Nathan gets a tour, Gina gets a monstercock in her ass

Gina’s pushing open of the door to the apartment revealed a hallway with two doors facing each other about down its length and a lot of glass at the far end of the room located on the other side of it. From where Nathan was standing, it looked like a huge window going from the floor all the way up to the ceiling, although he couldn’t see the latter.

Also from where he was standing, Nathan had his fully erect and absolutely huge cock completely at Miss Taylor’s touch, a fact that she relished with customary glee, stepping up the fondling and stroking of it that had been ongoing ever since they’d stepped off the elevator. With the key to her apartment still in the lock, she applied just a little more pressure with the thumb of her other hand and ran it clockwise along the brim of the young Dutch stud’s cockend.

Narrowing his eyes, Nathan let out a grunt and jabbed his hips forwards whilst yanking his upper body back, thus thrusting out his dick before that subtle but expertly performed teasing of his cock by Gina made him let rip another large, heavy jet of precum that shot in a plume from his pisshole and raced through the hallway, across the room beyond it and straight into the glass to the accompaniment of a rich and deeply satisfying thud.

“Bulletproof glass,” Gina purred at him as they watched his latest release of prejizz begin to slowly slide down from where had ended up glued to the window, “All the apartments in this complex have it, for some reason...”

“Okay,” Nathan didn’t know how much more expensive that was than ordinary glass, but figured it had to be cheaper than having a team of on-site window-repairmen.

“Let’s see if we can’t break it,” With a lewd grin and a flick of her wrist, Gina pulled the key free of the lock, then dispatched it on small wall-mounted shelf as she led Nathan by the cock into her apartment.

“I suppose I should give you a guided tour first,” Gina said with a smile.

“Then what?” After the car trip over there, Nathan was really feeling the need to cum again. Already, it was so tangible that he had to brace himself to withstand the urge to push Gina up against the wall and slam his way inside her.

“Oh, I’m thinking a quick shower, then I’ll fix us up some dinner – you’ll need the energy – and then we’ll spend all night with me worshipping your sexy monstercock and you filling me up again and again,” Gina’s voice remained casual, although she did increase her stroking of Nathan’s cock a little, “Kitchen’s to the right.”

“And here’s the living room...” Miss Taylor’s living room turned out to be very classy and sophisticated, dominated by black and white colours, exquisitely furnished and equipped with a huge, wall-mounted TV on one end of the room. Also, the wall to the outside was completely made out of windows, spanning its entire length and running from floor to ceiling. There were windows mounted into the glass and a glass door leading out onto a balcony that ran along one half of the room.

Funnily enough in comparison to her office, there were no photos, not of Gina or of anyone else.

“So, what do you think?” Gina asked.

“Very nice, but I was expecting some photos,” Nathan replied.

“Nathan,” Smiling impishly, Gina made sure than Nathan’s dick wasn’t aimed at anything delicate, “Look up at the ceiling.”

Nathan did, and predictably enough a huge burst of precum shot from his dong when his gaze happened upon a near life-sized picture of Gina with her pussy, ass and mouth all impaled on a humongous cock each, all while she eyed the camera like she’d decided that whoever manning it would be next and while her formidable body glistened with a mixture of different fluids that gave her tanned skin a vivid lustre.

The border of that picture – more of a poster, really – was rounded and jagged as it met up with another picture, this one of Chastity Hills throwing a suggestive glance at the camera from the corner of her eye whilst dipping the tip of her outstretched tongue into the thick stream of jizz escaping a gaping asshole. Looking upwards, Nathan could see Gina looking back at the camera again, this time over her shoulder as Chastity prepared to clean up her freshly fucked ass.

The rest of the ceiling was likewise plastered with pictures, all of them depicting Gina along with colleagues and students, all of them a testament to her love of sex and the incredible character of her stacked, toned fuckdoll body.

“I stole the idea from Michelangelo,” Gina explained, not seeing the need to ask Nathan if he liked the collage, “And I’ve been thinking of doing something similar to my bedroom...”

