The interview begins

‘Now, Miss Gazongas,’ said Ian, ‘I’m going to ask you a few questions, if that is ok with you. This is not exactly what you might call a formal interview, but it will give the chance for the school to find out a little bit about you, and it should also give you a chance to find out about us and what we do. Does that sound ok?’

Diamond nodded, her gaze transfixed by the bobbing of the immense pillar of tumescent flesh protruding out of Ian’s groin and nodding at her, the fat, purple, bell-shaped cocked shiny, with juices pouring out of the dilated hole at its tip, forming a translucent line of slowly oozing, thick juice which was suspended between the dick and the floor.

‘Monstercock…’ said Diamond, absently, with a dreamy and husky, lusty intonation, her eyes focused on the slowly developing puddle of precum that was forming between her and her interviewer, watching the slick fluid ripple slowly outwards.

‘I’m sorry, Miss Gazongas?’ said Ian, a little sharply to wake her from her reverie, but nonetheless with a little smirk to himself.

‘Oh!’ exclaimed Diamond, snapping back to her sense, ‘I’m sorry Mr White… I said… I said…’ she swallowed.

Ian raised his eyebrows a little, trying to get her attention, but he was unsuccessful in getting her to pay attention to any part of him other than the veined monster that was pointing directly at her.

‘Monstercock…’ she said again, her chest and shoulders falling in concert with her dreamy exhalation.

Ian smiled and ticked something off on a board next to the bed. The young slut couldn’t even finish the sentence without referring to his massive manhood, or pull herself together sufficiently to formalise a new thought. This was all very positive, of course, which spoke to the fact that she had tremendous powers of focus and concentration, able to fix on what was important to the situation, without becoming distracted by superfluous factors.

‘While you would have scored highly on that point, Miss Gazongas, it was just a preliminary remark that I had about how we are going to proceed here, not a question. Nonetheless, good answer.’

Diamond nodded, shook her head briskly from side to side to clear her head, and finally looked Ian in the eyes. Nothing could have been further from her mind than the expanding puddle of precum, which had grown until the circumference of it had reached the end of the platform sole of her knee-length boot. She tapped the tip of the bottom of her boot into it.

‘Monstercock,’ she said, putting her hand over her mouth the instant that she had said it. This wasn’t going very well! She thought. She would surely have to say another word before the end of the interview. But then this Mr White was soooo dreamy, and his cock was soooo magnificent and big… she had butterflies in her stomach not only because of the interview situation, but because of her proximity to this awesome stud. It was ironic because she had thought that she was going to take this place, and leave these stuffy Brits gagging on the floor, but it was rather her that was getting the lesson!

‘Good,’ said Ian, ‘then we’ll proceed.’

As he finished speaking, his turgid, protruding pussy missile bucked wildly of its own accord and expelled a thick sluice of precum that jetted from the tip of his cumtube and arched over Diamond’s head to knock a vase of flowers off a table behind her. The whole thing crashed to the floor. Diamond gulped, unable to think about the thick cock in front of her without wishing that it were being eased into her asshole, rearranging the dimensions of her balloon-knot ringpiece beyond anything she had previously experienced.

‘Sorry,’ said Ian, ‘now, Diamond, would you mind telling me what brings you to apply to us here at the school?’

Diamond nodded and smiled. A question she could answer!

‘Monstercocks,’ she said firmly.

‘Now, is that...’ Ian wondered, ‘is that your answer to the question or merely a continuation of your previous remarks? It’s difficult to tell.’

‘That’s my answer to the question, Mr White,’ Diamond affirmed, smiling brightly, ‘monstercocks bring me here. It seems to can get a calibre of cocksmith here that I haven’t encountered before, and for a girl like me, that counts for the lot. I want to test myself against the best. I’ve never,’ she added, ‘had anything like what you’re packing between your thighs fuck me in my ass and I need to know what that feels like more than anything…’

‘I see,’ Ian nodded, ‘well, I’m glad that you’ve expanded on your previous answer.’

‘And pussy,’ Diamond put in, ‘I love pussy, lots of it.’

‘Good,’ said Ian, making another note on the clipboard on the bed. ‘Well, moving on, perhaps you might be able to give me an instance of a time where you have worked collaboratively in a team situation to achieve a positive outcome?’

Diamond thought, smacking her lips together. Her eyes once again wandered to the immense shaft that was sticking up from Mr White’s groin, the hulking, muscular organ’s flared, shiny cap throbbing visibly, the arm-thick column of meat wrapped with pulsating veins, leading down to where her interviewer’s enormous, smooth ballsack sat between his legs, testicles visible underneath the skin like hulking eggs…

Again she shook her head to prevent herself from becoming hypnotised by the sight. That was not how to behave in an interview! Then she had a brainwave for a good answer.

‘Well,’ she began, ‘I can think of lots of examples, actually. I gave my good friend Candii Jaxxxson her first squirting orgasm by tonguing her tight little asshole while I stuck five fingers in her pussy. She’s now a pornstar known as “Tropica Monsoon” and has her own series of videos where she squirts like a fucking firehose… mind you, that’s probably not as collaborative as the gangbang I did in “Diamond’s Dozen”, where I helped empty twelve sets of balls all over my face and tits.’

Ian once again ticked the clipboard. As he looked down, a shaft of pure, clear fluid shot out of his cumslit and smacked against the ceiling. Diamond looked up. The fluid was so sticky it stayed there for a while, before slowly and viscously becoming dislodged and roping to the floor in thick, oozing ropes, where it collected in the puddle at her feet. For the next few minutes, the interview was conducted through the narrow, oozing curtain of sticky fluid dripping from above them, and Diamond had to lean to the side to gain a clear view of her interviewer’s face.

‘Perhaps we could move on to discuss your academic aptitudes’, Ian suggested, ‘are there any subjects that you have a particular affinity for?’

Diamond considered this. Then she felt she had the perfect answer.

‘Math!’ she said brightly.

‘Maths?’ said Ian.

‘Oh yes. I did a film recently with Tanya Monroe. Big gang-bang, a superhero flick, so awesome! Anyway, in the final scene, it was just her and I against a bunch of superheroes.’

‘And?’ said Ian, arching an eyebrow inquisitively.

‘Well, we showed how twenty-seven can go into two!’

Ian looked skyward at her answer, trying to compose himself. He did, just, but a fat bolt of precum again jetted from his shaft, this one spurting over her shoulder and knocking a photograph off a table behind her.

‘Oh dear!’ said Diamond, looking behind her.

‘Not so worry,’ said Ian, ‘just another holiday snap. Laura and I at in Paris. We did a ‘Towers of Europe’ tour. Now, shall we continue?’