by Lexi Hots
“How bad do you want it?” Miss Thruste asked me. Her front was now back in my face, the cleavage as awe-inspiring as ever. Those boobs looked like they were about to burst… God, I love them! And my southern pole seemed to agree, as it was harder than ever. The short walk with me staring at the body belonging to this goddess only seemed to fill it with a surge of fresh blood, pumping into my rod, coaxing it to grow.
“Is this where it’s at?” I asked hesitantly.
“Where what is?” She answered.
“Uh, my extra credit stuff.”
“Oh right,” Miss Thruste grinned, stepping forward, once again placing her hand upon my covered dick. “Yes, this is the right spot. You still want it, don’t you Daniel?”
I nodded rapidly, and I could feel my eyes bulging with delight the moment her fingers were on my member. She must have seen it too, because her eyes widened at the same time mine did.
“Good answer. I love it when my assistants are so eager to earn their little good marks. This will be your first time receiving such things, won’t it Daniel?”
I nodded again.
“Good answer. That’s just the way I like it…” And here she gave my shaft another hard gripping just as the words left her mouth. My pencil seemed up to the task. All she had to do was give me the assignment and watch me write all over it!
“I see you brought your heftiest pencil, Daniel,” she whispered, leaning close to kiss my cheek.
“I thought you’d like it best, Miss Thruste.”
“Oh and I do, Daniel. I really do. You’re already well on your way to receiving that A plus.”
“I told you I was fast,” I smiled, though it quickly left my face when she gave me an extra tight squeeze on my throbbing shaft. I could tell this was going to be a serious session. A no nonsense kind of work meeting. She had a goal in mind and I was only here to fill it. I didn’t mind, as long as I got to write with this pencil of mine.
“That remains to be seen,” Miss Thruste intoned. “There’s only one rule here, Daniel. But it’s an important one and if you disobey then your extra credit will result in an abject failure, along with your assistant status. Are we clear?”
I nodded, still unsure what the rule was.
“The rule is,” she continued as if reading my mind, “You will save anything of importance for me. Do you understand? You must deposit the important parts of this assignment inside of me. Are we clear?”
I nodded again, as thoughts of spraying my hot white cum deep into her pussy filled my own head. I may not have been overly keen on the idea, but if that’s what it took to secure a good grade, then goddamnit I would do it!
“You’re quite good at answering. I like that. Now let’s get to it… I have class in a short while. We’ll have to make this a quickened version, but I’m sure a young man like you will enjoy it all the same, won’t you?”
Yet another eager nod.
And immediately following my gesture of approval, I felt Miss Thruste pulling me over toward the couch by my penis.
“Sit,” she said.
I did exactly as she bid. I sat right down with my woody pointing straight into the air, forming a little tent on my crotch.
“Now, let’s get these off you,” Krista Thruste commanded, pulling at the band of my shorts. “I don’t allow any cheat sheets during these kinds of assignments. We go hard and without any safety measures in place.”
It all sounded well and good to me. She was the professional after all. And there she was, tugging my shorts clean of my legs and body. She even took my boxers with them. I was butt naked from the waist down, sitting on her couch with my dick just hanging out in the air for all to see. It was the first time anyone, other than myself, had seen my naughty bits. Quite an awkward moment to say the least.
My teacher was standing over me, hands on her hips, smiling down at my elongated excitement. She suddenly bent forward, dropping to her knees as she did so. Miss Thruste now had her face only inches away from my member – I watched as the throbbing pole pulsated and shook with each beat of my heart. It moved from side to side each time, quite visibly. This seemed to arouse the woman’s inner lusty regions, as she soon placed her mouth right on the end of it!
“Mmm,” was all she had said before gulping down my shaft!
I never imagined anything could feel so good… her warm mouth and moist lips slid along my smooth skin in little up and down movements. I looked at my cock disappearing into her mouth little by little… It was incredible! Like some kind of orgasmic magic trick! The amazing disappearing penis! And she was the master showman!
Geez, how perfect it felt. She was looking into my eyes, swallowing my dick! Tongue lapping back and forth now and then. And the expression she showed me was one of pure joy and pleasure. As if she had been waiting her entire life just to experience this moment. I could only wonder how mine looked! I mean, after all, I had been waiting all my life for this moment!
The farther she went, the more I sighed and moaned, squirmed and groaned. Each inch she took caused my back to straighten up just a little more. All of these were instinctive movements – things I had no control of! I just felt her lips sucking at my cock! I mean, a woman’s mouth was actually wrapped tightly around my dick! How the hell was I supposed to be in control of anything of mine?! And the more she took, the more the magician seemed to turn into the sword swallower.
I watched, with utter delight mind you, as she took my entire shaft down her throat. The heat from her mouth and throat engulfed my rod from tip to base. Big, gooey droplets of her spit seeped out and collected at the bottom of my meat-pencil. She shook her head from side to side, massaging all sides of my member in the most enjoyable manner imaginable.