Gina’s bedroom was next on the tour, and it turned out to be sleek and minimalist, purposely designed to put all attention on the large, round bed placed in the centre of it like an altar of some ancient fertility cult. Again, the wall facing the outside world consisted wholly of glass. Apart from the bed, the only furniture of note was an old rocking chair looking very out of place as it stood in one corner, a large teddy bear in its seat. The bear looked worn and was missing an eye. It also had a purple dildo placed in its lap.

“That's Mr. Fuzz, my favourite when I was little, and my first ever dildo,” Gina explained when she spotted Nathan looking in that direction.

“Does it still work?”

“Oh Lord no, I wore it out completely years ago...”

From the bedroom, they proceeded to what turned out to be a small private gym, one room packed with a vast array of exercise equipment, with the larger machines all positioned to face the outer wall that was – once again – entirely made out of glass. By now, even someone a lot dumber than Nathan would have figured out that Gina’s apartment was designed to allow maximum insight. It was sort of surprising that her shower wasn’t mounted out on the balcony.

Next up was the bathroom, located inside of the gym. It was relatively small and dominated by a shower stall large enough to fit six people in a squeeze.

Finally, there was Gina’s walk-in closet, located inside her living room and roughly the same size, and it was absolutely packed with slutty outfits and high-heeled shoes, boots and stripper sandals.

“Try not to blow your load in here, Nathan,” As Gina led him by the cock towards the door on the far side of the huge closet, Nathan looked at the dozen catsuits hanging off one rack, then at the various slingshot bikinis hanging right next to them.

“Ever wear any of these for work?” Nathan asked, his dick twitching at the image of Gina dressed in one of those absolutely teeny slingshots. Since it was the first one he’d happen to lay his eyes upon, a shiny pink little number was the one Gina wore in his fantasy.

“Oh please, Nathan, I do try to dress professionally when I’m at the office, today’s little mishap not withstanding,” Gina’s reply came as she continued to steer Nathan straight through her closet, and they came to pass between two facing surfaces of otherwise empty walls where a huge and extremely varied gathering of skimpy thongs of all cuts and materials was mounted in a manner much like an arms collection.

“I think you’d look great in it,” To underline his point, Nathan unleashed a jet of precum that was heavy and volatile even by his standards, enough so that its impact against the door leading back out into the hallway sent it flying open.

“Fuck...” Gina whimpered as she stared at the doorway to the kitchen, that door too having been ripped open as well due to Nathan’s shot of precum having continued on after dealing with the first one.

“Tell you what, Nathan,” Pulling her lips back to form a sultry smile, Gina switched to caressing the crown of his cock while speaking, “If I’m the first one to pass out tonight, I’ll show up for work in a slingshot two days per week.”

“Make it three,” Nathan insisted, “And I get to pick what you’ll wear on Monday.”

“You’re getting cocky...”

“Gee, I wonder why.”

“Anyway, it’s a bet,” Gina decided, “Now, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna grab another quick shower.”

“Want me to join you?”

“Yes, but we’d probably end up in there for hours,” The giggle that Gina now produced sent tremors of pleasure running down Nathan’s spine and out along the shaft of his dick, before he proceeded to drench her fingers with clear precum, “Better you wait in the living room. You can enjoy the view.”

Giving a slightly confused Nathan a quick kiss on the cheek, Gina finally let go of his dick and went walking off into her bathroom, blowing him a kiss before closing the door behind her.

With the sight of Gina’s heart-shaped booty swaying behind her as she’d walked away from him doing nothing to alleviate his now near-constant need to cum, Nathan did his best to ignore the mounting pressure in his ballsack and returned to the living room. Once he did, he took a first proper glance out what was effectively a wall-sized window and realized something.

The building in which Gina’s apartment was located faced another building that was part of the same complex, the two of them separated by about fifty feet of open ground. And all the apartments in the building he was looking at were equipped with same amount of glass as Gina’s, turning the pair of buildings into something akin to two aquariums facing each other, with each tenant having almost maximum insight into what those of the opposite building were up to at any given moment.

To further underline that fact, the front door to the apartment directly opposite to Gina’s suddenly swung open and a woman came walking in.

