The interview continued

Diamond sat completely silent, watching the slightly distorted image of a naked Mr. White through the curtain of precum that still hung between them, though enough of the treacly fluid had dropped into the puddle on the floor that it had begun to appear slightly frayed at the edges. Several seconds dragged by during which Diamond couldn’t think of anything to say, instead being too wrapped up in taking in the effect that the ginormously well-hung teacher was having on her. Her pink, bald pussy was juicing to the point where her wetness was seeping out round the edges of her teeny thong and spilling onto the fabric of the armchair, while her nipples felt hard enough to cut through the glossy fabric of her fetish corset.

Most pressing on Diamond’s mind though was the continued and uncontrolled twitching and quaking of her teeny, cute anus as her thoughts turned time and time again to what it would feel like to have Mr. White’s monstrous erection push through her tightest hole. It wasn’t just the length of the truly formidable organ that was the reason why Diamond was currently feeling like she was the luckiest little slut in all the world, but the thickness of it as well, its circumference as it throbbed in front Mr. White being such that she suddenly felt a pang of dread go through her at the thought that it might even be too big for her to fit through her sexy, horny bunghole.

“Fuck no,” Diamond hissed through gritted teeth in an attempt to chase her fears away, “not for me it fucking isn’t!”

“I’m sorry?” Mr. White asked politely, from behind the semitransparent curtain of prejizz.

“Oh! Oh…” Diamond had been about to say something, something which could both explain away her latest, wholly unintended remark, and serve as her reply to Mr. White’s previous question. But all she could was to let out a faint but impossibly horny moan when she watched him step into the puddle of precum and have the purple crown of his schlong pierce through the prejizz that was dangling off the ceiling, leaving her to stare it wide-eyed wonder at it.

Licking her lips at the precum which now covered the flared head of Mr. White’s fuckpiece, Diamond gasped at the feeling of the smooth fabric of her thong pressing against the swollen lips of her soaking wet honeypot, and a reverential “Monstercock…” flowed past her lips while her right hand slid over her belly and in underneath the waistband of her skimpy thong.

“I’m sorry, Miss Gazongas, I can’t quite hear you,” Mr. White said, as the steady, powerful throbbing of his cock as it was sticking through the hanging prejizz caused it to start to sway and wiggle like a curtain after someone had left the window open on a windy day.

“I said… monstercock!” Diamond cried out as two of her slender fingers made their way inside her snatch, after which she proceeded to twist her wrist to allow her to start rubbing her thumb against her engorged clit. Sliding herself further down into the armchair, she spread her legs until they were rubbing against the chair’s padded armrests, and could feel her juices start to disappear off into the narrow cleavage between her bronzed buttocks, heading for her puckered bunghole.

“That’s what I thought,” Mr. White said, grinning wide at Diamond, “So, shall we continue then?”

“Just… one more thing about math,” Diamond replied.

“Yes?” Mr. White asked.

“How…” Pausing, Diamond moaned again and could feel her pussy tightening around her fingers, “how big is your cock?”

“How old are you, Miss Gazongas?” Mr. White replied, as he glanced at the clipboard while turning about 90 degrees to his left and taking a few casual steps that had Diamond drooling at his massive flagpole of cock sticking out far in front of him, its thickness highlighted by the slow, purposeful manner in which it jutted about as he moved.

“I’m eighteen years old, Mr. White,” Diamond replied, the shiny black of her PVC boots rubbing against the much less intense white and lavender stripes of the armchair as she kept on feeding two digits in and out of her pink honeypot and occasionally rubbed her thumb against her clit while ogling Mr. White. For some reason, though she was currently too flustered and too preoccupied with being almost ridiculously horny to put a finger on what exactly that reason, she loved how utterly comfortable he was walking around in the nude while in her presence. She might have been an international porn-superstar, but to Mr. White she was simply a sexy, horny slut who should be teased and toyed with before having her every hole stretched by his mammoth cock.

“Ah, but you’ve been working for half a year since you turned eighteen, haven’t you?” Mr. White asked, his voice suddenly sounding like that of some quaint, immaculately supportive teacher straight out of a Hollywood movie about Victorian England, an appearance which clashed fantastically with his nakedness and his colossal, impossibly rigid fuckmast slowly being aimed back at her as he turned towards her, his left hand spread underneath the clipboard while its base was rubbing against his exposed chest.

“Uh-huh,” Diamond sighed out her response. Normally, she was very good at looking people in the eye while talking to them, particularly those that was intending to get fucked silly by, but no so on this occasion. Instead, her gaze was now firmly fixed on Mr. White’s cumslit, which at least wasn’t that much smaller than an eye, and again her tongue slid in a linear motion across her luscious lips and her eyelashes fluttered as she admired the width of the Limey stud’s pisshole.

“So that would make you…?” Mr. White asked, sporting a friendly smile as he got Diamond to glance back up at his face again.

“Eighteen and a half,” Diamond replied, showcasing her expertise in the mathematical field.

“And that, coincidentally…” Mr. White maintained the friendly smile as he wrapped his right hand round his cock, clutching it just beyond its head, though it was too fat for him to get his fingers completely round it. The muscles in his right arm became more defined from the strain of softly waving his humungous fuckpiece at a very appreciative Diamond.

“Are you saying…?” Diamond fell completely silent at about halfway through her question, after which all she could was to close and open her eyes several times over as she kept on staring at Mr. White’s crotch.

“That my cock is eighteen and a half inches long, yes,” Mr. White replied, casually.

