Fantasy The Slut College Teacher by shanti2010-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She allowed the pleasure to wash through her body like water. It was a soft and warm sensation and that was quickly replaced by a more urgent need as the other teacher began finger fucking her cunt.

"No, ohhhhh, no, don't! It.. . it's too goooood!" Shanti was enjoying it and Ramya smiled and dropped to her knees. "I think you'll like this even more.

Her mouth fastened on the other woman's cunt.

The soft lips pressed into blood-engorged cunt lips. The rough wet tongue began licking and lapping all over the length of her gash. The thick juices oozing from her cunt were sucked up and savored noisily.

But she didn't stop there. Her tongue lashed out and beat hard against the tiny pillar of erect clit. Each time that driving tongue smashed down, a new sense of need rushed into Shanti's cunt. She felt herself growing weaker.

No longer could she protest.

She didn't even want to! She was enjoying this tongue lashing too much.

"Ummm, you taste good!" exclaimed Ramya, looking up at the woman. Her lips were gleaming with cunt juice and there was a wicked gleam in her eye. She had more than simply eating a pussy on her mind.

"Don't stop," begged Shanti. "Not now, not when you've got me turned on so goddamned much!"

"You're going to have to earn it." Ramya acrobatically upended herself, allowing her skid to drop over her head. But this exposed her panties to the other woman's mouth-her panties and her already wet snatch.

"You want me to ... to do the same for you?"

Shanti asked, uncertain if she should or not.

"Do it, dammit! And now! Before someone comes in and finds us!" That thought had never entered Shanti's head. Any of the other teachers could come in and find them eating out each other's pussies.

That would get her fired for sure.

The sight of the other woman's pussy, its nearness, the aromatic and lusty odor, all combined to rob her of her common sense.

So what if she were caught?

This was the opportunity of a lifetime!

She wasn't going to let it go! She skinned down the panties enough to expose the harlot's flowing gash. The pussy lips were already pink with blood and throbbing hard.

She immediately stuffed her face into the vee of the woman's legs.

The taste assailed her lips, tongue, nostrils. She couldn't get enough of the other woman's cunt sauce. She lapped and licked and then thrust her tongue, cock-hard, into the gaping cunt.

She felt the other woman return the favor. Tongues in both their cunts, they began rapidly fluttering around in the velvet hung passages. Shanti was almost sobbing from reaction.

She could barely contain herself. Wanting to scream and not knowing if it would attract attention made her shove her face even more forcefully into the woman's crotch.

The acid tang of the cunt juice spurred her on.

Tongue lashing out, she searched for and sought out all the right nerves. She made certain the other woman was getting the eating out of her young life and there wasn't a single spot she left untangled. The same thing was happening between her own legs.

The quaking sensation of approaching orgasm seized her. She tried to hold it back. She was getting greedy.

She wanted to feel the full impact of a big orgasm, a very big one. No longer satisfied with the tiny ones that simply wracked her body for a moment, then passed, she wanted to go all the way.

With the other woman's knowing tongue on her cut, she thought it was going to be possible this time.

The sexual tensions were mounting in her belly.

She felt the vague contractions along her cunt strengthening. Her breath came in harsh, hurried gasps. She started tongue-fucking the cunt so wantonly opened for her with an emotion approaching frenzy.

Then the dam inside her body burst.

She came with the force of moutons of gallons of water rushing down a tiny valley. The impact of the physical and emotional come was almost too much for her.

She groaned and shook and sobbed and unashamedly let the tears roll down her cheeks.

And then it was over. Too quick. She wanted more. She had to make the other woman tongue-fuck her cunt even harder.

She began running her rough, wet, pink tongue all over the harlot and bristly strands surrounding the other woman's cunt hole.

She didn't miss a single spot. Her tongue languorously swabbed down the entire area around her cunt mouth.

Then her tongue stabbed out and down into the juicy twat.

The teacher felt the body of the other woman tense up. A trapped animal Sound told her the. teacher was coming. She felt a rush of excitement. She was the one who'd done it. She had actually made another woman come..

Shanti wanted more of this exciting lesbian mouth love. She had never in her wildest imaginings thought another woman could get her this hot, She was wrong. And now she wanted to find out what she'd been missing for too long.

Ramya squirmed in her grasp and managed to escape. She quickly pulled down her, skirt and "heavily breathed, "God, someone's coming, "Yes! Me!" "Shut up, damn your eyes! I meant out in the hall!"

Shanti reluctantly straightened her skirt for, the second time that day. She smiled a little as Adi Reddy came into the teachers' lounge. He was the chemistry teacher with the hot for anything wearing a skirt.

She didn't know which was worse, him actively pawing all the women teachers or his counterpart in the chemistry department, old Mr. Hunt, long since past his prime and looking like a prune.

"I'd better be going," she reluctantly told Ramya. The gnawing hunger in. her cunt wasn't going to let loose. It was trying to devour her. She was going to have to get balled by a real man's prick-and soon-or she'd go mad from unfulfilled lust.

Shanti rushed from the room, not even looking back at the surprised Adi Reddy.