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“What the hell am I doing here at this hour,” Carl said out loud to no one in particular, “man was not made to lift weights at midnight!” For over a year Carl Nevins had been working out three nights a week at the “Barbell Club”, trying in vain to build up his underdeveloped body. Diets, protein shakes, aerobics, weight machines, and now free weight training, and not much of a visible improvement in muscle development. He had to admit that he felt stronger, but as far as high muscle definition was concerned, well he seemed to be paddling up stream on that one! Even at midnight there were plenty of people in the midst of their workouts, and most, if not all of them in better shape than Carl. After struggling through a set of bench presses, Carl decided to take a break, and watch the other people stretch and sweat for a while, so after popping open a can of diet soda, he surveyed the room, enjoying the sight of ten women in tights doing an aerobic dance workout. It was funny in a way, because almost all the women doing the workout were either in good or very good shape, while the tubs of lard that really needed it were no where to be seen! Finally, Carl’s eyes focused in on a muscular woman doing squats with what appeared to be about two hundred fifty pounds of steel plates. Only in his dreams could Carl have handled that amount of iron, and here was a woman barely breaking a sweat doing at least twenty quick reps! He wandered over to get a closer look, and was surprised when she said hello. He stammered for a second, but finally mumbled, “I was just admiring the way you handled those squats, it seemed pretty easy for you.” She picked up her towel, wiped her face, and replied, “Well, I’ve been doing it for five years now and I have a routine that I stick to, by the way my name is Quincy, but everyone calls me Quin.” “I’m Carl,” he said, extending his hand in friendship. Her grip was more than firm, and Carl felt his fingers being literally crushed in what seemed like a vice! “I’ve noticed you working out alone,” she continued, “and I thought that maybe it would be more enjoyable if we did it together!” “Well,” he stammered, “you are way ahead of me, and I would just slow you down…..” “Nonsense,” she retorted, “there are plenty of machines to go around, and when we use free weights we can spot for each other, so what do ya say!?!” Carl thought about it for a second, and nodding said, “Sure, why not, and maybe you can give me some pointers on how to build up this decrepit body!!!” She laughed an infectious laugh, and gave his arm a playful squeeze and rejoined, “Okay then, Carl, let’s get started!!!”

For the next hour, Carl worked out harder than he ever had over the past year. After only a few minutes watching Quin go through her workout routine, Carl could see that he hadn’t been putting in near the amount of effort needed to build his muscle mass. When they finally called it quits, it seemed that every muscle and bone in his body was screaming in pain, a condition that he certainly was not used to! While walking back to the showers, Carl hesitated and asked, “If I could be so bold, exactly how much do you weigh, you are by far the most well developed woman I have ever seen?!?” They stopped in front of the locker room doors, and Quin replied, Well, Carl, as you can probably tell, I am very proud of my body, and I’ve spent a lot of time working on it, and as far as my weight goes, I’m at about one hundred ninety pounds, with not an ounce of fat!” With that, she was through the door and into the locker room and out of sight. Carl took his time under the needle like jets of hot water, letting the warmth relax his tired aching muscles, his thoughts, however, were still on Quin and her magnificent body! A lot of guys would be turned off by a woman with such a large muscle development, but for some reason Carl was really turned on by her over sized dimensions! As the water cascaded over his body, his penis was becoming erect just thinking about Quin’s body and he quickly grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist and headed back to his locker, where he dressed and then headed off to his car. After unlocking the door and tossing his gym bag into the back seat, he was just about to climb in when someone behind him said, “How about a cup of coffee?” Carl spun around, and was almost stunned to see Quin standing there waiting for an answer!

What Carl hadn’t expected was that Quin wanted to have that cup of coffee back at her place! Carl quickly accepted her offer and followed her in his car to her apartment! Carl settled into one of the three chairs that were around the kitchen table and waited while Quin poured each one a cup. “Cream or sugar,” she asked, pointing to the sugar bowl and creamer in the middle of the table? “No thanks, I take mine black,” he replied, while letting his eyes rove over her hard body. He was staring, but he couldn’t help himself, this woman turned him on like no one he had ever met! They sipped their coffee, not saying anything for a minute or two, until Quin broke the ice with, “You like the way I look, don’t you Carl?” Carl made and audible gulp and stammered, “Did I make it that obvious?!?” Quin then stood up, took him by the hand, and led him to the living room before pushing him gently into the over stuffed easy chair and announcing, “I’m going to work out for you personally Carl, so you just sit back and relax!”

