Chapter 588 Father Alan & Sister Gloria ! [DM SPONSORED]

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Alan hoped that his day at school would be very "Glory-ous," as he liked to put it.

By lunchtime he was feeling fully recovered from his morning exhaustion. He spent most of that period with Glory to make up for the fact that he hadn't been able to 'get it up' for her the day before. As they were doing pretty much every day when Alan had enough time, they had fun with role-playing.

They played a fantasy where Alan was a vampire. It started accidentally, with some simple making out. Alan had been kissing his way up Glory's neck when he got the idea to give her a few playful bites there.

She commented, "Be careful. Are you a vampire or something?"

He replied theatrically, "Actually, yes! And now that I have you in my grasp, you can't escape!"

She didn't seem too impressed. "Okay, Mr. Dracula, where are your fangs?"

He answered, "Well, truth be told, I'm of a special subspecies. Ve are pussy vampires. Ve live on pussy juice." He nibbled a bit on her long, shapely neck. He spoke in a bad accent, modeling his voice on the character The Count from Sesame Street.

Glory laughed. Pretending fear, she cried, "Oh dear! Whatever will I do?!" She pushed him away and tried to run away.

However, she didn't try that hard; she just began running in circles around the students' desks.

Alan tried to chase her. Sometimes he managed to catch up and grab her, but then she'd free herself. Sometimes she'd get far ahead of him, but when that happened she'd slow down to allow him to catch up.

At one point he grabbed her blouse and "accidentally on purpose" tore it open. (He felt free to do that because he knew that she kept spare clothes in her closet.) After another circle around the room, he got his hand on her bra, but that time she had to help unclasp it so he could "tear it off."

Then he grabbed her on the shoulders and said, "NOW I've got you! Vonce you are in the grasp of a vampire, there ist no escape!"

Glory laughed. "You said that already, but I escaped, didn't I?"

"True. However, now I use my special powers. Fool! You haf looked into the eyes of a vampire. I haf you mesmerized!"

She laughed again. "You're really hamming it up, aren't you?" Then she got back into her role and said "Vait!" in attempted mimicry. "That sounds scary, but I don't feel mesmerized."

He said sheepishly, "Hmmm. It doesn't alvays verk. I'm afraid I didn't quite pass all my classes back in vampire school. I was too busy chasing the teacher." But then, with dramatic flourish, he added confidently, "But never you mind! Ve go to plan B! Maybe dis vill mesmerize you!" He unzipped his shorts and pulled out his rampant erection. It extended out proudly through his fly.

Glory smiled. "Now we're talking! It's true. Looking at that, I do feel a bit... transfixed." She looked down at it with wide, eager eyes. "I suppose getting drained by a vampire wouldn't be so bad. Just so long as I can do a little draining of my own. Did I mention that I'm a vampire too? Except that my subspecies subsists on semen."

Alan laughed. "You are not!" He sucked on her nipples and played with her breasts for a few minutes. Then he had her bend over the table, lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties.

In his bad Transylvanian accent, he said, "I vant to suck your pussy! Bwa-ha-ha-ha!" Then he got down to the business of pussy licking Glory from the behind. He said, "You vill rue the day you bent over your desk for the undead, you naughty teacher, you. I vill suck you dry!"

In fact, he had steered the fantasy in this direction because he wanted to practice his pussy licking. He tried to "suck her dry" for over ten minutes. He complained that as soon as he made any progress, she'd expel even more cum from her pussy lips.

Slowly the fantasy dissolved and they reverted to their natural roles of teacher and student.

Glory continued her lessons about the finer points of going down on a woman.

He still wasn't good at it, and really would have much preferred doing most anything else with her body, but he pushed himself. He figured it was the least he could do after how she'd deep-throated him.

She'd assured him that he would get better and more comfortable with it over time. He found that she was right.

By the end of their time together, he did begin to enjoy it. In particular, he found it was a lot of fun to do something arousing with his tongue and hear her moans of pleasure in response.

But he preferred to lie on top of her right on the table she used to teach his class. With both of them completely naked by now, he fell back into the vampire role and really got to know her neck during the times they didn't lock lips. He gave her enough hickies and small bites to last a long time.

She was happy to have her boobs mash into his strong chest, but she wasn't so comfortable with the fact that his boner was only inches from her pussy. So she clamped his cock between her thighs and kept it there to make sure "it didn't get into any mischief," as she put it.

