by Pamela Prim
They arrived at Justin’s house after almost an hour. By then, Justin was hard again and Brenda’s pussy was soaking wet, she was certain it was ready for Justin’s huge dick.
As soon as they entered the house, Justin frantically clawed at Brenda’s clothing, ripping her blouse apart and undressing her as he kissed every inch of her exposed body. She emerged stark naked, her firm breasts craving for attention, her fervid body shivering in anticipation. He pushed her hard against the wall and French-kissed her hard on the mouth, savoring her innocence and pureness. She tasted like a freshly prepared mix of succulent cinnamon and the juiciest strawberries – something he had never tasted before.
“Oh . . . ,” Brenda moaned as Justin showered her nape with breezy kisses, his searching tongue bringing wonderful sensations that she only learned at that moment. His kisses were fluffy and teasing, driving her insane. It was like sweet torture, slow and deliberate, but definite and scrumptious. “Oooooh . . . ,” her voice rose in ecstasy.
“We’ll have to dilate your narrow opening to welcome my powerful cock,” his voice echoed with passion. “Are you sure about this?” Justin had still lingering doubts about it. “You’ll not regret it?”
Brenda shook her head and kissed him in answer to his question.
“I had a crush on you since freshman years, sir, err. . . Justin,” she professed.
Justin wrapped his arms around her petite frame and returned her kiss with fervor. His tongue worked its way through the erotic spots in her mouth. Brenda did not want to be outdone; her tongue grappled with his and they exchanged mouth juices as they sucked one another, giving off slurping sounds. She stripped him in return, caressing his skin before dropping his clothes on the floor.
He lifted her up easily. “In that case, the first order of the day is to take a shower,” he carried her to the bath tub. “Let’s bathe together.”
Brenda’s cunt was raring to go. She wanted to fill it up so her ‘hunger’ would be assuaged. She was not afraid anymore of the impending pain.
Justin soaped Brenda’s body methodically, taking care to include her armpits, and the folds of her skin. Lovingly, he massaged the soap into her skin, unhurriedly, working the lather, and washing the skin with water afterwards. When he reached her breasts, he sucked her hardened nipples while massaging her tits in circular motion.
They were half submerged in the bath tub water full of soap suds. Brenda let out a contented sigh and groped for his cock. It was slippery as an eel, and twice as big. The professor had a gigantic future; she chuckled and basked in its supersize. Soon, this “thing” will be invading my pussy. How would it feel to have it ALL in? Her insides quivered with eagerness.
Justin set her on the edge of the bath tub and started soaping her vagina. She spread her thighs wide to provide him full access to her precious jewels. He spent considerable time soaping her womanhood.
“The labia must be extra clean for my tongue to lick later,” he teased her. He took great pains in massaging her clitoris, hitting it with bubbles from the gentle soap.
He squatted in front of her as he washed off the soap from her pussy. She ruffled her hair, relishing the gentle and thorough cleansing of her delicate flower. Every cell in her body was aching with desire.
She did the same to him, lathering his whole body slowly, stroking and caressing each muscle as she washed it. She rinsed off the soap from his cock, while fondling it.
His right hand delved into her pubis, massaging the area steadfastly, his fingers opening her wet petals deftly; first, her labia minora, and then her labia majora. He imagined pointing these parts out as he lectured about them. He cleansed her clitoris the last - the queen of the vagina. He did so with careful attention on the mount of pleasure.
“The clitoris is the most sensitive part of the vagina. It’s the equivalent of the penis in females,” they were both thinking about the lecture Justin conducted during their endocrinology class.
“This is a demonstration of the theoretical portion,” he stated. “This is the clitoris,” he fondled it and tugged it nonchalantly.
Brenda whimpered hungrily, “I know, sir, yes . . . it urgently requires your attention now.”
“It’s composed of numerous sensitive nerve endings and women can achieve orgasm by clitoral stimulation,” he informed her, playfully. “I guess we’ll have to go with clitoral orgasm, before vaginal,” he inserted one finger into her vagina and grinned, “Your vagina has to be initiated first,” he grumbled mischievously.
Justin carried her and set her on his study table. Then he knelt and spread Brenda’s thighs wide apart allowing her pussy to be wide-opened. He licked her thighs, and the area around her pussy, sometimes nibbling and sucking the smooth skin of her thighs. When she started rotating her hips, he sucked the lips of her pussy, licking and lapping it like delicious ice cream. His tongue went round and round, and up and down her pussy not touching her clit. These went on for several minutes until she arched her back and her body trembled. She grabbed his head and urged him on. He then flicked her clit with his tongue.
She gave out a throaty cry of pleasure, “Aaaah. . . oh, yeah, yeah...”
Justin continued flicking her clit with his tongue, increasing the pace and rhythm. He went on repeatedly until her clit was engorged and throbbing. He then inserted a finger into her pussy, tentatively at first, and then when she screamed with delight, he slid his finger in and out of his cunt. It was tight and slick; her love slit gripping his finger firmly. Eventually her pussy became more slippery and accommodating, he inserted two fingers, sliding them in and out, repeatedly.
