replied. A flood of high school memories came rushing back; all those times she engaged in sexual activity with the blond, when he conditioned her to become his teenage fuckdoll. "W-what are you doing here?"
"It's a damn big coincidence," Mercury supplied. "Turns out he's my new manager. He just transferred to my branch a few days ago."
"Right. It's nice to see my students all grown up and married." the blond said. "Well, I haven't taught in ten years, so I guess you two can stop calling me Professor Arc. Call me Jaune instead."
"Okay, Jaune––" Mercury began, before getting cut off by the older man.
"Only in private, by the way." Jaune smirked. "Mr. Black, I'm still your boss when we're at the office, don't you forget it."
"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, I invited him over for dinner, babe. A kind of spur-of-the-moment thing. That's fine, right?"
"Y-yes. Of course." The tan woman gulped as the two men stepped inside. Jaune gave her a knowing look, the dirty gaze a man gives to a bitch he'd hooked up with before.
"Oh, we still have some beer, right? I'll take it out of the fridge."
"S-sure."
The three adults ate together, finishing off this casserole that Emerald prepared. They took turns drinking beer, the cheap spirit the Sustrai-Black home provided. In the midst of their slightly inebriated stupor, they began exchanging stories from the past.
"Hey, I expect the best from you, Mercury." Jaune said, his face red. "I didn't turn a blind eye to your drugs just so you could end up as a bum."
"Urgh, did you really have to bring that up?" Mercury wasn't doing any better, as the silver-haired man had weaker tolerance. "That was from yeeeeaaars ago."
"I might not keep my hair, but I guarantee you I can keep my memory."
"Whaddaya mean, you might not keep yer hair?" Mercury slurred. "You barely look any older than you were back at Vale Academy! You've got to be fifty by now, right?"
"I'm thirty-seven, actually. Turning thirty-eight in a few months, really." Jaune chuckled lightly. "Then again, that's when my midlife crisis is supposed to start."
Hearty laughter was exchanged by the two men. Meanwhile, Emerald was observing her husband's boss with a lustful eye. He really hadn't changed that much…barely any wrinkles on him, and a head full of hair with only the slightest implication of it receding. Professor—Jaune kept himself in good shape. His blue eyes still had a lot of spark in them, adding to his youthful aura.
"Oi, oi, oi! Enough about me—how about you?" Mercury slammed the empty beer can onto the wooden table. "You just left the school back then. What, did you really knock coach—coach—er, babe, what was her name again?"
"Coach Nikos." Emerald supplied her tipsy husband.
"Right! Did you really knock her up? The whole school heard it was a shotgun wedding."
"Ah, right." Jaune said quietly, downing another can of beer. "Yeah, Pyrrha and I…got together a lot. But Atlanta—that's our daughter, by the way—wasn't directly responsible for me leaving the school. I was meaning to go corporate, anyway. The pay was higher, and when I found out that I was going to be a father, I guess I thought that the timing was right."
"Wow."
"Yeah, well. You two will understand when you get children of your own. They might be troublesome at first, but they really grow on you. Hell, Pyrrha and I have five."
"Five!?" Mercury almost spat out his drink, and so did Emerald.
"It's not a big deal. My mother herself had eight kids."
"Still though, isn't five too much?" Emerald interjected. "Financing them is kind of…"
Jaune waved his hand in dismissal. "No, it isn't a problem for me. Like I said, my job paid high; it got higher as I got promoted, too. I'm pretty sure I can pay for another."
"So you pay five sets of tuition fees every year? That's gotta hurt right?"
"Pyrrha is the head of the athletics department at the school," the blond explained. "The children of teachers get a discount. Though Weiss—Principal Schnee, rather—is pretty lenient with the number of maternity leaves that Pyrrha has taken."
Mercury whistled. "Damn, you've everything working out for you."
"How about you two? Can I expect a kid or two from my former students?"
"Hah, well. I guess we've got that down the line…"
As the clock struck ten, Mercury decided to retire to his room. Emerald showed Jaune out. As he was about to leave the apartment, Emerald reached for his arm.
"W-what are you planning?"
