nning as I ate her out, using a free hand to stroke my cock that was ready to burst with the enormous load pooling in my balls.
“C-Caleb!” she cried out as I pressed deeper and reached up her little mound to flick her clit with my tongue. Her body quaked and she slapped her palms against the tile walls of the shower. I replied by spanking her hard on one cheek, smothering myself in her firm, young body.
I growled into her, let go of my cock and spread her even wider. I was in heaven, but there was still one more thing I wanted to do that I’d never done with any other girl. The most intimate of intimates, and I wanted to—no, I needed to do it with her, with Lizbeth, my student, my princess.
Running my tongue back, I tongued her slit, spreading her pussy lips as I went, all the way back to her little hole, lapping at the juices there, then all the way back to her other hole.
Fuck, yes…
Lizbeth moaned and almost fell over but managed to brace herself against the wall with both hands. I was lost in her body, swimming in her scent and her taste, my dick pulsing like a rod of hot iron between my legs, begging to be buried inside of her. When I let go of her ass, her cheeks basically smothered her. I could barely breathe, but every time I did, I smelled her. Her scent was high octane gasoline being thrown on the fire raging within me.
I reached up with my free hand—the one not tugging on my cock—and parted her wet little cunt and slid a finger inside. Lizbeth moaned as I curled my finger towards the place that would drive her wild. I was lost in her body, but I couldn’t help myself.
“You see, princess?” I asked, pulling back for just a moment. “This spot? You feel that?”
“Yes!” she stammered.
“That’s your G-spot, the spot that will give you the greatest pleasure.” I applied more pressure, causing her to shake as the pleasure thrust through her. “Most guys don’t know how to find it. But me? I know my anatomy.”
Her wet cheeks accepted my face with ease, and my tongue found her little hole again. I yearned to be inside her, but I could feel the orgasm rising within her and applied more pressure to her G-spot as I licked her clean, tight, wet little ass.
“I’m close…” she whispered. I couldn’t speak. My mouth was trapped between her cheeks and my tongue was busy. Instead, I just moaned in reply and kept going.
Come on, princess. Come for me.
Lizbeth’s beautiful body shook as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her cries of pleasure rang out through the shower like a beautiful symphony. Her hips bucked back as she grinded against my face. I felt a flood of pussy juice spill down across my chin and the walls of her tight little cunt flex and clamp down against my finger with each wave of her climax.
“F-f-f-fuck!” she stammered as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her. I groaned into her again as she began to come down, her hole clenched down so tight on my finger that I wondered if she’d even be able to take my cock.
Oh, it will. It has to.
“Holy fuck,” Lizbeth groaned as her legs gave out from under her and she crumpled into a pile beside me on the shower floor.
“Language, Miss Brady,” I scolded her. “Is that any way to speak in front of your professor?”
“Mmm, I’m sorry, professor,” she mewed as she curled up beside me.
God, look at those curves!
“How old are you, princess?”
She looked up at me through glazed-over, post-orgasm eyes. “Eighteen.”
Eighteen…fresh, innocent, eighteen-year-old pussy.
Plump, perky, perfect teenage breasts. I took one in my hand and pulled her across the wet floor. I sat back and spread my legs, presenting my cock to her like a Spartan spear protruding from the phalanx.
That tight little pussy was calling to me, but first I was going to claim her mouth. She had many lessons to learn, and I wasn’t going to waste any time getting to them. This wasn’t an approved course, and I wasn’t going to wait all semester for her to complete her work.
“Time for your next lesson, Miss Brady,” I whispered. “Open that mouth for me.”
Chapter Eight
Lizbeth
I was still swooning as I opened my mouth as I had been instructed. My body was tingling from the outrageous orgasm I’d just experienced. I’d had no idea what was in store for me when he got down on his knees behind me, but his tongue going there?—that hadn’t even been in the realm of possibilities. It was forbidden, it was filthy, it was animalistic...
But still…it was magic.