“Oooooh” she cried out loud, jerking her body upwards. “Oh God . . . yeah . . . yeah.”
The louder Brenda moaned; the more Justin became aroused. His cock increased even bigger in size and was pulsating painfully between his thighs. “Are you ready now?” he grunted.
“Yes, please . . . fuck me,” she exclaimed, straining her body towards him.
He cupped her tit with his other hand and they fitted seamlessly into his palm. Her breasts were not voluptuous but they were firm and soft against his kneading fingers. He carried her to an armless chair while sucking her nipples. With one swift motion, he hauled her up and swapped places with her. He was now sitting on the chair and she was sitting astride him; her tits crushed in between their chests and his penis struggling to enter her cunt.
Her vagina was drenched with her own juices and it was demanding gratification. Fuck me! It hollered.
Justin grabbed her ass on both sides and lifted her. He was red in the face with lust and beads of sweat clung to his face. The odor of his pre-cum semen blended with the musky scent of her juices. Brenda understood what he intended to do, and it thrilled her. He would fuck her in a sitting position. She used both legs to tiptoe on both sides of the chair to help him lift her up.
It took a full minute for his cock to find the hole to her love tunnel. It was with difficulty that the crown of his cock entered her pussy. Brenda had to hold it and direct it to her wet cunt. His manhood was so huge, and her ‘hole’ was just too small for it.
“Hmmm, you’re so tight, honey,” Justin panted, his face contorted in lust. “You’ll have to endure for a while.”
He grabbed her thighs again and lifted her aiming her pussy at his ramrod cock. Brenda wiggled to allow his hard meat inside her cunt. She rotated her hips ignoring the sharp searing pain down there. He raised his hips to thrust and met her halfway. As their groins clashed against each other in vicious passion, Brenda felt a tearing pain. There goes my hymen, she thought. Her longing to be fucked, however, was much more urgent and persistent that she was willing to undergo any pain.
With the continuous thrusting of Justin and her rotating hips, his cock had finally entered to the hilt. She felt like a gigantic elephant trunk has assaulted her pussy. BUT, the incredible sensations coming from it was indescribable. She was floating in the ocean of exquisite delights; each of her senses was being fully gra
tified.
When Justin withdrew his cock to hump again, her pussy clung tightly refusing to let go, the pleasurable sensation was too much for her, “Aaah . . . oooh . . . fuck me harder,” her mouth expressed her body’s desires.
Her pleading cries fired up Justin, he withdrew his cock, feeling her virgin cunt sucking it back in, and he went crazy with joy. The friction caused by his manhood and hers, the sensitive tissues moving against each other, brought primeval sensations that both of them had encountered only then. Though Justin had sexual escapades before, he had not once fucked someone as snug as she was.
“Damn . . . you’re skintight . . . and slick . . . ,” he managed to say in between huffs, as he entered her relentlessly, slamming and grinding his groin against hers in an attempt to get all his dick inside her narrow cunt.
As Justin continued penetrating her with his roaring dick, her pussy became slick as more vaginal juices were secreted and her arousal heightened. Her pain had become an insignificant hum, and her body was ablaze with yearning, the embers of lust had slowly turned into a conflagration that can only be extinguished by a satisfying fuck.
While his penis was busy fucking her, his mouth was also on a quest to conquer Brenda’s lips and tits. Their sitting position made it easier for him to suck her tits when she came down grounding her pussy into his upright cock. Now and then he would suck her mouth as they pause before another penetration.
The tempo was building up and their groans of pleasure echoed inside the room. Their bodies were drenched with sweat in spite of the cool temperature, and their love essences - including a small amount of blood - mixed with one another. Up and down Brenda rode his bucking stallion, grinding her pussy into his dick, the pain totally forgotten now. She clung to his neck and rode him wildly, stooping to kiss him on the mouth every now and then.
Justin groaned, “Shit . . . keep going . . . move with me . . . aaaaah,” he plunged deeper and wilder.
They moved in unison, slamming their pubis together, uttering words that only they can understand.
“Oh God, aaaah, f...u…c…k meeee!” she screamed and went down heavily into his penis.
There was no stopping the speeding train of their approaching climax. Justin grunted first digging in his cock into her slippery and virgin pussy, then he shuddered and withdrew his cock, massaging it with his fingers as his semen skyrocketed into Brenda’s body. Brenda’s orgasm also broke to the surface, and she sucked his neck as her orgasm erupted and she made animalistic sounds,her body savoring the innumerable pleasures that came with a gigantic orgasm. God, the romance books, were not able to describe these sensations accurately. It was beyond words, she realized.
Justin inserted his still rigid cock into her pussy and pumped again. She convulsed once more in delight, her whole being was transported to heaven and then back. They kissed and remained glued to each other as the extraordinary sensations responded to their cravings until they subsided altogether.
