by Reed James
I grabbed his soft, brown hair. I pulled him between my thighs. I loved how pliant he was, so willing to do what I wanted. I pressed his face right into my bush. He breathed in my musk, rubbing his lips and cheeks into my silky forest and against my hot pussy folds.
“Now lick,” I groaned. “Draw your tongue up my labia. Caress my pussy lips. Get me wet and excited.”
His first lick was hesitant, a light flick across my labia.
“No, be a man and dig that tongue through me,” I groaned, pressing his face harder into my snatch.
“Yes, Mrs. Umayyah.”
“Women like a man whose bold and eats their pussies with—” My eyes widened as his tongue swiped through my folds. He teased my labia and flicked my clit. Pleasure sparked through me. “Yes, Pete, like that. Be a man. Feast on my cunt.”
He groaned, loving the taste of my pussy. He licked again and again. His eyes stared up at me, watching my boobs bounce and shake. I moaned, letting him hear how much I loved his licking, encouraging him to keep at it. To give me such wondrous delight. I squirmed, my eyes rolling back into my head.
“Oh, yes, just like that,” I whimpered. “Mmm, you're doing good. Oh, yes. Ooh, I love it.”
I squirmed and writhed, grinding my pussy on his hungry mouth. I shuddered, his tongue swiping across my pussy lips. I whimpered, leaning back and humping against him. Such delight surged through me.
He kept flicking my clit, batting my little nub as he lapped through my folds. He groaned again, his tongue growing in confidence. He attacked my pussy with boyish enthusiasm. His youthful passion sent rapture fluttering through my body over and over.
Giving me what I craved. What that whore Vicky Samuels received from her nephew Clint in the classroom next door.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned, humping against his mouth. “Just like that. Ooh, I love it. You're doing so great at it. Ooh, yes.”
“I am?” he asked.
“Don't you hear me moaning?” I panted as his tongue lapped through me again. “And... Yes, that's my clit. Pay attention to that for a few minutes.”
His fingers parted my folds. I felt his eyes on my little, pink bud. Then he flicked it with his tongue. I bucked hard, my breasts heaving before me. They slapped together as the pleasure surged through me. I leaned back on my elbows, squirming on my desk. My toes curled as he lapped at my clit again and again, flicking my bud.
“See?” I groaned. “See how much women like having their clits play with?”
“Yes!” he panted then sucked on my bud.
“Pete!”
I bucked and heaved, loving his young enthusiasm. He sucked on my clit, nibbling on it. He drove me wild with the pleasure he generated. My eyes rolled back into my head. Such delicious delight surged through me. I groaned and gasped as he nibbled on my bud. He sucked on it. He had me squirming in rapturous delight.
I ground my pussy on his face. I smeared my flesh against his hungry mouth. Pleasure swelled in my pussy. But I felt so empty. I needed something in me. Probing me. Giving me one last bit of sensation to drive me over the edge into my pleasure.
“Finger my cunt now, Pete,” I groaned. “Jam two fingers into me. Fuck them in and out of me while licking my clit!”
“Yes, Mrs. Umayyah!” he groaned.
I gasped as he rammed two fingers into my cunt's depths. He stirred me around while his tongue flicked and batted my clit. I gasped and spasmed. My eyes fluttered as the heat surged through my body. I fell back on my desk, my breasts bouncing. I seized them as I humped against his mouth, the pleasure rising in me.
His fingers churned my pussy to a hot froth. I squeezed my nipples as he sucked and nibbled on my clit. He was turning into such a pussy-eating stud. My thighs clamped about his head as he pleasured me.
“I'm going to cum, Pete,” I groaned. “You're doing so well. You're going to make me explode on that mouth.”
“Yes!” he exclaimed like he just beat a hard level in a video game.
He fluttered his tongue on my clit. He pumped those fingers so fast in and out of my cunt. My pussy drank in the friction, shooting it right to my core. The sparks from my clit splashed around his cock. My eyes widened at the pleasure he gave me.
And then it exploded out of me. Hot waves of delight surged through my body. I bucked and spasmed. The rapture burned through me so hot and fast. I groaned and whimpered. I bucked on the table as such hot rapture burned through me.