Miss Thruste couldn’t have been going down on me for very long at all, just long enough to taste every inch I had to give anyway, before I felt the alarming sensation. It was both perfect and yet terribly frightening. I didn’t know what to do…
“Im-im-imp-important!” I stammered out. “Important parts!”
And with those few words, Miss Thruste withdrew my cock from her mouth with one smooth, rapid motion. A bit of spit dribbled down from her pleased lips – which she quickly licked up with that naughty tongue.
“Oh, you remembered did you Daniel? Very good. I’m quite impressed. You’re well on your way to earning that extra credit…”
“I told you I’m fast,” was all I had to say. Although, admittedly, my cock still throbbed heavily, shaking from side to side, eager to have another part, any part of that glorious woman find itself touching my member again.
“We’d best hurry along then, Daniel. Class will start soon and I need to have this completed by then.”
And so here Miss Thruste unbuttoned the executive shirt she had been wearing. She lifted it free of her body and then did the same to her bra. Dear jesus! Those bountiful boobs were set free at last! Great, big heaping handfuls of flesh and orgasm right there on her chest. Such pretty, pink nipples… better than I pictured they would be.
I then saw her reach up under her skirt and a moment later, a pair of green panties slid down her legs and onto the floor. She kept the skirt, for what reason I can’t say. But it looked sexy as hell! Her curvy body, those goddess hips, and these billowing breasts all right before me… I wanted to lick every inch of her! But the woman was on a mission, pressed for time, and by the look of it, horny as hell!
“You like these, don’t you?” Miss Thruste asked, grabbing at her own luscious breasts.
I nodded my standard reply.
“I thought so. The way you couldn’t take your eyes off them. I bet you’d like to see them squeezing around your big cock, wouldn’t you?”
Another stereotypical nod.
“Mmhmm,” she smiled.
And with that, the woman once again descended to her knees. However, this time she stuck true her word and placed one boob on either side of my cock and then pressed them together so that only the tip of my dick was expos
ed. She then lifted her chest up and down, pumping those beautiful things along my shaft – and when they were all the way at the bottom, her mouth would open wide and take the tip of my shaft between those greedy lips. Little teasing kisses and licks of the tongue… how wonderful it all felt. I couldn’t believe this random woman was actually tittyfucking me! I mean, don’t get me wrong, it was BY FAR the best experience so far in my short life, but still… Oh god, and then her tongue flicked across the tip again and I couldn’t even remember my own name. I was lost in the pleasure she bestowed upon me at every second… and then I felt that familiar sensation again. The dangerous red zone fast approaching. I wasn’t sure I should announce it this time. Why should I? I wanted to cum all over those fat tits and spray up into her face! That’s what I wanted! My penis throbbed harder and harder, growing eager to explode!
I was so close, so near! And out of nowhere, Miss Thruste came to a dead halt. Her eyes shifted upward to meet mine as her head shook slowly side to side, in a rather disapproving manner.
“Daniel…” she said. “You’re a bad boy. You were supposed to tell me when you were close. Did you think I wouldn’t know?”
I still couldn’t think! I was right on the verge, even the slightest brushing against my cock would have resulted in an orgasmic eruption! I was that close! And yet she denied me, leaning back, letting those boobs fall back into place as I searched for something to say.
“I, I just, I just forgot,” I whispered.
“That’s okay, Daniel. You did good. We’re pressed for time anyway. I’ll get right to the good stuff. We can’t having you getting too close just yet… Now you stand up and I’ll have a seat.”
I did as told and within a few seconds we had swapped positions, only now Miss Thruste had cast her skirt aside. She was nude from head to toe and shaved everywhere in between, or at least in all the proper places.
“Now Daniel,” she spoke, “I’ll need you to be a fast finisher as you promised. Time is running short, do you understand?”
I nodded eagerly, as if I had a choice. She had my dick so worked up I might have come just from the sheer thought of having her mouth wrapped around my pole.
“Come here,” Krista Thruste instructed me.
I walked closer… she took hold of my cock and pressed it against her pussy lips. Those glorious and plump things. I watched as the woman slid it up and down between them… letting my precum drip out and flow down the fleshy things. I had never seen a pussy in person before! I must say it was quite a treat… Even better than I thought it would be! Although Miss Thruste didn’t seem to care much. She was very goal oriented and worked meticulously to have me inside her. And a moment later I felt the tip of my cock spread those heavenly lips apart, prodding just inside the pink opening.
“Thrust forward,” she told me. “Do it, Daniel. Shove that cock into me. It’s nice and wet for you!”
I did just as she asked, savoring every moment as I inched my cock inside with one smooth pumping motion. She was back to being the magician… making my dick disappear somewhere inside this gorgeous thing! And disappear it did! Every inch in fact! Right up until I felt my balls press against the cheeks of her ass and I looked down, in utter surprise and shock, to see my cock had vanished! I knew right where it was… buried deep inside this lovely pussy. I even loved saying the word. Pussy. Pussy. It looked and felt so fantastic. But the show couldn’t last for long, and she made it known.