They lay spent for a full 20 minutes, before they separated and held hands. They slept in each other’s arms satisfied and happy.
Brenda had a lilt to her steps the following morning although she still could feel Justin’s cock embedded in her pussy. Her pussy was raw, but it was a wonderful feeling, being deflowered by a person she was attracted to. She was blooming and anyone who was smart enough could tell that she had been laid.
“What’s up? Your eyes are sparkling.”
Brenda stared at the handsome face of Dr. Walker. “Oh, good morning professor,” she greeted him.
“I have a favor to ask,” he continued. “Can you organize these files for our lab experiment tomorrow?”
“Of course, sir, no problem,” she replied gladly.
“You can join me for lunch, so we can discuss it,” John invited her.
During lunch, Brenda deduced that John was interested in her by the way he gazed at her with yearning in his eyes and by his suggestive body language. He touched her whenever he can, and tried to stay close to her as much as possible.
They talked about the sample they would collect for the Serology experiment the following day.
Brenda enjoyed the company of John. He was witty and jovial and there were no dull moments.
They parted ways when the bell rang for the next class.
It was Justin’s class and Brenda felt a surge of happiness go through her body. The memory of his huge cock inside her brought a broad smile to her lips. He was delicious, she smiled anew.
Justin scanned the room and his eyes rested on Brenda. “How’s everyone?” he asked, his voice elated.
There were mutters of replies but Justin had only eyes for Brenda. There was a perceptible change in the way he treated her; he didn’t single her out during the discussions that ensued.
The atmosphere in class had changed drastically as Justin managed to deliver jokes in between his lectures. Students began to relax and the ambiance had a comfortable feel to it. There was also a lively discussion on why excess fats and sugar can cause numerous diseases. Brenda was overjoyed that she was instrumental in bringing a positive change to her class.
Brenda stayed purposely behind to talk to Justin. He grabbed her and locked the door as soon as the last student left.
“I’ve been missing you a lot,” he breathed into her ear.
“Me, too,” she kissed him and clung to his sinewy body, wanting him to hold her.
“Let’s go somewhere more private,” he suggested, his breath coming raggedly.
They decided to proceed to the nearby flat reserved for teachers.
“They all have classes this afternoon, so we can use this room,” he hauled Brenda inside, locking the door behind them.
They kissed passionately, discarding their clothes as they stumbled and rolled on the floor on their way to the bed. Their clothes were haphazardly strewn everywhere.
“Now, I’ll teach you the different positions,” he whispered. He was hyperventilating in anticipation of the act.
“Yup, I’m an eager student,” she murmured against his lips as they rolled on the floor, wanting to dominate the other.
They were completely naked now as they groped and fondled any part that their hands came in contact with – hungrily and frantically. It was, for them, the only thing existing in the universe. They were lost in their own world of passion, when suddenly, the door banged open.
The two naked bodies on the floor were at first unaware of what had just happened. They were focused on gratifying their sexual hunger, until a shadow fell over them. They looked up in surprise and met the astonished face of John.
There was an interminable minute of silence, and then all hell broke loose.
“Scram, get out, dammit,” Justin hollered at John, as he threw objects at him that his hand had gotten hold of.
Brenda screeched at him to get the hell out. She became conscious of her nakedness.
But John continued to stare in awe, his eyes the size of two full moons.
Brenda tried to rise to cover herself, but Justin pulled her down, his cock pointing defiantly and directly at John.
“Ignore him, if he doesn’t want to leave,” he instructed her.
By then, John has recovered from his momentary inaction. He hastily locked the door but did not leave as Justin wanted him to.
“This is too awesome for me to disregard,” he said with bated breath. “Nothing will be disclosed as long as you let me join you,” he blackmailed them.
Before they could reply, he was already undressing, throwing his clothes carelessly on the floor.
Brenda watch his well-toned, muscular body emerge beautifully underneath his clothes. He was another perfect male; handsome, unblemished face and a body that had all the muscles in the right places. His cock stood erect and respectful of her. It was something to die for. Yup, she would want that rod inside her pussy too. Next to Justin, Brenda had admired John’s wit and lively character. She wouldn’t mind him becoming the third wheel – an excelle
nt wheel.
“We’ll have to ask the lady first,” Justin told him, sotto voce.
“I have no objections,” Brenda conceded, her pulses racing with exhilaration.
“This position is more conducive for a threesome,” he stated, thrilled to the idea.
He prodded Brenda on all fours - doggy style - on the couch. He stood next to Brenda’s mouth, feeding her his ready cock. Justin half knelt to take Brenda’s pussy from the rear, half crouching, one foot on the floor and the other resting on the sofa.
“This is the doggy and fellatio style,” Justin stated, his eyes hungry with longing. “I’m doing the doggy, while you’re doing fellatio with John.” He grunted and bucked frantically as his cock came in contact with the opening of her cunt.
