His teacher's cunt was opened even more fully to his increasingly mindless probes. Bert's mind was fogging with lust, and he was finding it harder and harder to do anything but surrender to the primal urges driving through his body. He felt the sensitive tip of his glans smash into Julia's cervix. She moaned and convulsively tightened her muscles around her length.
When Bert attempted to withdraw, it was against a powerful suction. The lewd sucking noise as he slipped free seem to drive the woman into a frenzy. Her wild bucking and humping prompted him to drive himself into her hole again and again.
Her pussy attracted him the way a magnet seizes iron. Fast inside her belly, Bert felt cock expanding, throbing and burning. A sudden pulse like a jolt of electricity exploded and raced down his length and detonated in his trapped balls.
The jism he had been selfishly hoarding was not to be denied release. The boy's whitewash blew out of his fleshy nozzle and painted the inside of Julia's cunt. A multihued curtain was drawn across his brain. His heart seemed to skip a beat so intent was his body on orgamsic indulgence. Locked together at the gentials, the student and his teacher soared and glided and dived through the oceans of eternal passion.
They both drowned and bathed in the liquid love that passed between them, relished the feel that they momentarily shared, then surfaced and stared at one another, the lust slowly fading from their brains.
Julia's leg was still draped undecorously over Bert's shoulder. He shrugged slightly and allowed the limb to drop to the floor. He supported himself on his arms and gazed down into her limpid clear eyes, then kissed her with unabated passion. He wiggled his hips a bit and stirred his still rigid rod until it began to die, to turn into a slumbering worm.
Julia smiled, this smile was one of great satisfaction. "You're a great student Bert, a really great one!"
"And you're not so bad as a teacher either."
Chapter 5
"And neither of you seem to have anything to complain about. Just lil' ole me, I suppose."
Bert's eyes snapped up to the doorway. In the open space, doorknob in hand, stood a young woman staring at them. Bert suddenly felt small, inadequate. But he repressed the idiotic urge to cover his groin with his hands. Whoever she was, the spy in the door had already seen a lot. A bit more wasn't going to change things one way of the other.
Bert glanced down at his once proud cock. It had collapsed and slithered out of Julia's come-filled orifice. Her own slippery juices as well as his creamy seed covered his penis and his teacher's pussy. There was no hiding that from anyone.
Besides an idiot could have told what they had been doing.
Bert spoke, his voice almost casual. "Who, might I ask, are you?"
"Oh, nobody, nobody at all. I just live here." The woman came into the room, jerked her key from the lock, then closed the door behind her.
Bert studied her intently and decided he liked what he saw. He may have been embarrased and bare-ass naked, but he managed to retain some aplomb, rare in a boy only in his mid-teens.
Bert was rapidly becoming quite sophisticated and able to handle all sorts of peculiar situations.
The woman dumped a load of books onto the table. That meant she was a student, but from the size and type of books, Bert guessed she was a college student. She wasn't young enough to be a high schooler. And would Julia actually room with a high school student? The thought seemed preposterous.
Her roommate was as stunning as Julia, in her own way. She was moderately tall, about five foot seven and auburn hair that was pulled back and held by a jeweled band. Blue-grey, intelligent eyes seemed to laugh at some joke. Bert suspected that it might have been directed at Julia being caught as much as anything else. Supple, trim body, the smooth muscles of an athlete ruppling under the expsoed skin. A real knockout, even in jeans and a baggy blouse that fell staight down from the tops of her jugs. The boy suspected a superlative figure lurked under the shapeless clothing; her figure would have to match the rest of her or there was simply no justice in the world.
Julia spoke for the first time. "Bert, could you sort of let me up? As long as you are leaning on the table, you've got me pinned here."
Bert looked longingly back into those jet black eyes. "Do you want to go anywhere? I don't! I sort of like it here." He couldn't imagine a nicer location than between Julia's widespread legs, him looking down at her body that would make a beauty queen turn green with envy.
"Bert." Julia's voice held the slight snap of command, "Get up."
The youth reluctantly did so. He slid back to sit cross-legged on the soft rug as he watched Julia Munoz rise, grace in even such as awkward maneuver. Anew, he drank in the beauty of her form, the perfectly formed tits, the wasp waist, the flaring hips and luscious legs. Her skin tone was a uniform tawny russet that made him think that one of Cellini's famous bronzes had been endowed with life.
"Hi, Barbara."
"Hi, Julia. Ummmm, giving one of your students a little extracurricular activity?"
Julia glared at Barbara, then said, "You might say that."
Barbara tch-tch-tched. "And here you were the one bitching about being forced into chaperoning student dances. Julia dear, I'm sure the students, male ones at least, would love you to chaperone them. It's obvious this one does."
Barbara's blue-grey eyes studied Bert as if he were a bug under a microscope. As she worked her way down his body and found his groin, the clinical inspection became less and less objective and more subjective. The boy could sense the lust mounting in Julia's roommate as surely as the girl had openly voiced it.
She wanted a crack at him too!
The old Bert would have been panic sticken. But then, the old Bert Ellis would never have gotten the ultimate fucking of his life from one of the hottest chicks he'd ever seen. He decided to play this for all it was worth, and he might end up getting Julia and her roommate at the end of his prong.
"Did I pass disection?"
Barbara quickly corrected, "You mean inspection."
"I meant what I said. You've been eyeing me like I'm a bug in a box." Bert turned to Julia who had retrieved her drink and sat naked and unconcerned on the sofa. "Doesn't she look like she wants to cut me apart?"
Julia took a sip from her glass, then said, "More likely, she wants to eat you. Voracious bitch, that Barbara."
Bert looked up at the coed, casually perched on the bar. A brief instant of – lust? – flashed across her face, then she became impassive, judical again. As if passing sentence, she declared, "I doubt if you could really do much to satisfy me, little boy."
Bert quaked inside. He was being put down. Inwardly he rebelled. This wasn't going to get to him. He was not going to lose his temper. Bert would be the one to put her down, and make her beg for more!
"You're probably right. I doubt if I could satisfy you. Your cunt is probably so enlarged, it would take a telephone pole to…"
He had to refrain from laughing at Barbara's reaction. It was precisely what he had expected. Barbara furiously exploded.
"Goddamn! What do you know…? her voice trailed off as she heard Julia quietly chuckling.
Julia looked up at Barbara. "Roommate of mine, you're the one who's supposed to be the psychology major. Who just lost that round?"
Barbara looked away and leaned back against the bar with her arms defensively crossed. "You couldn't possibly satisfy me."
Bert reclined of the floor hoping that the sight of his balls would excite Barbara. "I don't really know what I could bet on that. You've told me that I don't have anything you want…"