Ejaculation number nine

Stroking Robert’s cock while the water washed away the glistening traces of his latest ejaculation from her stomach and tits, Miss Hart had to smile at the way in which the movement of her hand brought a tense expression to Robert’s face.

“And that makes it eight, doesn’t it?” She asked him, and received a response consisting of several vigorous nods of his head, the bobbing of Robert’s head coinciding with her jerking of his cock.

“You’re going to be quite popular with the girls,” Miss Hart assured Robert, “I should imagine that you will have fucked every last one of us within a week of arriving at the school. Fuck, you’ll probably pound and hump your way through a dozen beautiful, cock-crazed sluts before the end of your first day there.”

“You like that, don’t you?” Miss Hart giggled softly as her talk led Robert to shoot a globule of precum onto her stomach, “You like the thought of a fuckload of beautiful, horny sluts cumming like crazy as you ram this huge fucking cock into their pussies and assholes, don’t you?”

“Robert,” Miss Hart guessed from the pace in which precum was flowing from the young man’s cock that she would most likely cause him to blow another load if she kept at her dirty talk for much longer, “how would you like to feed this monster into my tight, wet little pussy?”

Not thinking that there was much doubt as to what Robert’s response to that question would be, Miss Hart planted her juicy ass against the tiled wall once more and spread her legs wide, exposing her bald slit to Robert, who at first only stood there as he tried to fathom what it was that she was offering him, looking somewhat comical as he stood frozen beneath the spraying water.

It would have been normal for Robert to feel nervous, like most virgins he had at times wondered if his first time with a woman would turn out to be a pretty unfortunate and embarrassing event, but instead he entered a strangely calm state of mind as he covered the short distance separating him from Miss Hart and lined his cockhead up against her twat.

Considering the whole experience since stepping out of his dad’s car a while earlier to have been so surreal that it had to be a dream, Robert pushed forwards and let out a groan as he entered the tip of his cock into a woman’s sex for the first time ever, feeling the tight entrance to her sex clamp down around his cockhead, offering him some small amount of resistance before widening itself around the bulbous bell-end of his penis.

Amazed by the snugness of Miss Hart’s soaked sex, Robert pushed onwards, entering inch after inch of his cock into it as his chest came nearer and nearer to her huge tits, to the soundtrack of Miss Hart’s excited moans.

Eventually, when the skin of his chest was being raked by her hard nipples, Miss Hart put both of her hands on his head and **** it towards her so that she could send her tongue into his mouth, offering him a fierce kiss whilst hooking her right leg around the back of his left thigh.

Demonstrating an incredible degree of nimbleness and strength, Miss Hart suddenly hoisted herself into the air and wrapped her legs around Robert’s waist, holding on to it as he proceeded to begin stabbing his hard cock in and out of her slit, the two of them still kissing as each thrust of his hips brought them closer and closer to a shared orgasm.

His precum being shot directly into Miss Hart’s pussy as she used it to milk his cock, Robert felt her break off their kiss and then he became temporarily deaf on one ear as she unleashed a frantic shriek of lust, her body trembling against his as the presence of his thick member inside her impossibly tight slit caused her to experience what D.H. Lawrence had referred to as a “crisis”.

Managing to slide his dick into her quim one last time before feeling his balls explode, the two beefy orbs churning out jizz which pumped out of his cock and into her sex, filling her up with the creamy stuff until thick ropes of it began to flow out over her puffy labia.

The two of them slowly calmed down as their shared orgasm faded away, leaving them to stand pressed against the wall, Robert’s cock still lodged inside of Miss Hart’s pussy and her legs still hugging his waist.

“Robert,” Miss Hart was the first of them to regain the ability to formulate coherent sentences, though her voice sounded slightly distorted to him due to the ringing in his left ear, “that was amazing.”

Planting her feet next to his on the wet floor, Miss Hart firmly pushed Robert away from her until his cock came sliding out of her well-fucked slit, a multitude of cumropes connecting his hard fuckpiece to the lips and innards of her soppy quim until the distance between the two organs became too great and they all snapped in the middle.

“Robert,” Miss Hart sent him a naughty smile, “I’ve jerked and sucked your cock, wanked you with my tits and taken that huge fucking thing into my sweet, wet slit, so can you guess what remains to be done?”

As if to show him what she meant, Miss Hart spun round and bent forwards until her forehead was almost touching the wall, bringing her hands down to her ass and using them to part her full buttocks to reveal her sphincter to him.

“I need you to fuck my asshole,” she informed him, in the sweetest, most yearning voice possible.