It was delicious. It was amazing. It had me groaning and gasping and shuddering in ecstasy. My ass bucked from the table. I smeared hot pussy juices across his face as my cream flooded out of my snatch.
“Pete, you stud!” I moaned. “Oh, you're so good. You made me cum so hard.”
“I did?” he said in awe.
“Yes! Now you get to fuck me!” I hissed. “Get that dick out and ram it into my pussy. Time for you to become a real man!”
“Hell yes, Mrs. Umayyah!”
As I writhed in orgasmic bliss, he ripped his fingers out of my spasming snatch and fumbled at his jeans. In record time, thanks to his rampant, youthful lusts, he had his dick out and lined up at my snatch. Just as my pleasure began to die down, the boy rammed his cock into me, igniting fresh delight in me.
I groaned as his dick slid into my pussy. He wasn't as big as my sons or husband, but he still felt amazing in my snatch. A hot shudder ran through me as I took a dick that wasn't Karim's. I was such a naughty wife. So wicked right now.
But I was the best teacher.
“Mrs. Umayyah!” Pete howled at his first taste of pussy around his dick.
I drank in that look of awe in his face, my cunt clenching down on his cock. I savored it. I gave him this amazing moment. I shuddered, my thighs locking about his waist. I grabbed his hands and brought them to my breasts.
“Fuck me!” I hissed as he squeezed my tits.
“Yes, Mrs. Umayyah!”
He drew back his cock through my tightly clenching pussy. I shuddered at the sensation of being filled. My cunt, still tingling from my first orgasm, drank in the friction. New pleasure swelled through me. I gasped as he rammed into me, driving his dick to the hilt in me. His pubic bone smacked my clit. Pleasure sparked from the nub.
He groaned, pulling back, his hits and slamming into me again. And again. He kneaded my tits as he fucked me. My student pounded my cunt with such passion. With such awe. His eyes burned as he squeezed my breasts, pistoning his dick over and over in my cunt.
“Mrs. Umayyah!” he groaned. “Mrs. Umayyah, your pussy! It's amazing!”
“Uh-huh,” I groaned, my snatch clenching down on his dick. “Keep fucking me. Keep ramming that dick into me.”
The desk rocked beneath me. I whimpered and groaned, shuddering on the desk as the pleasure burned so hot through me. My eyes rolled back into my head. His dick slammed into my depths. So hard. So deep.
So wonderful.
I bit my lip as the pleasure swelled and swelled. I squeezed down on his dick. I whimpered out in rapture as he plunged his cock into me. His dick sawed in and out of me. He made me groan and gasp. He had me whimpering in utter delight.
“Oh, you're amazing. You're such a stud, Pete!” I hissed. “Fuck me! Make me cum on that dick again! That's what a stud does! He makes his woman cum!”
“I am a stud!” he panted, his balls smacking over and over into me. “Mrs. Umayyah, I'll make you cum!”
“Do it!”
I humped into his thrusts. My pussy savored his dick pounding me. He fucked me so hard. That youthful passion surged through him. He tweaked my nipples as he loomed over me, his boyish face twisting in the rapture my pussy gave him.
My orgasm swelled and swelled. I savored it. I humped up against him, his flesh slapping mine. His cock invading my married cunt. I trembled, my pussy clenching down on his dick. I whimpered, a purring moan that rose in my throat, aching to burst out of me.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, my body tensing. “You're going to make me... CUM!”
My pussy writhed about his dick. I bucked and groaned as the ecstasy slammed through my body. Such hot rapture filled me. I whimpered and trembled, humping so hard against him. The rapture rippled through me. My eyes rolled back into my head as I drank in the pleasure. The joy of teaching this young man how to fuck rippled through me.
And getting paid to do it.
I squeezed my thighs so hard about his waist. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head. I whimpered on the desk. It groaned and trembled beneath me. His face shone with awe as he felt my cunt massaging him.
“Mrs. Umayyah!” he groaned and rammed his dick into me.
Hot cum spurted into me. I whimpered in rapture. My pussy milked his dick. He bucked atop me, twisting my nipples with his rough fingers. Pleasure burst through me. Another orgasm swept through my body.
This was wonderful. What a beautiful way to teach my students. I wanted to mold all the girls into my whores, all the boys into my studs. My back arched. My tits jiggled. Pleasure drowned my mind in possibilities.
