Pet Teacher pt.1 (Futa on Male)

By Thereshegoes123

Mr Moran is trying not to daydream whilst marking his history class papers, but his favourite student is about to ask for a personal favour that will make his daydreams come true... in ways he had never imagined... (A Futa x Male story)

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thereshegoes123
• Release date: Jan 5, 2021
• ISBN: 9780463863480

Thereshegoes123

I'm Thereshegoes123, I like to write stories about ladies with large bulges in their panties, usually dominating young men. I try to write as often as possible, and enjoy coming up with new and interesting scenarios, thrusting characters into situations that will push their sexual exploits to the limit!If you want to find out more of my stories visit my website www.thereshegoes123.com below, and if you would like early access to stories, participation in story arcs and character development, or just support my writing (thank you!) then visit my patreon to find out more! (also on my site)

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Pet Teacher pt.1

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Preface

Author note: This erotic story contains explicit Futanari on Male domination scenes, and is intended for adult audiences only.

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Pet Teacher pt.1

Boring.

John shuffled the arctic snowdrift of papers on his desk, and checked how many were left to mark. They rustled gleefully at him, and his eyebrows slipped into a frown. Just over half. He sniffed and continued onto the next, ignoring the typical English gloom that beckoned beyond the window as he turned to a new page.

Samantha.

The sight of the name at the top of the essay made him pause and fiddle with his jumper. His mind opened up, diving into Samantha’s waiting arms, guilt-ridden as he pictured her sweet demeanour. Long dark hair that waved slightly unkempt down to her pert buttocks, barely hidden beneath a far-too-short-for-school issue skirt. Small, sharp nose with icy blue eyes that seemed to pierce whomever they looked upon. Slim, taller than most girls at around 5’8, with wide lips that smiled in an