“Monste… OH!” Diamond’s voice dissolved itself into a girlish shriek of ecstasy as she grabbed hold of the front of her thong and tugged it aside just in time to lay bare her smooth-shaven, vividly pink and absolutely delicious honeybox before the first gusher of girlcum exited it at speed. Diamond’s head fell back onto the armchair’s crest and her eyelids came sliding down as her face was twisted into a lustful snarl while more and more girlcum exploded out of her violently quivering snatch, drenching the seat of the armchair and splashing along her legs before most of it ended up on the floor, where it began to mix with Mr. White’s precum.

“Now, you were about to say something about Maths, Miss Gazongas,” Mr. White said once Diamond’s orgasm, which had been short and intense, had run its course. She was about to say something, but was distracted by him placing his left on it as well and heaving it upwards, gritting his teeth as he raised his member until it was pointing straight up, leaving her to admire in speechless awe how long and thick it was, as well as the **** beefiness of his balls.

“Fuck me, Mr. White, you’re absolutely huge!” Diamond eventually blurted out, sitting wide-eyed and with her lips curled into a radiantly sluttish smile.

“Thank you,” Mr. White replied, sounding genuinely happy at the compliment.

“I mean, I knew you were big, but…” Diamond again lost her train of thought, and let out a nervous giggle while beginning to diddle herself once more.

“Thank you, but…” Mr. White began, though he stopped when Diamond released a lustful whimper and spread her legs further apart, leaving them to rest on top of the armrests, the stiletto heels of her boots sticking straight out.

“I can’t wait to have that fucker buried in my ass,” Diamond’s voice was barely a whisper, though the way in which Mr. White’s smile widened strongly suggested that he’d heard her all the same.

“Miss Gazongas, if you don’t mind, you were going to say something?”

“I was, but your monstercock distracted me!” Diamond exclaimed, feeling giddy and light-headed.

“But if your cock is eight…” Diamond stopped abruptly to swallow hard, not believing that she could be that lucky.

“Eighteen and a half inches long, though I normally just say eighteen,” Mr. White helped Diamond out, “the last half just seems a bit like I’m showing off if I mention it.”

“Then that’s roughly 47 centimetres, give or take,” Diamond said.

“You know the metric system, do you?” Mr. White shot Diamond a teasing, but good-natured, smile.

“Uh-huh, and I know that the capital of Great Britain is London, and that gay people don’t cause hurricanes,” Diamond fired back, curling her lips into an impish little grin.
“Impressive!” Mr. White let go of his cock to politely clap at Diamond’s display of knowledge, and the frail sound of his hands gently coming together was still heard when another jet of precum came rocketing out of his pisshole and went soaring across the room, just barely missing Diamond’s face on its way to the wall directly behind her. Diamond moaned and jerked about excitedly when a few specks of precum rained down on her left shoulder.

“Any other subjects that you consider to be your forte?” Mr. White calmly asked, seemingly unaffected by the fact that he’d just missed coating Diamond’s achingly beautiful face with a hefty dose of prejizz.

“Well, I don’t…” Diamond tried racking her brain but came up short. To keep herself busy while she contemplated her answer, she pulled her fingers out from inside her pussy, leaving her thong lined up next to her dripping wet sex, and made quite a number out of slowly licking the pair of slender digits clean, smacking her lips and moaning happily at the sweet, rich taste of her own honeypot.

When she finally slipped her fingers out of her mouth, Diamond knew just what to say.

“I can tell you this, I’m absolutely fucking useless at Drama,” Diamond said, “to tell you the truth, I can’t act for shit. It’s absolutely hilarious any time that anyone refers to me as a porn actress, because I’ve been in seventy-seven porn flicks or scenes and I’ve never, ever acted in any of them.”

“So, no chance of you winning an Academy award then?” Mr. White asked, with Diamond shaking her head in reply, “A pity, I’d quite like to see what your acceptance speech would look like.”

“It would be fun, I guess, putting on a really expensive dress and then taking Oscar up the ass in front of Hollywood royalty,” Diamond grinned, then gasped as her words made Mr. White’s cock whip upwards before releasing a blast of precum that bounced off the ceiling, knocked over a candelabra, and ended up on the bed’s canopy, on which it landed with a wet “Splat!”

“Speaking of which, if you wouldn’t mind getting up,” Mr. White took a step back and motioned towards another door than that through which Diamond had entered and those leading out onto the balcony, his left arm becoming distorted as it was stretched out behind the curtain of precum that had quickly become and still remained the dominate decorative feature of the room.

“Don’t tell me actually have an Academy award in there,” Diamond joked as she removed her legs from the armrests and braced her hands against it while pushing herself out of the armchair. She took two steps forwards, then unleashed a startled shriek when her left heel slid across the puddle of precum and girlcum, and found that her left leg was pulled along with the heel. Stumbling forwards in an effort to not break her left leg or land gracelessly on her juicy, heart-shaped ass, Diamond just missed breaking through the curtain of prejizz, and finally came to a stop when Mr. White stepped up and caught her in his strong arms.

“T…thanks,” Diamond purred, as she became aware of Mr. White’s cock pressing against her belly while its crown sank deeper in between her tits and his balls beat steadily against her exposed, drooling pussy.

“Don’t mention it,” Mr. White replied, seeming intent on kissing Diamond again before pulling his head back and letting go of her. Ignoring her disappointed groan when his cockhead was extracted from between her bulging knockers, Mr. White nodded towards the door.

“I should clarify, Miss Gazongas, that this part of your induction is over. Now though, you’re going to go through a little test,” Mr. White said, “In that room over there, you’ll find a vast collection of tiny thongs, skimpy bikinis, slutty skirts, revealing tops and t-shirts and a respectable assortment of fuck-me-heels, fetish boots and what have you. As quickly as you can, I want you to throw back together a slutty an outfit as you can, then come back out here.”