The man raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? I'm just a nice boss going to his former student and current employee's house for dinner. That's it, really."
"Y-you…after all that shit you made me go through in high school?"
"Oh, please. You make it sound so bad." Jaune flashed a menacing grin. "Tell me, does Mercury love that hip-rolling I taught you? Does he like it when his dick can get deepthroated by his hot wife?"
"You motherfu—"
"How about you? Is your husband pleasuring you well? Is he satisfying you?"
Emerald's womb throbbed, her vagina contracting as it remembered the brutal ecstasy from the woman's slut training days.
"I have no need for another hole, as of the moment." Hole. That was what he thought of her, and likely what he thought of all women. Yet, she was willing to be treated as such if it meant taking that magnum dick inside her one last time.
"Tell you what. Your husband gave me your phone number earlier. I'll drop you a line, maybe a video or something. Then you tell me if you still want to go for a fuck."
Like that, the blond walked away, leaving the speechless housewife standing alone at the doorway. Why? Just why!?
Why the hell was she so wet!?
=—=
The text conversation started the next day, when she was home alone. The first thing sent was a picture. It wasn't a picture of her, but rather a picture of the Arc Family. There was Jaune and Pyrrha at the center, surrounded by their five kids; three boys, two girls. This awakened a stir of motherly want within Emerald, as she was very open to the idea of having children of her own. The pictures that followed next were less family friendly.
It was one of the blond man's commemorative photo sets, except this time Emerald wasn't the star. Instead, it was his wife, Pyrrha.
The set had a blurrier resolution. The two photos were obviously taken with an old phone camera. The first photo showed Coach Nikos—Emerald recognized that younger face as that of her old mentor's. It was her smiling, dolled up in a deep red gown with lime eye-shadow applied. She had a blush on her face, and it was likely that it was her first date with the then-Professor Jaune Arc. The accompanying 'after sex' picture depicted a naked woman lying in her back, spread-legged. It showed multiple used condoms laid down on the fit woman's hard abs, and a large glob of white goo spilled out of her pussy. The redhead's brilliant scarlet hair was a mess, and so was her runny make-up. Pyrrha Nikos had a look of pure bliss on her face, indicated by her large, fucked-silly smile even as the mess strands of crimson hair obscured the woman's eyes. Emerald received another text from the blond, captioning the second photo.
J: Atlanta is in the picture too ;)
Emerald gaped. This must have been when his first child was conceived. When he knocked up Coach Nikos, ten years ago. Emerald thought of what to reply, yet found that she couldn't. Why couldn't she say no? Why couldn't she stop this man from sending her these pictures? It was so simple, yet so hard…and in the end, she opted not to reply.
The next set of pictures came the following day. The 'before sex' picture showed Pyrrha in nothing but a white negligee, with the thin silky fabric showing off the woman's generous bust and her erect, tan nipples. She had a come-hither look, obviously posing seductively for the camera. This picture was followed by a shot of the woman from behind, showing of her taut ass. Both her pussy and anus had cum leaking out.
J: My first son, Orion
The dark-skinned housewife swallowed. He was getting a rise out of her, wasn't he? Sending these, these provocative pictures! Emerald felt infuriated. The blond bastard was probably flaunting all the times he knocked his wife up! Emerald moaned as she stared at the 'after sex' photo, as her fingers unconsciously found themselves in between her loins. She hated this, and yet she still couldn't tell her former teacher to stop.
On the third day, she received yet another set. The first photo was a picture of a displeased Pyrrha Nikos. Her eyes were red and puffy, her mouth open in what seemed like mid-scream. It was obvious that the redhead was seething with anger. Unlike the previous sets, Jaune sent a text to caption the 'before sex' photo before he sent 'after sex' one.
J: Got caught banging Principal Schnee when she came over for lunch >:D
Emerald blinked. So, he cheated on her? But this was the third set, meaning that it would be the creampie which became his third child. She shook her head. He was disgusting. Utterly disgusting. A darker, nastier side of the mint-haired housewife seemed to cackle at the sight of her former coach's crush going wrong. She scrolled to see the next photo.
