He worked his way down my legs as far as the back of my knees before coming back up again and never quite getting to my eager sex, and after a few minutes of this delicious torture, I was being driven slowly insane. The heavyweight champion of my pussy paused to survey his handiwork, seeing the sopping wet mess he’d made, and finally decided to take pity on me.
He swirled his tongue around my clit for a moment, before lapping upwards along the length of my slit. Delving as deep as he could past my tight teen entrance, he explored that special place where he was the only man to have ever gone.
Despite his barely restrained lust, which I could feel as a quivering in his lips, he paid close attention to every last fold and curve of my sex, almost worshipping it with his licking, sucking and kissing. Every time his tongue strayed to my clit, it built up a fiery ball of pleasure in my belly, and I knew exactly what I was in for.
Smack!
I squealed and threw my head back as Austin spanked me, no doubt leaving a clear red hand-print on my ass like he was branding me as his own. As if there was any doubt of that.
Even after everything that Austin had done to me, it was still hard to believe I just got spanked in a tutorial room on campus. And I was going to cum like a banshee. And get fucked… hard.
Austin’s palm circled around on my ass cheek where he’d just spanked me, keeping me on edge about getting another smack as he returned his attention to eating my pussy from behind. Instead, his other hand curled around my thigh, pulling my body against his mouth as he really buried himself in his task.
My juices were flowing freely, but my husband’s almost superhuman tongue was up to the task, and I didn’t feel any of my sweet nectar flowing down my thighs. Each breath I took was becoming less like breathing and more like shrieks of ecstasy, as my orgasm threatened to rob me of my powers of sight when it arrived.
Sensing how close I was, Austin gripped as tight as he ever had, locking himself in place and going to town on my clit. I thought the world was going to explode along with me.
Pleasure, pure and white hot, made me gasp. I was just about to let it all out in a window-shattering affirmation when I saw the handle on the door start to turn and I clamped my hands over my mouth.
I couldn’t tell Austin to stop. If I let my hands go, then all I would do is let loose a scream of ecstasy. All that pleasure churned and broiled inside of me with nowhere to go, as I watched the handle jiggle as the person on the other side found the door locked.
Austin, oblivious or apathetic, forced ever more pleasure into the pressure cooker that was my body until I was beyond what any nineteen year old girl could take. The handle stopped moving and I prayed that the footsteps I heard walking away were real rather than wishful thinking.
Either way, I let out a long groan of relief and satisfaction, hoping that all that stress hadn’t done any lasting damage to my internal organs. My legs were not supporting any of my weight now, as the last tendrils of my climax made me twitch and Austin’s tongue finally slowed.
“Time to do what you were born to do, little girl. Stay right there, that’s exactly where I want you,” said Austin, getting to his feet.
I wiped a bit of dribble that had found its way out of the side of my mouth. “Wait, somebody’s coming,” I panted.
“Yeah, me, in you.”
“But-”
Smack!
My husband’s palm came down right on top of the last handprint and I sucked air in through my teeth. Seconds later, the sound of a zip told me all I needed to know about how the remaining time until my tutorial would be spent.
Fat, hard, dick pushed at my still-quivering pussy-lips and started to slide inside me. I scrambled to regain my grip on the edge of the desk and grunted with the effort of accommodating him.
No matter how many times he fucked me, the first thrusts were always like my first time with him. The panic, the primal need, coursed through my body and made me push back against this huge masculine invader, despite the fear and sense of him being simply too big.
Everything else in my world disappeared except for the sensation of fullness as inch after hard throbbing inch of majestic cock found a home in my tight little pussy. Austin pushed himself halfway in, then pulled almost completely out, before thrusting himself forward again until I felt his jeans against my ass.
“Holy mother of fuck, you feel good,” growled Austin.
He had no idea. The triumph of taking a cock like his, the way it pulsed and twitched against the sensitive walls of my vagina, the way his powerful body rocked mine, felt like being the sexiest woman who ever walked the Earth, if only for a while.
Austin buried his hand in my hair and grasped a fistful, before steadying himself with his other hand on my ass, and thrusting his length in and out of me. He pulled back hard, dragging my head up off the desk and forcing my entire body against his pounding cock.