Carl sat there in almost a trance like state while Quin slowly started removing her clothing!!! Off came her bulky sweater, under which she was nude to the waist! Her breasts, while quite large, were pulled almost flat by the huge development of her pectoral muscles. Here nipples on the other hand were large, slightly puffy and erect. She did a few poses, flexing her massive arms, then turning around to give him a breath taking view of her perfectly formed deltoids. Carl by now had a hardon you could have driven nails with, and the bulge in the front of his pants was easily seen through his dungarees. Quin licked her lips with obvious lust at the sight of the outline of Carl’s hard member, her own hands gliding up and pinching her already hard nipples. Next came Quin’s jeans. Now only a pink thong bikini panty was between Carl and what was sure to be a dripping wet pussy. Quin stood with her legs spread wide apart, thrusting her pelvis forward, causing the thin nylon material to stretch hard and tight over her bulging vulva. A damp quarter size spot was visible right where her slit would be, and Carl moaned out loud while staring at the plump vagina straining to escape its nylon prison! Finally Quin tuned around and gave Carl a full look at her hard round ass, covered only in the crack by the thin line of pink cloth, while she tightened and untightened her buttocks, the muscles in her butt flexed up and down. With her back still turned, she grabbed he panties by the waist, and with one hard jerk, tore them from her pussy! Turning around slowly, Carl got his first look at Quin’s clean shaven lips, above which was a small patch of dark brown pubic hair!

Carl gulped when he saw it, never before having seen such finely developed female sex organs! Her lips were truly a thing of beauty, extremely puffy and full, shaved clean to show off all their natural beauty! What was really amazing, however, was that the tip of Quin’s clit was visible outside her crack! Quin stepped closer so that Carl could get a better look, as he gingerly reached out and separated her lips, completely exposing her clit to the night air! “My god,” he groaned, “that is the biggest clit I’ve ever seen!!!” “Do you like it,” she asked hopefully?!? Why wouldn’t I,” Carl stammered, “you have the most beautiful vagina I’ve ever seen!!!” For some unknown reason Quin broke down and began sobbing almost uncontrollably! Taken aback, Carl was sure that he had done or said something to offend her, and he jumped up and put his arm around her and pleaded, “I’m sorry if you’re not happy with me, if it’s anything I said or did, I’m very sorry!!!” “Oh no, Carl,” she gushed, “you didn’t do anything wrong at all, almost every man I meet thinks I’m just a freak, and wants nothing to do with me, you’re the first man I’ve ever been with who likes me for who and what I am!!!” Carl was dumb struck, how could anyone not just fall in love with this incredible creature!?! He turned her to face him, and then taking her in his arms gave her a full deep kiss that told her all she ever needed to know about him! It had been so long since a man made her feel like a woman and not some circus side show! In a swift motion, she scooped Carl up and carried him to the bed room, and as they crossed the threshold, they both laughed at the incongruous nature of what was happening! Quin lay back on the bed with her legs spread wide apart and her hands on her chest softly twisting her nipples, while Carl, never taking his eyes off of her, removed all his clothing down to his shorts, the huge lump straining to free itself. Quin stared at his crotch, and reached out to caress his pecker through the thin cotton, and mouthing the words, “Show me,” and Carl was only too happy to do so!