It showed the dark-skinned woman's former coach naked with her long limbs tied to the posts of the bed. One of her arms was free, showing off the back of her hand and the shiny gold ring on her finger. Like in the first set, Pyrrha had a dopey, slutty smile on her face. This time however, she was blindfolded. There were several red marks on her neck, breasts, and thighs. Her pussy looked absolutely savaged, red from likely abuse; it too had cum leaking out. A dildo was stuck into her asshole. Her skin was caked with sperm too. The blindfolded woman had her tongue lolling out, as if she had just been fucked crazier than she had before. A whiteboard leaned on the bed's headboard. It read:
I'll let my alpha male husband fuck any bitch he wants,
because he can live without his trophy wife
but I can't live without his giant breeder cock ❤❤❤
J: Make-up sex is the best <3
J: We named our son Hercule
Emerald was mesmerized, intrigued by the photos she received, and the context that was given. As the next two days followed, she received pictures which showcased her former coach's obvious addiction to the blond's sexual prowess. The fourth set showed Pyrrha Nikos in a risque bikini, with their kids in the background playing at the beach. This photo was followed by a shot of the redhead's lean back, which was covered in a white fluid that was definitely not sunblock (also, cum was leaking through the woman's yellow bikini bottom). The fifth set showcased the man's wife at a picnic, followed by a photo of her being cum-drunk and leaking semen behind some shrubbery. Throughout each sent set, the lonely housewife found that she was fingering herself each time. Emerald couldn't remember ever ending up like those 'after sex' photos when she did it with Mercury. He lacked the size and sexual experience that Jaune Arc provided her all those years ago.
Her phone beeped, receiving another message. It was a video this time. A quick follow-up text was received from Jaune as well.
J: Video unrelated, sent it by mistake. Ignore it
J: FYI you weren't the only one back in high school
Emerald played the video. What shocked her was the woman in the video who was riding Jaune cowgirl style. It wasn't Pyrrha. It wasn't even Emerald herself.
It was Cinder.
The last the mocha-skinned girl heard from Cinder was that she became CEO of this big company—apparently, she had a distant aunt who deemed her the successor of a family business. The aunt knew Cinder was competent and capable, and her choice was made justified after the dark-haired lady doubled company profits within six months. Emerald turned the volume up. Jaune and Cinder were fucking on an office chair, the black kind which swivelled around. The location was likely Cinder's workplace.
"You dirty bitch," video-Jaune cheekily said. "You're the CEO, and the first thing you have a manager do after a branch inspection is fuck you?"
"Ahn❤, yes! I haven't gotten stretched this much since you took my v-card❤" Cinder deliriously screeched, throwing her head back as she peaked. "I've missed this cock so, so much~❤. Fuck me professor❤, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me~❤!"
Emerald watched in awe as one of her closest friends from high school hopped on her former blackmailer's massive cock. Cinder came, and came, and came. After a while, she even squirted out a line of clear fluid too.
"Goddamnit," Emerald muttered as she reached her peak as well. That tactic the man pulled worked, She was all horned up now. The phone beeped once more.
J: What's your answer?
Emerald closed her eyes, thinking of Jaune. She imagined Coach Nikos' lean figure writhing over him, bouncing on his dick. Then She imagined Principal Schnee, and her white hair bobbing her tight little throat on his cock. Finally she imagined Cinder, screaming her heart out as Jaune took her in the ass. Those bitches were having the sex of their lives, instead of her.
She sent her reply.
=—=
It was Saturday afternoon when Jaune arrived at the apartment once more. Emerald welcomed him back in, wearing a short robe which was borderline scandalous. It didn't take much to lift the bottom hem up to see the dark-skinned housewife's fat ass. She only wore it to entice her husband or to cover herself up after a bath.
"Oh, I see you're my instructions." the man whistled.
Emerald gulped. "Sh-shut up. Hurry, I need you."
"Well, at least I'm not blackmailing you this time."
The two headed to the master bedroom. Mercury was on a business trip to a foreign branch for the next three days. That gave Emerald the weekend alone, the perfect time to enact her reply. She had an inkling that the blond man had something to do with her husband's sudden departure from town, but in retrospect she really didn't care.
