"How many girls have you fucked?" she said.
He shrugged. "Jesus, I don't know," he said. "I don't count."
"Have you ever licked a pussy?"
He shook his head. "I've never done that," he said.
She pulled up her uniform. As usual, she was without panties and her pussy was bare. He stared fixedly at her black bush of cunthair. She ran a hand between her legs and teased him by prying open her cunt-lips. The hot glow in his eyes was delicious.
She climbed on the bed and kneeled beside him for a moment. Then she leaned forward and placed her hands on either side of his shoulders. She looked down into his sweaty, upturned face. She threw a leg over his body. She straddled him and moved forward to hang her cunt over his face.
She had her uniform pulled up to her waist. He moved his hands around to cup her ass. He squeezed her asscheeks and pulled her crotch forward, into his face. His wet tongue swept through the fur covering her pussy. She felt the tip of his tongue flicking against her clit.
"That's good, honey," she said. "Just keep at it, you're doing fine."
He was an adorable kid. He ate her cunt slowly and patiently. She thanked the woman who'd showed him how. She hardly moved, except to let her right hand fall lightly on the top of his head. Her left hand continued to hold her uniform up out of the way. The hand on his head playfully ruffled his hair. She liked him. He wasn't ashamed to push his nose in a woman's cunt. He licked carefully, probing deep with his tongue. She could feel her cunt slopping with his saliva. She could feel his spit dribbling down her wet cunt-hair onto her inner thigh. It tickled a little, but she hardly noticed. Her thoughts were totally on the pleasure inside her hot cunt.
She finally pulled her cunt away from his mouth. She moved back to straddle his thighs. She positioned the hairy slot of her cunt over his massive fuck-meat. She reached down, took the red-knobbed cock in her hands, and centered it on her cunt-gash. Thea she slowly squatted down until his fat cock-head touched her cunt-lips. She had cunt-juice oozing out of her pussy in a flood. She smeared some of it on the head of his cock. She rubbed his spongy cock-head up and down her cunt-slit, just barely touching her swollen clit. Then she squatted down, pushing his cock into her cunt, stuffing herself with its hot, throbbing hardness. A grunt of pleasure gurgled out of his throat.
She sat there a moment, her body speared on his cock. She straddled him as if he were a horse. She loved the feel of his huge young cock in her sopping wet cunt. She began grinding her hips, impaling herself on his cock and moaning her pleasure.
The boy grunted each time she completed a thrust on his cock. The look of pleasure on his face was exciting. She had him in her power. She felt herself to be in total control!
Now, she changed the movements of her hips to a slow, rhythmical hunching. He fucked his own hips up and down, pumping his cock in and out of her slippery cunt. The sounds of their groaning and grunting filled the room. Christie prayed no one out in the corridor could hear them. The danger of discovery increased her excitement. She frantically worked her hungry cunt up and down on the boy's giant cock. Her breathing was unsteady, her mouth gasping and sucking for air. She was now so excited, she was no longer aware of her surroundings. Having her cunt fully stretched by a thick cock always did this to her. No matter how strong her determination to maintain control, she sooner or later lost out to the pleasure of the fucking. Her eyes clamped shut for long moments, and then she opened them quickly as the rhythm of her fucking became frenzied.
She smiled at him. She reached a hand behind her and fingered his swollen balls. She shivered at the thought of his balls bloated with hot jism. She waited until he'd simmered down a little, and then she began pumping her cunt again. She moved slowly at first, and then with greater force and speed.
She was soon aware of the growing response of her body within moments, she was climbing up to an orgasm, shuddering and trembling ramming her cunt down oh the hot pole of his cock.
As she quaked and groaned through her climax, his sock suddenly began spewing out its load. A torrent of sticky, hot jism flooded her cunt, shooting up her pussy channel in a foaming geyser. She cried out at the feel of it, gurgling and moaning with lust. Squeezed out by the spasms in bet cunt, her own cunt juice gushed down over his throbbing cock and drenched his balls.
With a final moan, she pulled the swollen flesh, of her cunt off his softening cock. His glistening fuck-meat popped out of her pussy hole and flopped on his thigh.
Christie gradually became aware of the time and place. She climbed off his body and left the bed. Holding her uniform up around the waist, she walked over to the small sink and briefly cleaned up her crotch. Then, she turned back to the bed. She looked down at the soft meat of his cock and smiled.
"You need cleaning, too," she said.
She had a sudden lecherous impulse to wash his cock and balls with her tongue. Why not? she thought. It's mostly my own cunt-juice. His flaccid cock lay on his thigh like a restless snake. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she lowered her fact toward his crotch.
Her nipples brushed his thighs. She took his cock in her hand, holding its weight on her palm. As she gazed at it, it began to swell and thicken. She watched the tip bloom and grow darker. She watched the soft skin grow tight and velvety before her eyes. She felt the thickness of him in her hand. His cock pulsed with an animal power under her fingers as his blood pumped into it. She watched his balls jerking up and down in their wrinkled sac.
She had no doubt that she'd be able to make him come again. This would be the third time. Maybe afterward he'd be able to get some rest! A shiver went down her spine at the lewdness of what she was doing. It certainly wasn't the accepted way to wash up a patient! Her pussy quivered. She could feel her cunt-lips swelling up again.
He was now pumping his hips at her, making his cock slide in her hand. She tipped his cock-shaft toward her mouth. Opening her lips, she sucked him in.
"Oh, Christ!" he moaned.
His cock filled her mouth, pushing her tongue aside and bloating out her cheeks. She could taste the flavor of his juice-coated fuck-meat. She took his cock all the way in until his velvety cock-head hit the back of her throat. She made a mewling sound of pleasure and went to work on him.
She licked and sucked until all the flavor of their combined juices was gone. Then she pulled her mouth off his cock and licked along the root of his cock-shaft. Her tongue lashed out again and again, her lips sucking and kissing with a loud wet noise.
She followed her nose into the bush of his crotch-hair. She washed her tongue over the folded, wrinkled skin of his balls. When she stuffed his glistening cock back into her mouth, he pushed his hips up toward her face.
"Oh, yeah!" he moaned. "Oh, Christ, that's good!"
She felt his cock swell and tremble and push back to her throat. She knew he'd come soon! She tightened her lips and increased the suction on his cock-head. A moment later, his fat cock-knob swelled up like a balloon and throbbed out the first jet of his milky jism. The salvo of sperm surged past her lips, over the flat of her tongue and into her throat. She felt the warm, slippery splatter of his cock-cream trickling, down her gullet. She heard him groan. His hands grabbed her head. His hips writhed beneath her face. She kept sucking until the flow stopped, and then she squeezed his balls and sucked some more.
He groaned. She finally pulled her mouth off his cock with a slurping noise. She swirled her tongue over her lips and swallowed the clinging remnants of his cum.