M'zell and Chloe Destroy Professionalism

Chloe slowed down a few times during the act, terrified that someone outside the door would hear the sounds Blue was making. They would walk in the door and find her face deep in Blue's crotch.

But despite that, this was getting her hot. By the time Blue came, Chloe didn't need any more foreplay. She pulled away and took a good look at what Blue would be using on her, watching the way it moved, imagining the ways it could move inside of her.

"I'm ready for you," Chloe said, loosening her skirt and letting it fall to the floor, then pulling her panties down soon after. It wasn't what she expected, but she wanted it. "How do you want to take me?" She stood before Blue naked and nervous, slightly weak at the knees.

This wasn't right, and the voice in the back of Chloe's head wouldn't let her forget that. She was putting Blue's career at risk, and possibly putting herself at risk. What would even happen to her if she got caught banging the teacher? Would that put her GPA in question? Would she be expelled?

But everything about this was so hot! The risk, the way m'zell was dominating her, the power dynamic, the contrast between blue's uniform and her own nakedness, the places she was touching her with those hair-tentacles - that was an erogenous zone, too!? She didn't even know that about her own body!

Those voices of guilt in her head lost their grip, and she was getting close. She wrapped her legs around Blue, arching her back, holding back gasps of pleasure as she spasmed and shook.

And they were only about a minute into the act. Maybe two minutes. There was no way Blue was close to finishing. Her pleasure began to subside, and Blue was still going.

"Yeah," Chloe exhaled, "That had something to do with it. The outfit helped too." As the post-coital bliss died down, she watched, confused, while Blue finished herself off. She hadn't had this kind of sex since just after the final part of her transition. Her girlfriend's light-powers didn't really cause chafing.

"Huh. Purple." She wondered how its smell or its taste would compare to the human counterpart. She didn't try to test that right now, though. That might just weird Blue out.

Her bliss continued to die down. It made room for guilt. Chloe still hadn't made sure that Cheeto would be okay with her sleeping with other people. She still didn't know if goblins cared about that. And then there was the problem of academic ethics. This was the woman who graded her tests. That growing feeling in the pit of her stomach told her that this was wrong. She shouldn't have gone along with this. She fucked up.

Maybe another round would cheer her up.

"Hah. That was extremely hot," she said, catching her breath. "Maybe we could go somewhere else for round two, though? I'm still kinda iffy about doing it here."