“Pump, Daniel! Pump! Fuck me, goddamnit! Do it now!”
And this time I was more than happy to oblige her request – as I began pumping madly, jack-hammering her pussy with all my might. The liquids flew in every direction. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the air. It was remarkable and unforgettable. I was actually inside of a vagina! Me! Inside a pussy! Her irresistible tits bouncing up and down with each pounding. I didn’t bother putting a hand on them, as I thought doing so would only minimize their movement, and I loved the way they jiggled…
Thrusting and thrusting! Ramming and ramming! Hammering and hammering!
Oh god! I hope all this effort was worth my A+! Miss Thruste spurred me onward, slapping at my ass and pulling me hard into her body. I was thrusting and thrusting, humping and humping, using every bit of strength and energy I had to demolish her pussy. The years of sexual frustration were finally being released and it just so happened that this salacious woman was on the receiving end of my ventings! And what ventings they were! Strong and power! Long and hard! Deep and full!
She moaned with every insertion. I mirrored the sounds she made, grunting and straining. All of this continued for what felt like no more than several seconds or minutes, who knows, it was difficult to tell. All I knew was my cock throbbed with an unquenchable intensity. I could feel it pumping full, on the verge of coming. Her pussy was tight and wet, massaging the sides and head of my cock in a way I never thought possible. It was like pure heaven from base to tip on every inch of flesh that I had rammed inside of her.
“That’s it Daniel!” She shouted. “Give me that hot cum! Shoot your load inside me! I know you’re close! Now give it to me! Earn that A+! Fill me full! Make it overflow and drip out of my tempting cunt!”
Well, she pretty much described just how I was feeling. And she seemed to know my body better than I did, for a moment later… I felt that familiar sensation of an orgasm bursting into the head of my cock and a split second afterward, the surge of cum erupting from the tip and into this sexpot’s pussy. I shouted like a retarded wildman, grabbing her hips and ramming my cock in as deep as it would go.
“Good boy!” Miss Thruste cried as she grabbed my hips and held me in close, not allowing me to reverse my direction. “Squeeze it all out into me, give me every drop you’ve got nasty boy!”
I made little movements with my hips, each one squirting out just a bit more cum into her vagina. And after about a dozen of these, I had pumped the well dry so to speak. She must have known this as well, because she pushed me aside and rose from the couch without hesitation. Miss Thruste grabbed her clothes, putting them on as fast as she had taken them off.
“Great work, Daniel! You’ve definitely earned that A+! Now let’s get out of here so I can prepare for the class.”
“But…. What about all that stuff in you?” I asked hesitantly.
“What about it? It’s right where it should be. Your little love goo is resting deep inside my pussy. What’s there to worry about?”
“I…” I had nothing to say it seemed!
“Good, then let’s go! Put those clothes on and follow me, assistant!”
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There we were, standing fully clothed beside the desk of Miss Thruste, awaiting her students to come trickling in through the door as class started. I took notice of those pictures on her desk again. The ones I had only scanned briefly earlier on This time, having had my dick relieved of its pent up frustration (for the time being…), I gave them a closer inspection. The first I saw was of Miss Thruste and a little baby boy. There were others on the desk as well. It appeared she was a mother… I had to find out.
“Is he yours?” I asked.
“Mmhmm,” she said, nodding at the photo with a smile.
“You’re married?”
“Oh no,” Miss Thruste laughed. “The father was my last assistant.”
And then I looked back down at the box she had been rummaging through earlier. It appeared to be filled with empty picture frames. And then I thought back to all the cum I had pumped inside of her, and how eager she was to have me blast every drop inside of her (admittedly tempting) pussy. And how it was all marinating in there at this very moment!
I had a sneaking suspicion of what she was after… and in the coming weeks I would find out just how much she wanted it. As this was just the first of our many adventures… and in time I would see my own little picture frame up on her desk.
Story 14
Madison stared at herself in the full length mirror of her col
lege dorm. In her right hand she held an old photograph from her senior year at high school. How things had changed. Gone were the braces that she had always detested. Gone were those denim dungarees that she wore day in and day out. Her brown, greasy, uncared for hair had been transformed into radiant, luscious curls that meandered down her back. Her body, which was once shapeless and concealed by her unorthodox personal clothing taste, was now on display through an expensive black dress. Her body curved in just the right way, firm and tapered as she half-turned from left to right to take in the full view. Her brown eyes matched her hair, her teeth glistening and perfectly shaped after years of metallic confinement. Things were about to change now and she knew it. For years, her Mother had pestered her about boys, and dates, and relationships. But Madison never had any of those things. For one, she never presented herself as someone who sought those things and on top of that, she had always found contentment in her books. After all, it was those seemingly endless hours reading, writing and re-writing that had earned her a place at Pickatow State to begin her law degree. A couple of years down the road now and things were beginning to feel a bit stale for Madison. Sure, she was achieving her top grades but all of a sudden that just didn’t seem like enough to fill the void in her life. The person that looked back at her now was not the one that looked back at her just a few years ago.