Double Dare(102)

“Uummmph!” I squealed as the tremors overtook me, my little body shaking, my boobs heaving up and down as my pussy clenched. “Ummph! Umpph!” I screamed through the piece of man meat in my mouth.

And the big man’s eyes popped open. Was it true? Was I really coming just from having his dick in my mouth? But the brain is the body’s most sensitive organ and the sensuousness of the situation coupled with my naiveté made it happen. My pussy was on fire, clenching and spasming, wishing for a dick inside while my breasts bobbled up and down as I rode the roller coaster of lust to an amazing climax. I shivered, shook, my cunt pulsing, creaming hard, leaving a wet spot on the floor of the classroom, a pool of my female nectar.

And after we both calmed, I took a deep breath through my nose, squeezing his balls with soft fingers as the big man withdrew from my mouth.

“Oh fuck,” he groaned, watching with avid eyes as the mighty pole exited from my pink lips, inch after inch of glossy meat reappearing, still big, still semi-hard.

And I gasped once he was out, choking slightly, hacking a little.

“Oh god,” I coughed, “oh god.”

The big man was next to me in a flash, crouched on the ground.

“You okay little girl?” he stroked my cheek, then my haunches, running his big fingers over the smooth ivory.

And I shot him a smile, my mouth dry.

“You- you’re … really … big,” I whispered, my throat still sore, my lips cracked and stretched after the exercise they’d gotten.

And the alpha male just dropped a kiss on my shoulder before standing, his dick dripping, not bothering to hide the evidence of his lust.

“I know,” he grinned at me. “Ready to go again?”

And despite the soreness, the achiness, I felt a tingle start up in my pussy … because I wanted Mr. Phillips, bad.





CHAPTER SIX


Stone




There’s nothing so good as seeing a girl well fucked, sated and well-fed at your feet. Because that’s what Evie was. Her curves glistened under the light, her breasts rising and falling with short pants as she wiped at her lips, the remnants of cum leaving a faint smear on her chin and cheek, the sperm that had escaped.

And I’d never seen someone so astonishingly beautiful. The brunette was sweet yet wicked at once, tantalizing with that good girl image but fuck! She’d just gotten naked in a darkened classroom and sucked my dick, obediently getting on her knees and draining me of every last drop, milking me until there was nothing left to give.

And the amazing thing was that she’d come too. I hadn’t touched her, hadn’t petted her kitty, hadn’t stroked those beautiful breasts, hadn’t slipped my tongue into her ass. The only part of us melded together had been my cock in her mouth, and it’d been enough to make her orgasm, the excitement of a mouthful of man meat, the headiness of incredible oral enough to drive her over the edge.

And it’d been an amazing sight, the little brunette coming with my dick in her mouth, her eyes rolling up in her head, her body seizing and trembling as her cunt gave it up, that little snatch pulsing, her nips beating with the arousal. And it just made me spurt more, each pump of sperm longer and harder than the one before, pushing all of my semen into her body, the essence of man dripping down her throat.

But I wasn’t done with her yet. Oh no, the image of the kumquat danced before me and I rolled the little fruit in my fingers now.

“Want a taste?” I rumbled deeply, not bothering to put my cock back in my pants.

The girl stood up, wobbling in her heels, completely nude and god, I was stiff again just looking at her. Those big boobies, the narrow waist, and the wetly dripping cunt … I couldn’t help it.

But I wanted to leave her with something to remember, something to play with. So I beckoned for her to come closer.

And the girl wobbled towards me, still unsteady from her orgasm like a newborn colt.

“Mr. Phillips?” she sighed breathily. I took a hand in each of mine and put those little fingers gently on my shoulders for balance. It seemed to help, Evie was a little steadier and that was good because I was about to bring her in for another wild ride.

Slowly, oh so slowly, I reached two fingers down to lightly tease her pussy lips, massaging her puffy labia, dipping slightly between the glossy folds, her swollen flesh hot and steamy. She writhed and moaned, tossing her head back, eyes closed.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” I murmured. “Let me see.”

And with two fingers, I pulled her pussy lips back to gaze at her snatch, that beautiful interior channel on display. The brunette was bright pink on the insides, sopping wet and glistening, and my mouth watered at the sight, her hole dripping with juices, her clit standing straight up and begging for a kiss.