Taboo Stepson System-Chapter 36: Who is being blackmailed?

Struggling to breath as Miles choked her, fingering her kitty while at it, Miss Emily started to grind her waist to the rhythm of his fingers, her previous unwillingness and bitter indignation vanquished by lustful needs.

Now who was being blackmailed?

Meanwhile, in the next stall, the opposite from what she had come in to do, Mrs Laurent found herself covering her own mouth as she listened to the sound of various movements coming from the next stall.

What more, her maxi skirt had been raised as she inserted one hand between her thighs, imagining the scene next stall with a never felt before thrill.

"Mmmmm."

After repeated thrust of his finger, Miss Emily gave in and froze from shock, then started quivering non-stop with her eyes rolled backward like an epileptic patient.

Her body was only able to support itself due to Miles choking grip around her neck, dominantly locking her in his embrace.

" You feeling that? Slut." Miles thrusted his fingers faster as she came, her orgasm soaking his palm and dripping on the floor.

Gagged with her own bra, Miss Emily couldn’t deny.

’Oh no, why do I like this?’ she thought, feeling weak as the last of fluid gushed out.

"Ahhh." with no other choice, she leaned into Miles’ frame and rested from the euphoria of bliss.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

Miles suddenly whispered into her ears, his tone holding no warmth but reeking with his intention to use her.

Before Miss Emily could grasp what he meant, she first felt his choking grip around her neck loosened, and her body inclined 60 degrees with a single push from him.

Reacting instinctively, she found herself holding onto the flush tank the next moment. Resting on it with her ass inclined at the perfect angle for Miles to smack with his seething big dick upon her ass.

Smack!

Shocking Miss Emily and almost causing her to choke out the bra which gagged her mouth. A resounding slap echoed through the restroom, jolting Miss Emily from her euphoria as pain flooded her senses.

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In the other stall, Mrs Laurent instinctively dug her fingers deeper and faster, orgasming the next instant like she was the one who had actually been smacked.

Her legs quivered, she covered her mouth with widened eyes and her eyes almost blanked out.

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Back in the next stall, Miles was grinning as he saw his five finger prints engraved in red on Miss Emily’s butt.

It had taken him long enough to realise that the person next door knew what was going on and enjoyed listening.

So instead of struggling to keep things low key, he decided to go all out. Intent on giving a good performance.

Honestly, if he knew who it was and that the person was already fingering herself to the sounds, Miles would pass out from thrill alone before the real ordeal began. But that was a topic for another day, because at this moment, Miles only had one goal in sight.

Briefly stroking his hard erect dick that drooled precum, he instinctively spat on the dry shaft and held his other hand to Miss Emily’s sexy underwear. Shifting it to the side to reveal a clean, moist, dripping interface of her folds, with a glimpse of the pinkish wonder between.

’Hehehe.’

Miles positioned and slowly inserted his pulsating member inside her.

Feeling the moistness and tightness squeezing around him, Miles exhaled deeply, lost of oxygen as her walls clenched around him.

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Whilst, on the receiving end, Miss Emily’s eyes widened with every inch Miles dug into her.

She felt her walls enlarge, and a huge intrusion formed in her womb.

Gasping through the gag that stifled her moan, she held tight, fearing that her inside would shift. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

’I can barely take it. He’s just a teenager, why would he have such a big dick to begin with? If this goes on, he’s going to stretch my pussy and make it loose.’

While questioning the reality of Miles having a big nuclear weapon, Miss Emily considered her fate the moment he would be done with her. Who would she lose this tightness?

"Mmmphhhhh."

Thankfully her moan was muffled or it would have been the scream of a woman who was in labour, alerting the whole school.

Behind her, Miles slowly pulled back, eyes closed as he savoured the sensation.

Smack!

He landed a second slap on her left ass cheek, holding both cheeks with a firm press and began to thrust slowly. Diving a minimum of 3 to 5 inches.

" Mmmmm- mmmmm- mmmmm-"

Miss Emily let out a stifled moan each time, jolting slightly in rhythm to his thrusts while her small tits bounced at the front.

’How does he fuck so good? My whole body is literally on fire, yearning badly for him to go faster and deeper. Expand my pussy. I feel like a slut.’

Miss Emily, reeling from the pleasure of his dick.

Meanwhile, Mrs Laurent was having the best thrill of her life.

She could clearly hear Miles pounding and the muffled moans of the receiver, she fingered herself for the second time.

’Those two, it doesn’t feel like blackmail at all.’ she thought, entertained.

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From grabbing her butt cheeks, Miles let go and grabbed the back of her neck. Crossing his grip, he slowed his thrust, no longer gentle but brutal.

Kpa! Kpa! Kpa!

Slow, deep, hard and decisive. Miss Emily felt Miles deep inside her. Reaching the secret corners, specially her g-spot.

Her lips parted, her throat gasping for air, the bra fell down, no longer muffling her moans.

"Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhh! Aaahhhhhh!"

’Fuck.’

Cursing at the reality of the whole school hearing her moans, Miles swiftly moved his hands and covered Miss Emily’s mouth by stuffing his fingers in.

Gagged, Miss Emily cursed and managed to let out these words.

"Ahhhh– I’m on- ahhhh– pills."

Her voice quieted afterwards and her body began to spasms, collapsing on the flush tank.

Behind her, Miles pulled out and jerked off his seeds onto her butt, decorating her ass with his seeds.

"Not today bitch."

Not everyone could receive his seed, especially Miss Emily who he had a grudge against.

In the next stall, Mrs Laurent eyes were wide open, a wave of shock and euphoria filling her as she orgasmed.