I don't have anything to say but beside comment to know if there's still anyone reading this fic.
It helps me know that I am not making this for nothing.
Anyway, enjoy. Toodaloo Bitches.
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Morty's heart was pounding as he pulled out of Pamela's tight, wet pussy. He had just fucked his history teacher in her office during school hours, and it felt incredible. As he looked down at her flushed face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment.
Pamela groaned softly, still catching her breath from the intense pleasure she had just experienced. Morty smirked and leaned in close to whisper in her ear.
"Clean my dick with your mouth."
Without hesitation, Pamela knelt in front of him before opening wide and took his cock into her mouth. She began bobbing up and down on it slowly at first before picking up speed as she tasted Morty's cum mixed with her own juices on his shaft. Her lips slid smoothly along the length of him while she suckled greedily at the head like a hungry baby bird searching for milk from its mother's teats.
Morty closed his eyes tightly as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through him from being deep-throated by this gorgeous woman who only moments ago was lecturing him about historical events that happened centuries ago!
He gripped onto Pamela's hair firmly yet lovingly guiding how fast or slow she should move while moaning approval every now then when she hit just right spots inside him causing electric shockwaves throughout entire body making even more sensitive than usual already heightened state due to recent release earlier today…
Morty's heart was racing as he watched Pamela bob up and down on his cock, her lips sliding smoothly along the length of him. As she took more of him into her mouth, Morty reached down to gently stroke her hair.
"Do you like the taste of it?" he asked curiously.
Pamela moaned around his cock before pulling off with a pop. She looked up at him with hooded eyes, a small smile playing on her lips.
"It's addicting," she whispered huskily.
"I can't live without your semen."
Morty felt himself grow even harder at those words. He knew he had to be careful not to cum too soon again but damn if that didn't make things even hotter between them!
Without saying anything else, he grabbed onto Pamela's shoulders and began thrusting into her mouth once more while grinding against her face as if trying desperately for release.
Morty's hips began to move faster as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. He gripped onto Pamela's shoulders tightly, his fingers digging into her skin as he roughly fucked her mouth.
Pamela moaned around his cock, loving the rough treatment she was receiving from this normally shy student of hers. She wrapped her lips tightly around him, sucking hard as if trying to draw every last drop of cum from him.
The wet sensation of his teacher's mouth enveloping his cock. Pamela was an experienced woman, and it showed in the way she expertly bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. Her hands gripped him tightly, massaging him with just the right amount of pressure.
As Morty neared climax, he knew this was going to be one for the books. He watched in awe as Pamela opened her mouth wide to show off her skills - she had collected every last drop of his pre-cum and semen inside those beautiful lips! She chewed it slowly, savoring every bit before swallowing it down with a satisfied smack of her lips.
Pamela looked up at Morty with a mischievous glint in her eye before leaning forward again to take him deeper into her throat. Morty groaned loudly as he felt himself about to explode inside his teacher's mouth - this was better than anything he could have imagined! With one final thrust, Morty emptied himself into Pamela's waiting maw; hot sticky ropes of cum filling up every corner of that cavernous space between those luscious red lips!
Pamela pulled back slowly from Morty's still throbbing cock, revealing an impressive amount of white string stretched out between them like spaghetti noodles connecting two plates on opposite ends of a table – only instead they were connected by oral pleasure instead!
She then proceeded to push Morty into the nearby couch then straddle over before sliding his cock inside her pussy once again. She expertly gripped him with her inner walls. Her hips began to move rhythmically up and down on his shaft, driving him wild with pleasure.
As they continued their passionate encounter, Morty watched in awe as Pamela arched her back at just how deep he was inside her.
He could feel every inch of himself buried within those soft folds of flesh; it was like being wrapped up in a warm blanket on a cold winter night! The sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room - moans echoing off the walls accompanied by slapping skin and grunts of pleasure from both parties involved.
Pamela leaned forward slightly so that their faces were close together while she continued to ride him hard and fast – eyes locked onto each other as if sharing some secret no one else could understand or see but them alone...
"Oh god, Morty... you feel so good." She moans softly as she feels Morty's hard cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.
"Fuck yeah, Pamela. You know I love fucking you." He grunts with pleasure while Pamela continue to gasp in the air
"Yes... yes, just like that... harder!"
"Alright babe, here we go!" he starts pounding into her with more force*
"Ooohhhh!! Mmmmph!! Yessss!!! That's it baby!!! Fuck meeee!!!" She screams in pleasure as Morty's cock hits her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body*
"Oh god, Morty! You're going to make me cum again!"
"That's it babe, cum for me." He grunted in satisfactory.