"Ready for the commemorative photo?" Jaune asked, holding his camera up.
"Yes," she breathed lustfully. She undid her robe to show off her mature, dark body. Emerald wore a black lingerie set, the same one from all those years ago. Midway through disrobing herself, Jaune snapped the photo. Later on, Emerald would see her horny expression, looking like a bitch in heat with heart-shaped pupils. The picture looked like she was midway through a striptease, like some pornstar posing for the camera. Her large tits were visible, and so were her nipples; as her bust size increased over the years, her big-ass titties looked erotic as the fabric dug deep in her skin to look like a bondaged udder. The woman's thighs were now thicc as well, making her overall appearance a far cry from the lean and athletic girl she once was. Her snatch was also wet, evidently dripping fluids in the shot.
Jaune then leaned in to give Emerald a deep, tongue-intertwining kiss. His strong hands went to grope the woman's ass, which had grown from a perky bubble butt to a massive, pillowy badonkadonk. Bigger tits, wider hips; it was all the good parts of a housewife's mature body. He released himself from the lip-locking. "Mmmn, the years have certainly been good to you. Your body has become much more erotic as it matured. I bet your husband enjoys that."
"D-don't talk about him here," the horny housewife weakly said. She moaned as Jaune's touch went up to fondle her large breasts, which were still constrained by the tight black bra. His fingers sank under the weight of her chocolate milk jugs. "Oh❤, I haven't been touched like that in so long…"
"You slut," the blond said, licking his lips. "Last time I fucked you, your tits were B-cups…what size are they now?"
"38E." she gasped, a whorish smile slowly spreading across her face as she felt the older man's thick fingers invade her snatch. "It's all your fault. I kept rubbing them while masturbating❤…all the guys at the university kept lusting after me, even when I was with Mercury."
"Oh, so it's my fault that you became a Holstein cow? Maybe we can bump that E into an F if we get a baby in that belly." Jaune smirked as he made the mocha-skinned housewife squeal her orgasm out, the first of many ejaculations to come. Her fatty rear jiggled as she shivered from the rush of dopamine. Her wide, curvaceous hips, perfect for childbearing, trembled as she imagined herself getting impregnated. Her mind was getting conditioned the whole week, seeing pictures of her lover's wife's five instances of impregnation.
The amorous adulterers moved over to the bed, in which Emerald fell on her back, much like the first time she got fucked at a love hotel. Her legs spreading instinctively as the man continued to fondle her breasts, pinch her nipples, and fingerbang her puffy pussy. Emerald's mature body was remembering how the blond exploited her back in her younger, nubile days. He remembered all of her sweet spots, making her whine loudly. The dark-skinned housewife felt short of breath just from being needlessly aroused.
He stripped himself of his clothes, stepping out of his dark slacks. Emerald swallowed as she saw the massive bulge in the man's white briefs. Jaune stepped out of those as well, appearing fully nude before her and kneeling on the bed. He rested his big fat cock on her belly, showing off how far the lengthy and girthy schlong could reach inside her.
"Tell me something, before I stick it in." Jaune said, gripping his hardening member and slapping it lightly on her flat stomach. "Has your husband's cock ever made you cum?"
"N-no," Emerald shook her head, getting wetter and wetter at the thought of humiliating her husband. "His…smaller dick…and little experience…never made me cum."
"And how about mine?" the man said, as he guided the fat penis head of his cock to her slick, vaginal entrance.
"Yours❤," Emerald groaned, feeling the thick cock stretch her pussy. "Yours…made me cum…ugh❤!"
She yelped as half of the cock went inside her.
"…made me cum, ahn❤, many, many times…OH❤!"
The big dick express reached its terminus, Emerald's cervix.
"Please fuck me❤," the housewife needily begged. "Please❤, please fuck me~❤!"
"Anything for my favorite student."
Jaune began his forceful rut, ravaging the desperate housewife's unsatisfied hole. She screamed as she came from actual cock-in-pussy action for the first time in years. Feeling his heavier body press down on hers, the woman came once more, enjoying the long-forgotten feeling of male domination. Mercury was disappointing in bed, while Jaune was godlike.