* * *
Leyla Umayyah
“Mmm, I hope we'll have another date, Mr. Townsend,” I said, shuddering on the table in the private study room in my college's library. His cum filled my pussy, making me feel like such a slut.
“Yeah,” he said, his back stiff. He didn't look at me as he buttoned up his shirt. “I'm sure we will.”
“And it was worth the $200, right?” I asked, rubbing my dusky thighs together. My hands slid up my body, cupping my dusky, perky tits.
He shuddered, grabbed his wallet, and pulled out two crisp $100 bills. He threw them at me, the bills fluttering down onto my naked stomach, and then opened the door. He strolled out without saying a word. I stuck my tongue out after him. He didn't have to be a dick now. Not after he fucked my nineteen-year-old pussy so hard while moaning his daughter's name as he spurted into me.
I scooped up the bills, staring at them. Mom would have to make change to give me my cut. But I'd made $80 today. That was more than I'd make working a part time shift at a fast food restaurant. And far, far more pleasurable even with Mr. Townsend's horrible attitude.
The door opened. I shuddered, eager to be caught naked. It was such a perverse thrill. I spread my legs wider apart, feeling Mr. Townsend's cum leaking out of me and pooling on the table. My pussy faced the door, shaved and glistening and so well fucked.
Kimmy walked in.
My blonde friend was eager to make the plunge into slutdom. She already licked my pussy clean of my lunch date's cum in the bathroom. And tomorrow night, she'd get her cherry popped fucking her father during our slumber party.
“I heard you moaning through the walls,” Kimmy said, the petite blonde's cheeks bright red. “It sounded so hot. He really fucked you hard.”
“He did,” I said, quivering. “I even came.”
Her face fell. “Oh, so you don't need me to...?”
“Eat my pussy and make me cum?” I asked. “I always need that!”
She beamed at me, flashing her braces at me. She was so cute with her blonde hair and fresh face. She had the look of that blushing virgin down so well. Even as a slut, she would still look so innocent. The staff of the college would love to violate her. She'd make as much money as I was working for my Mom.
And she wasn't the only one. Our two friends, Kendra and Izzy, were becoming sluts, too. Mom would put them to work tomorrow. It was so naughty.
“Take your dress off, Kimmy,” I said as she approached the table licking her lips. “I'll eat your pussy, too.”
“Too?” she asked. “How can we both eat each other's pussies?”
“Jeez, we'll sixty-nine,” I said.
Her eyes widened. “That's what sixty-nine means.” Then she groaned in understanding. “Because a nine is an upside down six.”
“You never knew?” I giggled. “I knew you were innocent, but, wow.”
“I was just too ashamed to ask what it meant,” she said, unbuttoning her dress. She pulled it over her head and exposed the plain, white schoolgirl bra cupping her small breasts and the matching, dainty panties hiding her treasures.
I licked my lips, so eager to see her naked body. Her blush deepened as she unhooked her bra. It was sooooo sexy watching her slip it off her shoulders. Then her small breasts came into view, topped by blushing-pink nipples.
“Those are so cute,” I said, my round breasts jiggling. “Ooh, I love your nipples, Kimmy.”
“Thanks,” she said, face still scarlet. She was still getting used to being a slut.
“Now the panties. I want to see that pussy!”
“Gosh, you are such a horndog, Leyla,” she said even as she hooked her fingers in her waistband.
“Yep,” I said with pride, my cum-filled pussy getting hotter and hotter. “Take it off, hot stuff!”
She shuddered, her small breasts jiggling, then thrust down her panties in one go, doing it as fast as possible. I shuddered, spotting the soft, golden bush adorning her pubic mound. It did nothing to hide the tight slit of her virgin pussy.
A shiver raced through me. I was about to eat cherry pie.
“So, I just climb on you?” she asked.
I nodded my head. “Yep. Straddle my head and lean over. I'll eat you, you eat me, and we'll both cum!”
“I like the sound of that.”
Kimmy climbed onto the table. It shifted and creaked. For a moment, my stomach lurched. She froze, both of us waiting for it to collapse. It didn't. Nervous giggles burst out of our mouths. But we were also too horny to let that possibility stop us.
