01-03-2019, 05:10 PM
She collapsed on him. She slowly lifted her body slowly, feeling the thick trunk of unrelenting cock ease out and then slid down back. She shivered. And then again she slid up and down. The cock remained hard – softer than before, but hard enough for her to take a slow and steady dribble of pleasure.
Her pussy drained continuously. Part of it was his cum flowing out when she was on top. Part of it was her own cunt, giving, flowing and releasing continuously.
She felt tender and her body was vibrating from the cumming. She raised herself off for the final time, and the cock plopped out. Her eyes wandered to the computer in search of Sunil. He was watching.
“That was a good phuck!” the student declared. They were both slick with sweat. Nalini had never fucked so hard for so long ever before. She shimmied forward, allowing the juices from her pussy to spread on his abdomen. She brought her breasts to his face.
“Suck,” she ordered. Dutifully, the student took her breast in his mouth with loud, slurping noises, licked and sucked. She held his head and guided him to her nipples. He pulled at them with his lips. She then guided him to the other breast. Her eyes went to Sunil. Then to the boy who was sucking on her. And then she closed her eyes, savoring his attention. When she felt relief in both her nipples she let go of his head.
She looked back and found his cock standing up, waving in the air.
She wanted to suck him. Hold him. And when she imagined those, her pussy said, fuck him. Again.
But she knew the professor was going to be home soon. She had no idea what she would wear. Only her petticoat was still around her waist, the rest of her clothes were already off her.
She shimmied back down till his cock was in her face. Lovingly, she stroked the specimen, her mouth tantalizingly close. She kissed the pillar and she briefly took the head into her mouth. He spasmed. She tasted that small release of the next batch of precum. She thought about it briefly and realized that this boy took very long to cum. She thought she could not finish what she wanted to start now.
She held him in her fist and stroked his cock in full while still telling him to go.
“Go,” she said, his cock sticky in her hands.
“Only when you stop!” he groaned.
“I am stroking you only while you are still here,” she said, lovingly stroking the cock with varying speeds. On impulse she leaned forward and licked his balls and probed with her tongue deep between his legs, still pumping the cock.
With no warning he spurted with a loud groan. Gobs of semen flew into the air and when they fell, they fell on her hair. Nalini fisted him rapidly as he came. She was glad it happened, that it happened quickly and now she wished it to be complete for him.
Finally, the cock shrank rapidly. He was drained. She smiled in triumph. She stood up. Her petticoat was hopelessly crumpled. She looked down at herself and noted that she needed a full bath. Her own juices and his cum was everywhere. Her hands were full of his semen. Her stomach was stained, as was her ass. Her lower body was a soppy mess of semi-dry fluids. Her hair had streaks of cum.
She was standing on the bed. She kicked his supine form.
“Get out!” she ordered him. “Before ‘sir’ comes.” She knew that would get him moving for the professor was really terror with his students.
She reached out to the laptop. She had nothing to say to Sunil. She switched off the computer with no courtesies to her all-too-successful e-tutor.
Her pussy drained continuously. Part of it was his cum flowing out when she was on top. Part of it was her own cunt, giving, flowing and releasing continuously.
She felt tender and her body was vibrating from the cumming. She raised herself off for the final time, and the cock plopped out. Her eyes wandered to the computer in search of Sunil. He was watching.
“That was a good phuck!” the student declared. They were both slick with sweat. Nalini had never fucked so hard for so long ever before. She shimmied forward, allowing the juices from her pussy to spread on his abdomen. She brought her breasts to his face.
“Suck,” she ordered. Dutifully, the student took her breast in his mouth with loud, slurping noises, licked and sucked. She held his head and guided him to her nipples. He pulled at them with his lips. She then guided him to the other breast. Her eyes went to Sunil. Then to the boy who was sucking on her. And then she closed her eyes, savoring his attention. When she felt relief in both her nipples she let go of his head.
She looked back and found his cock standing up, waving in the air.
She wanted to suck him. Hold him. And when she imagined those, her pussy said, fuck him. Again.
But she knew the professor was going to be home soon. She had no idea what she would wear. Only her petticoat was still around her waist, the rest of her clothes were already off her.
She shimmied back down till his cock was in her face. Lovingly, she stroked the specimen, her mouth tantalizingly close. She kissed the pillar and she briefly took the head into her mouth. He spasmed. She tasted that small release of the next batch of precum. She thought about it briefly and realized that this boy took very long to cum. She thought she could not finish what she wanted to start now.
She held him in her fist and stroked his cock in full while still telling him to go.
“Go,” she said, his cock sticky in her hands.
“Only when you stop!” he groaned.
“I am stroking you only while you are still here,” she said, lovingly stroking the cock with varying speeds. On impulse she leaned forward and licked his balls and probed with her tongue deep between his legs, still pumping the cock.
With no warning he spurted with a loud groan. Gobs of semen flew into the air and when they fell, they fell on her hair. Nalini fisted him rapidly as he came. She was glad it happened, that it happened quickly and now she wished it to be complete for him.
Finally, the cock shrank rapidly. He was drained. She smiled in triumph. She stood up. Her petticoat was hopelessly crumpled. She looked down at herself and noted that she needed a full bath. Her own juices and his cum was everywhere. Her hands were full of his semen. Her stomach was stained, as was her ass. Her lower body was a soppy mess of semi-dry fluids. Her hair had streaks of cum.
She was standing on the bed. She kicked his supine form.
“Get out!” she ordered him. “Before ‘sir’ comes.” She knew that would get him moving for the professor was really terror with his students.
She reached out to the laptop. She had nothing to say to Sunil. She switched off the computer with no courtesies to her all-too-successful e-tutor.
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