Since she was so athletic from surfing and other sports, her thighs were quite muscular. Her squeezing of his erection with her impressive thigh muscles kept it hard and happy.

The grand finale was one of her extraordinary blowjobs. She took him deeper and deeper until it became a deep-throating. Again her tongue, mouth, lips, and hands all worked to drive him over the edge.

Nothing else made him feel as good. He suspected that even if he could fuck her, her deep-throating would probably feel better. But just the same, he still wanted badly to fuck her.

Yet, for all this activity, they only spent about twenty minutes together. Alan had been talked into another cheerleader painting job, this time for Janice. So everything he and Glory did felt a bit rushed. At least half their time had been spent on pussy licking, and she'd only deep-throated him for a minute or two.

However, her deep throating skills were so good that he couldn't help but cum. He shot his load straight down her throat.

Aside from their usual lack of time, which was even worse that day, their biggest problem was that they had no bed to lie in. Even though they still weren't fucking, they usually wanted to get more intimate than just mutual masturbation on uncomfortable desks and chairs.

Glory had taken to keeping sheets and pillows locked in the closet behind her desk. She would lay them out so the two of them wouldn't have to roll around on the cold, dirty tiles. But she could hardly go any further and bring a mattress into her classroom. Even the sheets presented their own danger. Despite their best efforts to keep things clean, on any day where she and Alan played, the sheet would get covered with sweat and cum. Then Glory would have to smuggle it out in her bag and replace it with a new one. They longed for a better and safer place to play.

Their problem was compounded by the fact that they both loved role-playing so much. So just before he left, she asked him, "So what are we going to play tomorrow?"

"Hmmm. So many excellent choices. You want to get really wild? Okay. I want to be Father Alan, a priest. And I want you to be Sister Glory. Or Gloria. That's better; Sister Gloria sounds more religious."

"Young man, you are one twisted fuck. I love it! Okay! But how? If we do that, we'd have to take it to a whole other level. We need costumes to really make it work. And that's just one fantasy. We're gonna need a lot of costumes."

"It was just an idea. I can pick something simpler."

"No. I'm into it. Except that I call dibs on me being Princess Leia and you being Han Solo the day after that."

"Okay. Cool. You don't want me to be Luke Skywalker?"

"No. I like my guys to be a little more rugged and complicated. Besides, she's Luke's sister. Duhhh!"

"Oh. Right. I forgot. Besides, they didn't know that at the time." He blushed, hoping his reaction wouldn't somehow give away what he was doing with his own sister.

She appeared not to notice anything unusual, and continued, "Anyhow, so I've got the problem of not having a bed. If I did, that would present its own set of problems, such as figuring out how to get rid of the cum smell. And I'd look all hot and bothered at the start of fifth-period class. And to top it all off, now I've got to smuggle in and out a nun's habit and a priest's outfit. What if I get caught? That'll be a little bit awkward, to say the least. A teacher bringing sheets and costumes into the classroom? How to explain that? Besides, all these props are gonna cost money."

Alan suggested, "I'll go halfsies with you on the props. I don't get a whole lot of spending money or I'd be more gallant and generous. But you'd pretty much have to buy them because I always have to ask before using the car... If it's too much trouble, we don't have to do this. I love being with you just the same, props or no props."

"No, I want to do this." Not only did she enjoy this role-playing tremendously, she also thought this might give her an edge over some of the other women Alan got sexual with. She didn't want him to come in every day with his penis too sore to use, or worse, see him spend his lunch period with someone else. So they made their plans.

With lunch halfway over, he was in a rush to leave, but as he headed to the door, Glory said to him, "Wait."

She paused, and Alan thought it would be something very important. "You know, young man, that we have a school assembly during the last period of class today, don't you?"

"Yeah? So what?"

"I don't expect you'll actually be going to that, will you?" Her emotions were a mix of mischievousness and apprehension.

Her meaning slowly dawned on him. "You mean, you want me to come back here? I could get in trouble for that."

"Ah. You're such a good kid. Don't worry. I'll give you a pass. I'm the one who's likely to get in trouble. The way we're meeting every day at lunch - we can't continue like that. It's just a matter of time until we get caught. And I'm corrupting you, encouraging delinquency, but I just love it too much. I want a full hour with you for once, instead of just part of a lunch period. I still want to know where you're going for the other half of your lunch period today, by the way."

He ignored that last sentence, instead replying, "Okay. See you in about an hour. Later!" He ran off.