"I... I can't stop... you feel so good…" her voice is barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together.
"Hahaha that's just what I like to hear." He starts pounding into her harder and faster"
Their breathing became heavier; sweat dripped down both their faces adding another layer between them... And then suddenly without warning Morty felt himself reaching climax once more – hot sticky ropes shooting out from deep within him filling up every crevice inside Pamela's waiting pussy!
Morty laid in the embrace of his teacher, Pamela, as they both caught their breath. He had just finished fucking her on the couch in her office, and now they were basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Morty ran his fingers through Pamela's hair, feeling content and satisfied.
"Wow," she said softly, resting her head on his chest.
"That was... intense." Morty smiled and nodded in agreement. Morty reluctantly pulled away from Pamela's embrace, his heart racing with excitement and uncertainty about what the future held for them. He stood up and offered her a hand, helping her to her feet as well.
"Thank you," she said softly, taking his hand in hers.
"For everything." Morty smiled warmly at her before pulling her into another passionate kiss—this one more tender than their previous encounters had been. When they finally parted ways, both of them were blushing profusely but feeling more connected than ever before.
"No problem, let's get dressed or else we won't be able to get home at this rate," Morty said with a wink as he started getting dressed again while Pamela gathered up some of her belongings from around the office—including the panties that had been discarded during their tryst on the couch earlier that day…
As Morty and Pamela dressed, he couldn't help but notice the collar she was wearing around her neck—the same one he had given to her during their last sexual encounter. He smiled at the memory of that night and how things had escalated so quickly between them.
"I see you're still wearing the collar," he said casually as he wore his shirt.
Pamela looked down at the black leather collar around her neck, feeling a rush of emotions wash over her. She loved this collar; it reminded her of Morty and all the passionate moments they shared together—both in and out of the bedroom…
"I love this collar," she said softly, her voice filled with emotion.
"It reminds me of you and how much I care for you."
Morty's heart swelled at her words; he couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found someone like Pamela who not only shared his passion but also understood the depth of their bond on a level beyond just sex. As they finished getting dressed and prepared to leave, they exchanged one last lingering glance before heading out into the night—hand in hand…
As they walked out of Pamela's office building hand in hand, Morty couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the turn his life had taken over the past few weeks. He had never imagined himself falling for his teacher—let alone having sex with her multiple times—but here he was, walking away from another incredible encounter feeling more alive than ever before.
"Goodnight, Pamela," he said softly as they reached their respective cars parked outside.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
Pamela smiled warmly at him and leaned in for one last goodbye kiss—a tender moment that left them both breathless and eager for what lay ahead…
Morty Smith walked briskly out of the high school, his backpack slung over one shoulder. The sun was beginning to dip in the sky, casting long shadows across the parking lot.
Morty went to his car and stored it back in his Megastructure to use it when he needed it.
'Summer should have gone home with mom.' Morty was going on an adventure with Rick which is why he won't be able to drive Summer home. Though he can use a split body to accompany Summer still prefers to keep himself as one.
He called them split bodies because they are not clones like having Parallel self. It is him, just him. For an outsider, they will think he is not the same but if they experience it then they know the split body is all him.
Soon, He spotted Rick's spaceship parked in its usual spot, a few spaces away from the rusted remains of an old Chevy. As he approached, Morty felt a surge of excitement. This is what he had been waiting for quite a while.
"Hey, Rick!" Morty called out, his voice steady and clear.
Rick, who had been fiddling with something under the hood of the spaceship, looked up, a bit startled by the tone.
"Hey, Morty. Ready to go on another wild, unpredictable, potentially fatal adventure?"
"Absolutely," Morty replied, a determined glint in his eye.
"What's the plan today?" Rick raised an eyebrow, impressed.
"Well, Morty, we're heading to Dimension Z-Alpha-3. Ther-the-There's a rare mineral *Buurp* there, Zedranium, that I need for a new experiment. It's dangerous *Buuurp* territory, though. Lots of hostile creatures and unpredictable weather patterns. Think you can handle it?"
"Rick, I've been handling this stuff for a while now." Morty said, stepping closer.
"I'm not the same scared kid you dragged along anymore. Let's get that Zedranium and get out of there." Rick smirked, a hint of pride in his eyes.
"Alright, Morty. Let's see *Buurp* what you've got."
The two climbed into the spaceship, and Morty took his place in the co-pilot's seat. Rick punched in the coordinates, and the ship hummed to life, lifting off the ground and shooting into the sky. The familiar feeling of being thrust into another dimension filled Morty with adrenaline, but this time, he felt in control.