A brunette with chestnut-coloured hair that went really well with her golden tan, the woman was obviously another teacher, as revealed by her huge tits, her toned and curvy body, and the absolutely whorish get-up that she had on. It consisted of thigh-high, high-heeled combat boots with black laces – the only non-white element of her ensemble – as well as a PVC jacket that ended round her belly button and which was left open, then a bikini top and bottom combination that was all flossy string and nothing else.

Still ignorant of Nathan watching her, the brunette walked into her living room, moved right up to the windows and made quite a show of not looking to see if anyone was watching before slipping her hands inside the back of her jacket. A few seconds later, her bikini top fell off, but the jacket remained on. Related to that was the blast of precum that thumped against the glass wall when Nathan got a first look at her tits. He’d seen pretty much all of them already, but for some reason seeing her hard nipples made a huge difference.

Next, the neat bows holding the supremely flimsy bikini bottoms tied onto the brunette’s wide hips and waspish waist were undone by a few expert flicks of her wrists, and they too ended up on the floor.

Then she looked up, and Nathan could see her mouth open when she finally spotted him and his cock.

After a few moments of staring at Nathan whilst remaining completely frozen, the brunette picked up a phone. A couple of seconds, the one placed on the side of a glass and steel-encased turntable placed underneath the TV in Gina’s apartment started ringing.

“Hello?” Nathan greeted the brunette on the other side of the line and of the inner grounds.

“How big’s your dick, stud?” The brunette’s voice was a match for her appearance, leading her to get to watch Nathan dish out another huge spray of precum.

“Sixteen inches,” Nathan helpfully informed the as yet nameless brunette, who did a sharp intake of air.

“Fuck...” Breathing out again, the brunette transformed her voice into a nasty hiss that lingered on in Nathan’s ear, “Anyone with a cock that big can do whatever he wants to me.”

“Right,” Nathan growled, as his need to fuck grew bigger still.

“I’m Miss Johnson, you a new student?” Widening her stance, Miss Johnson started petting her dripping wet cunt.

“Yes.”

“Got a name?”

“Nathan Big.”

“Well, Nathan, this is what you’re going to do to me the first we meet...”

Nathan hadn’t quite known what to expect, but it hadn’t been Miss Johnson cutting off their conversation, tossing her phone aside and promptly walking back out of her apartment.

Nathan’s confusion over what was happening lasted for several seconds more, before the door to the apartment two doors down from Miss Johnson’s suddenly flung open, the motion of which caught his attention.

It also caught that of its occupant, a tall, broad-shouldered man clad in jeans and a plaid shirt, who didn’t appear too shocked at Miss Johnson’s storming in and quite literally throwing herself at him.

Next to where the phone had been located there stood a pair of binoculars that Nathan snatched up, using them to follow the action more closely as Miss Johnson and the man kissed in a hot and heavy manner while she dragged her exposed tits back and forth across his wide chest while pawing at his clothes in a frantic manner.

“You could always turn on the telly instead,” Gina suddenly reappeared, and chuckled at Nathan’s usage of the binoculars.

“Huh?” More precum was pelted onto the glass as Nathan looked at Gina’s naked, dripping wet form, with the young man wondering to himself if she’d bothered to get out of her pink heels before stepping into the shower.

“Like this,” Already having picked up the remote, Gina turned on the television and switched channels until its 50’ screen was filled with a camera image of Miss Johnson now being dropped onto a large couch by the man whose apartment she’d invaded, and its HD image capturing perfectly the speed and nimbleness with which she got up on her knees and lunged at his belt buckle while he hurried to rid himself of his shirt.

“Those are neat in an old-timey way,” Gina nodded at the binoculars, “But every apartment’s got several webcams hooked up to the same system.”

“Every apartment?”

“Oh yes,” Gina’s tongue slid along her plump lips, “There’s even a schedule of when we’re to perform for the school’s sponsors...”

More and more glass began to appear frosted as Nathan continued to bombard it with heavy blasts of precum.

“Those two are teachers too?”

“Uh-huh,” When Gina nodded her head, specks of water fell from her hair onto her massively projecting jugs, “Miss Johnson teaches maths and Mr. Reamer’s a shop teacher.”

“Anyway, you jump in the shower and I’ll get to work treating you to a home-cooked meal,” Again, Gina was on the meal, giving Nathan the distinct impression that she had a mental list of things she wanted to have settled before the real fun began.

