What do I do? What does Tiffini do?
I cum in her mouth
I badly want to cum—I don’t want to resist Tiffini’s lips and tongue, and I don’t want to make her stop. Then I remember how tight her cunt is. As turned on as I am now, if I don’t cum, I’ll blow my load as soon as I enter her. I should cum now so I have the necessary endurance later, which means that I want to do is actually the smart thing to do.
“Miss Daniels,” I grind out, “you’re about to get an A on your oral exam. Where do you want my cum?”
Tiffini responds by locking her lips around my cockhead again and sucking hard. As my peripheral vision greys out, I can see her start frigging herself rapidly. “I’m—cumming—” I gasp, then throw back my head and roar as my balls erupt. She swallows my first jet of cream without breaking suction, then I see her shoulders heave. She sucks out my second blast, then climaxes along with me. Her mouth opens, her head arches back, and her eyes roll up, but she retains just enough control to keep her tongue under my helmet, curled up around it to make a sluice for my spunk. I look down to see my cum spurting out on her tongue while she quivers and trembles in pleasure; I think it might be the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
When she can move again, Tiffini closes her mouth over my deflating cock and slowly licks it clean. “Mmmmmm,” she purrs. “I like your baby batter, Mr. Lane.” She pulls back and looks at it, and her expression turns concerned. “How long until you can get hard again?” she asks hungrily. “That was amazing, but I want to feel you in my virgin little teen-girl pussy now.”
“Don’t worry, Miss Daniels,” I tell her. “I won’t let you pass my class until I’m completely—satisfied—with your body of work. To be blunt, I have no intention of leaving here until you’re too well-fucked to walk straight, and I’ve emptied my balls completely into your impossibly tight cunt.” Tiffini’s face blazes with hunger at my words. I draw her to her feet—noting with satisfaction how shaky she is—then turn around and sit on the bed. “Now, Miss Daniels,” I say, “it’s time for a review before the next exam. Straddle my lap and present your tits for inspection. I want to make sure I’ve graded them properly.”
She complies eagerly, cooing, “Oooooh, Mr. Lane, do you like my big, bouncy teenage boobs? Ohhh, it feels so—mmmmm—naughty having you suckle my—ahhhhh—nipples—more—more—more—” I massage Tiffini’s ass, enjoying its full, firm roundness, and devour her tits. I take mouthfuls of titflesh, I give her little bites all over their milk-white curves, and I lick them all over. I get my head under them, feeling her boobs spread out over my face, and do my best to give her hickeys on their lush undersides. I feast on their avid tips, sucking and suckling them, licking and nibbling them, and pushing her big mounds together so I can lick and suck both at once. Her moaning grows louder and louder and she rubs herself involuntarily along my prick. Between her tits and her twat, it isn’t long before I’m back to being painfully hard.
I’m just about to tell Tiffini to get off my lap when her breathing grows erratic and her movements become jerky. “Ohhhhhh, Mr. Lane!” she cries out as she cums, grinding hard on my shaft and pressing her pillowy boob over my nose and mouth.
While I wait for her to cum down, I consider how I want to start fucking her. I fully intend to take her doggy style, but as tight as she is, it’s going to take me a while to work my rod all the way in and stretch out her cocksleeve so I can fuck her as hard as we both deserve. I don’t think doggy would be an easy way to go for the warmup . . . but the dominance aspect is appealing, and I think would be a major turn-on for her.
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