"Yeah, your pussy loves rough sex, right?" Jaune growled, ripping off her black bra before spanking her large, dark tits and making them jiggle. The man held her by her legs, which were up in the air. "Hm, it's gotten tighter over the years. Let me stretch it out again."
"Ah…❤! Ooh…❤! Jesus Christ, give me that dick, give me that big, fat dick…❤!"
"I wonder how many times you'll cum," the man absently said, still pounding the housewife into the mattress. "You'll be my bitch again, right? You'll be a slut for me?"
"Y-yes❤! I'll be your bitch, your slut, just don't stop fucking me~❤"
"You were always so stubbornly stuck-up in high school." Jaune recalled. "I love fucking girls like you into submission, turning prim and proper women into cock-addicted slampieces. Especially feisty ones, like you and Weiss. When I saw that stupid, cocky boyfriend of yours with his drugs, I just knew it was an opportunity to violate you~"
Emerald could only grunt in response, riding out her fifth orgasm. She loved Mercury, she really did. Under his bad boy exterior, he was a real sweetheart. Her husband was gentle, even in bed.
"FUCK, I'M CUMMING AGAIN❤!"
But gentle lovemaking wasn't what Emerald wanted.
"YES❤, YES❤, FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK, FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK…❤"
The voluptuous housewife wanted her bombastic body to get used and abused, like she was conditioned to all those years ago. This time, instead of a pure, nubile schoolgirl, it was instead a needy, horny housewife that was getting corrupted. Her younger, leaner body had transformed over the years, maturing as her breasts and ass got filled out. She was ripe and ready to get bred.
"Ouuh❤, nggh❤, Jaune, n-not so rough," Emerald gasped out, before losing her mind to bliss. The near hour-long fucking was taking its toll on her pussy. "M-my neighbors might hear uuuUUUSSS! CUMMING AGAIN❤!"
"Emerald, Emerald, Emerald." Jaune tutted, each mention of her name making the curvy housewife's womb throb in further arousal. "I don't give a damn about what your neighbors hear."
So domineering. So alpha. Pyrrha's message was right. It was possible for the man to live without his bitches, but it was impossible for said bitches to live life without his womb-tickling cock. The bed lurched and creaked as the two bodies copulated on top. The mint-haired housewife's bountiful ebony body was being mounted and used by the blond older man. Unlike before, where Emerald tried to resist with all her might, this time she gave in to all those urges she ignored back then. Raw, unprotected sex with her former teacher. Humping her crotch back up to meet the man's breeding tool in the middle.
"How about I knock you up tonight?" Jaune said. "I'll give you and your husband something to look forward to in nine months."
"W-what, ahn❤!" Emerald bit her lip. "It's, it's not that easy to knock a woman up––FUCK❤!"
"Really?" The man smirked. "I got your old coach pregnant with just one shot, though."
"I'm going to get pregnant right here," the housewife thought. "And I'm lovin' it.❤"
"Do it❤," she groaned, locking her legs behind the man, like she did as a teenager. "Knock me up. Claim another man's wife as your own whore❤"
"You said it."
Jaune accelerated his thrusting, taking Emerald to a new threshold of pleasure. Her moans increased in volume, her orgasms hitting her in waves. "T-that's right❤!" she blissfully screeched. "Put a baby in me~! Like that❤, just like that~❤" Her sentences devolved into more expressive phrases. "Fffuck❤, fuck, more, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper❤!"
The speed of his motions gradually peaked, making the housewife scream out as she and her lover came at the same time.
"CUM INSIDE ME❤~!"
Cream exploded into the cheating wife's womb. The many swimmers of the blond man began rushing to fertilize the ovulating female's eggs, making her birthing hole twitch and contract as she squirted a clear line of piss from the sheer pleasure of the act. The past and present had come full circle, as the housewife passed out with a blissful face (before getting brutally woken up later by a magnum cock in her ass). The curvy, ebony beauty had been corrupted again.
All that was left was the future, which would be growing in the thicc housewive's womb.
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