Throwing a glance up at the screen of how Miss Johnson was greedily gorging herself on the crown of the man’s mammoth cock, Nathan headed towards the bathroom.

When he got back after lathering himself up with soap and washing it off, then towelling himself off in a fast and sloppy manner, Nathan could hear the sound of chopping coming from the kitchen. Meanwhile, in Mr. Reamer’s apartment, Miss Johnson was now lying on the couch, her shoulders on its seat and her ass balanced on top of its back while Mr. Reamer stood bent over it and drilled away at her juicing pussy with his thick rod. From the way in which she was glistening wet, Miss Johnson had most definitely squirted all over herself in the time Nathan had been away.

“Isn’t it rude not to watch Miss Johnson?” Nathan asked as he moved into the kitchen, “She did want me to.”

“Don’t worry, those two will be fucking for hours,” Gina replied, without looking from where she was turning different types of vegetables into tiny bits, “And she’ll be expecting you to return the favour!”

“Damn, Gina...” Nathan though had moved on to different things, namely how the strap holding Gina’s apron in place over her front was dangling down in front of her cheeks.

“What, this?” Grinning again, Miss Taylor turned round to show off how the apron struggled to cover her huge boobs. Massively distended though it was, the message of ‘Kiss the cook’ written across the front could still be read, although the second o had been replaced with a bright red c, “I don’t want to get messy.”

“Sure you don’t...” His colossal cumtube heaving upwards on its own volition, Nathan reached the point where the need to fuck couldn’t be ignored or resisted for a moment longer.

Seeing him approached, Gina spun round and dropped the knife, then thrust out her ass behind her and grabbed hold of the kitchen counter, her decision too being that dinner could wait.

“I’m gonna fuck your ass, Miss Taylor,” Nathan announced as he placed himself directly behind her.

“What took you so long?” In return, Gina offered him a teasing smile past her shoulder, one that was immediately transformed into a lustful grimace when he plunged forwards.

“FUCK!” With her ass impaled on six inches of one of the biggest cocks she’d ever seen, Gina cried out at the top of her lungs and soaked her apron with girlcum, more of which followed in rapid order as Nathan grabbed hold tight of her waist and proceeded to hammer his way in deeper still.

In no time at all, Gina’s cries and Nathan’s grunts were mixed with the sound of his belly smacking against her buttocks while he drilled her hard and deep, the young start beginning by setting a savage pace that he then set about increasing even further, his knees rocking back and forth madly as he pounded away at the delicious booty of the screaming, squirting vixen in front of him.

Nathan’s balls were jumping between his legs and his cock was throbbing as if his heart had migrated there, but he kept going, surprising himself by how long he could keep at it without blowing his load, although the walls of Gina’s ass were soon plastered with his precum, jets of which were pumped at the end of each forceful thrust forwards of not just hips, but practically his whole body.

“Nathan! Big! Big dick in my ass!!!!” Obviously, Gina was in heaven, relishing the feel of her favourite hole being filled up by the sort of huge, brawny schlong that she’d been born to handle, the feeling of it spearing into her ass never once failing to bring her to the point of ecstasy, until the lower half of the apron was glued to her body by all the juices gushing and shooting from her quivering cunt.

“That’s it, motherfucker,” Willing herself into calming down just a little, Gina managed to switch from screaming to purring in a decidedly lewd fashion, “This ass is yours for the next two days!”

That, along with Gina flexing every muscle in her ass, brought Nathan crashing over the edge and he slammed into her one last time before exploding. Naturally, that caused Gina’s composure to break down again and they spent the next few minutes as a sweating, panting, grunt mass while Nathan unloaded wave after wave of jizz into her ass.

“Fuck!” Afterwards, Gina was the first of them to say anything, “I didn’t mean you should try to fuck me **** right away!”

“Sorry...” If he was, that didn’t stop Nathan from grinning like a wolf, “Still want to make me that home-cooked meal?”

“Fuck that, we’re ordering pizza!” Gina’s reply became a scream towards the end due to Nathan resuming moving his hips, driving his muscular cock through her stretched ringpiece once more.