Put Orchid's Tongue to Work

“Stand up and come over to my desk.” You instruct Orchid as a devilish plan forms in your mind.

Orchid reluctantly obeys, standing up and walking over to where you are sitting on the edge of your desk.

“You seem to like to spend a lot of time talking in my class.” You say, looking Orchid’s firm body up and down. “You like to use your mouth an awful lot.”

“I guess so, Miss J.” Orchid turns her toe coquettishly on the floor and averts her gaze.

“Since wagging that tongue of yours seems to be your forte, I suppose I could allow you to use your talents for a bit of makeup work.” You meet Orchid’s gaze and smile. “Let’s call it an oral exam.”

“What do you mean?” Orchid asks with a blush that belies her suspicion.

You stand up in front of Orchid and without hesitation reach beneath your skirt, unhook your garter, and pull your panties down to your ankles.

“I mean.” You look up at her as you step out of them. “You impress me with your oral skills, and I’ll consider repairing your grades.”

“Oh no,” Orchid gasps, “I’ve never done anything like that before!”

You hike your skirt up, revealing your trimmed pubic hair and the lips of your pussy. You settle back onto your desk.

“Come here.” She hesitates. “If you want to pass, then come here. I’m sure you’ll be a fast learner.”

Orchid walks over to you reluctantly and you lean back a bit, spreading your legs and parting the lips of your pussy with your fingers.

“That’s it, just get down there and have a lick. I think you’ll be surprised how good a woman tastes.”

“If you say so, Miss J.” Orchid replies, unconvinced.

She squats down between your legs, spending several seconds looking over your body. You throw one of your legs over her shoulder and urge her on. Orchid extends her tongue tentatively, moving forward towards your quickly dampening cunt so slowly that you feel her hot breath well before she makes contact. When her tongue does to your moist slit the sensation sends an electric pulse through your body. You shiver, and moan slightly.

Orchid, rather quickly overcoming her trepidation, begins to slowly run her tongue up and down the length of your pussy, further moistening your entrance with her careful licks.

“Boy, Miss J,” Orchid comments, “you do taste pretty nice. This is starting to get me worked up.”

“I’m glad you like it sweetie, but I believe you have a job to do.”

Orchid nods and then you lace your fingers into her platinum blond hair and pull her mouth against your cunt. Her tongue is inside you in a flash, stiff and rolling like a cock never could, warm and alive and pressing against your clit with each deep penetrating lick. Orchid wraps her arms around your thighs, pushing herself deeper inside of your aching pussy even as you begin to roll your hips, sliding her tongue up and down inside you. The girl is more talented with her tongue than any woman you have ever bedded, and once she got past her programmed hesitation she is adventurous and passionate with you.

Her lapping and your rolling hips become an all-out tongue fucking, until you slide from the desk and end up kneeling over Orchid’s face. Your hands are in her hair and hers are holding the cheeks of your ass, spreading them wide apart as she pulls you firmly down again and again on her impaling tongue. You look down at her and your eyes meet.

“Oh God sweetie,” you cry, “I’m so close to cumming.”

Orchid moans, her voice vibrating electrically across your clit. The sensation is too much, and you scream loudly, thrusting yourself down again and again onto her writhing tongue. Your pussy spasms and squeezes Orchid’s tongue, your cum pours from inside you in hot torrents across her cheeks and lips. The ecstasy lasts for nearly a minute before your cries have subsided and your toes have uncurled. With your thighs quaking with aftershocks, you lift yourself off of the girl and kneel beside her head.

“Oh, Miss J, that was ama-“ You stifle her critique of the experience with your lips, pressing against hers and tasting your own orgasmic secretions. You need a few seconds to regain your composure and you use the increasingly passionate kiss to conceal your euphoric dumbness from your young pupil. Even as Orchid’s tongue begins to press between your lips you know that you are not done with her by a long shot.