As soon as Carl’s erection popped out of his shorts, a hungry mouth snatched it out of the air and sucked it in deeply. Loud slurping sounds filled the room as the cock hungry bitch ate Carl’s cock like it was the last one on earth. Carl tried to warn her that he was about to shoot his load, but all that did was make Quin suck on her pecker lollipop even harder! When Carl realized she wanted to suck his sperm, he stopped trying to hold back, and let his dick head make its own decision, and that was of course to empty itself in the hot mouth of the well muscled cocksucker! As loud as Carl moaned when his cum ejaculated, Quin groaned that much louder, the result of her own self induced orgasm! Carl looked down at her crotch to see if she had used her finger on her pussy, but no, she had cum by rousing her clit simply by squeezing her thighs together! Her face flushed with sexual excitement, Quin pulled Carl down next to her, and rolled over on top of him. He now felt what a woman must feel like when a man forty or fifty pounds heavier than herself mounts her, which was intimidating to say the least! Carl ran his hands all over Quin’s upper torso, feeling the hard rippling muscles under her smooth taut skin. Escape, even if he wanted to would have been totally futile, but ff course he didn’t wish to escape, in fact just the opposite was true, he wanted this Amazonian goddess to take and dominate him the way a man would take a delicate female! The feeling of strength and power she had over him made his penis stiffen like a piece of oak hard wood! Everything about her was hard and strong, that is except for her vagina, which was soft and puffy, and just as feminine as any he had ever touched! She kissed him fervently all over his face, giving him a deep French kiss when his fingers found her erect clit and rolled it back and forth between them. Trying to kiss and talk at the same time, she begged Carl to put his cock into her pussy, but he continued to rub her clit until she finally reached down and grabbed his pecker and guided it into her hot vagina herself! The hardness of her body and the soft squishiness of her pussy were contrasts like night and day! When Quin sat up on his pecker, all the muscles in her body seemed to bulge out, as if she were still flexing them. Carl ran his hands over her chest, taking a moment to tweak her hard nipples, while she rolled her head from side to side, lost in a sexual abandonment that must have been months in the making! His prick felt like a long hard spike sticking up inside of her, and it was apparent that even though she worked out like a man, she fucked just like a woman, and came like one too, her orgasms now coming in multiples, something that Carl could only dream about doing!!! Carl’s penis had now was in control of this fuck, and it viciously pounded in and out of Quin’s pussy like a jack hammer on the loose! The soft tender lining masturbating the big head until it couldn’t hold back in longer, the result of which was a brutally hard eruption of hot cum being spewed all over the inside of Quin’s very satisfied vagina!

After spending a few minutes regaining their strength, they hopped into the shower for a leisurely soap and rinse. Carl couldn’t keep his hands off Quin’s body, and it was very apparent that she loved getting all this attention from a man! Looking at his face, Quin’s eyes again welled up with tears, afraid that her new found love might use her as a one night stand. Carl, seeing this, took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, his tongue probing all over the inside of her mouth. When he pulled away, he kissed gently on both eyes lids, as if to kiss her tears away. His hand slid down her body until it rested on her mound, his finger probing for her clitoris. When he found the hard little nub he said, “As long as this is hard for me, this will be hard for you,” his penis now again at full erection! She threw her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, “Always hard, always for you!!!”

I have not seen this before. A beautiful blonde girl wearing tan underwear - gstring style that is tan. It almost matches her skin and makes it look like she is wearing nothing. I thought it was rather cool.

Go UCLA tomorrow in the bowl game and go UCLA tonight against Standford.

So what do you think???

Scott Ruden drummed his fingers on the leather covered steering wheel, keeping time with the beat coming from car radio. His thoughts, however, were not on the music, but his twentieth high school reunion being held that weekend in his home town. He had been pretty lucky over the years and had done quite well with his computer soft ware company, so at least he wasn’t going to have to make up a lot of stories about how his life has been going! It had been at least fifteen years since he had been to Maplewood, the last time being to bury his mother, so he really had had given no thought of coming back until he received his invitation in the mail. It was a five hundred mile drive, and it felt good to escape the big city tension for the pastoral calm of the green country side. About an hour later, Scott could make out the water tower that had maple leaves painted all over it. “Still looks just as hokey as ever,” he thought, as he turned down main street, marveling at how little change had taken place in all those years. Patterson’s Men’s Clothing was still on the corner, and Jenkins’ Drug Store still had the same old pink neon sign that had been there since he was a boy growing up. The memories flooded back with each old store, house, or park that came into view. He took a right on Elm Street, and two blocks later he slowed down and drove by the old homestead. Shutters had been added to the front windows, and the once white paint job was now an earth tone tan, but to Scott it still was home. He glanced at his watch and realized that the reception was already started, so he gunned the motor and headed off to the high school.