My friend threw her leg over me and straddled my head. I stared up at her pussy, her juices already glistening on her golden pubic hair. She leaned over my body, and I grabbed her firm rump. I pulled her pussy down to my hungry mouth.
She nuzzled into my shaved pussy. I nuzzled into hers. We ate each other.
“Leyla!”
“Kimmy!”
We both moaned as we ran our tongues through the other's pussy. Her braces rubbed on my labia as she gathered Mr. Townsend's cum out of my shaved snatch. I shivered, loving having my pussy cleaned. I wanted her to lick me clean after Daddy has fucked me.
That would be hot.
I licked across her tight slit, gathering her sweet cream. She whimpered as I brushed her hymen covering the entrance to her pussy. I nuzzled against it with my tongue, feeling the little holes in it. That made her squirm atop me, smearing her juicy cunt across my lips. My nipples throbbed on her belly as she moved, sending tingles down to my cunt.
She tasted so good. And her silky pubic hairs tickled my lips, cheeks, and nose. I breathed in her musk as I lapped at her snatch from clit to her hymen. I wanted to thrust into her depths, to pop her cherry with my tongue. But her father would get that treat. Deserved that treat.
Shame I didn't give my pussy's cherry to Daddy. But he got my anal cherry.
“Oh, Leyla,” she groaned, squirming her hips, grinding her pussy on my face. “Oh, wow, that's nice.”
“Uh-huh,” I groaned, my tongue fluttering through her tight folds.
I nuzzled at her clit peeking out of her plump vulva, sucking and nibbling on hit. She squealed atop me, shuddering and squirming her pussy on my face. I loved it. My tongue fluttered around it, driving her tongue so deep into my snatch.
She swirled it through my sheath, gathering more and more of Mr. Townsend's cum out of me and sending delight surging through my body. I trembled, massaging her rump as we feasted on each other, my orgasm building and building.
“Oh, Kimmy, you're a natural pussy licker,” I groaned.
“It's easy when you taste so good,” she grinned. “Oh, gosh, I can't believe I said that.”
“No, no, that's good. Be a slut, Kimmy! Embrace it. You love eating cum-filled pussies, and there's nothing wrong with that!”
“I do!” she panted.
Her tongue jammed into my pussy again. Her braces rubbed rough on my labia. I trembled, drinking in
the delight as I sucked on her clit. I trembled and groaned, my pleasure building and building in me. My fingers dug into her firm butt-cheeks, the heat surging.
But Kimmy came first.
She bucked atop me. Her sweet juices flooded out of her snatch and across my face. She bathed me in her passion. I loved it. I moaned, licking it up as she groaned into my cunt. She trembled atop me as her rapture rippled through her.
“Yes, yes, yes, Leyla!” she gasped as the door opened. “Oh, my god!”
I didn't know who entered the room, but just knowing someone caught us set me off. As Leyla sat up, planting her cumming pussy tight on my mouth, pleasure burst through me. My entire body convulsed, my orgasming cunt aimed right at the door. My snatch spasmed hard. Juices squirted out of me. I ejaculated. I felt them as I writhed, heard them splash the table and floor.
“Oh, damn,” a familiar voice groaned.
“Jalal, don't look at my breasts,” Kimmy quivered.
“I..” The door creaked like it was closing.
“No, get in here, Jalal,” I howled, the pleasure surging through me. “And Kimmy, show him your boobies.”
I couldn't see anything, not with Kimmy squirming on me. But I pictured my younger brother's eyes so wide behind his glasses as he watched Kimmy's tight, barely legal titties bouncing as she squirmed on my face. He'd lick his lips, his dick growing so hard.
And an idea popped into my head. I shuddered, loving how naughty it was.
My orgasm peaked in me. I heard Jalal's heavy breathing and Kimmy's panting moans. She squirmed on my mouth, smearing her hot pussy across my lips as she quivered. My pleasure died down as I smiled.
“Okay, Kimmy, you can get off me now. And don't get dressed. It's time for your first slut lesson with a boy.”
“With me?” Jalal asked, his voice so tight.
“With him?” gasped my friend at the same moment.
“Yes,” I groaned as Kimmy climbed off of me. I sat up and saw the awe in Jalal's face as my younger brother followed Kimmy's bouncing tits. Then my gaze dropped to his cock bulging in his pants.
This would work.