The squat red brick structure that was Maplewood Central High School used to sit on the east edge of town at the end of Bluff Street, now however, a new subdivision had been built up around the school, making it seem more a part of the neighborhood. There was a big sign hanging over the front door welcoming everyone to the reunion. Once inside the building, another sign directed the guests to gymnasium, where they found a crepe paper jungle of decorations hanging from the walls and ceiling. A table with name tags was manned by two smiling women that Scott didn’t recognize, but who greeted him like a long lost friend. He picked up his name tag, went over to the punch bowl and poured himself a drink, and then began circulating around the room trying to find someone he might remember from the old days. It was a voice that came shooting out of the past that made him turn around. “Scott Ruden, I haven’t seen you in twenty years, how have you been,” asked the masculine feminine voice? “Hello, Miss Foley,” answered Scott, “yes, I guess it has been twenty years, the last time I was home was fifteen years ago to attend mom’s funeral.” “Well,” she replied, “you certainly look like things have been treating you fine.” “Can’t complain,” Scott went on, “I’m married, with two kids, and have a nice business in Chicago.” “Is you wife here, I’d like to meet her,” asked Miss Foley? Scott went on to explain that his wife was a nurse and had duty that weekend, and couldn’t get away, so taking Scott by the arm, she gently lead him through the mass of people and through the doorway into the quiet dark halls of Central High and exclaimed, That’s better, you can barely hear yourself think in there!” Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about old times as they passed by the different rooms. Scott hadn’t admitted it, even to himself, but the real reason he had come back for his reunion was not to see old high school chums, but in the hope that he would run into Miss Foley. Back in his high school days, Miss Foley was what was known as quite a looker, and more than one student had fantasized about seeing what was hidden under those loose tight fitting dresses! Not to go into the whole story now, but Scott had somehow not only gotten to see what was under those dresses, he had gotten to sample the many delights found there! It was a story he had kept to himself all these years, never even letting on to his buddies twenty years ago when he was getting so lucky. So here he was, walking through the halls with the woman who at one time had taken him to sexual heights he had only dreamed of and at that very moment wondering if she was thinking the same thing he was?!?

“Scotty,” she began, “I haven’t ever mentioned our little, ah, affair to any one, and since you’re married, I wouldn’t dream of imposing on you……” “I was thinking about the same thing,” he interjected, “I mean, about what happened between us, I mean!” She visibly relaxed, and continued to speak, “Well, back then you were so skinny and helpless looking, I don’t know what came over me, but I just had the most incredible urge to mother you, and one thing led to another!” Scott nodded, and replied, “And you were, and are, so incredibly beautiful, that feeling and seeing your huge chest was about more than a young man could take!!!” “That’s so nice of you to say,” she said, turning a a little red in her cheeks from embarrassment while continuing, “You were so cute sucking on my nipples, but what really surprised me was when I removed your shorts and found such a large penis on such a thin little boy!” Now it was Scott’s turn to get red, remembering how Miss Foley had reacted when his stiff penis jumped out full and erect in front of her. Now they were walking down a side hall that contained among other things the teacher’s lounge. Miss Foley pulled out a key, unlocked the door, and pulled Scott inside, while turning on the light and locking the door behind them. “I took the liberty of taking a chance that you would be attending the reunion and prepared myself for you,” she offered, and then in one motion took her dress by the hem and lifted it up above her waist. All the air whistled out of Scott, as he was now looking at Miss Foley’s pantiless vagina that was still the hairiest cunt he had every seen, thick and curly, in the shape of a perfect vee! She sat down on the couch with her legs spread, and said, “I think if I remember correctly, that this is what you enjoyed eating!?!” In a heartbeat Scott was on his knees, drinking in the aroma of fresh hot pussy, his nostrils flaring like a wild animal at the arousing scent! “Do me Scottie, do me like you used to do me,” she implored, spreading herself wider in an even more enticing manner! Scott didn’t need another invitation and he buried his mouth on the dripping slit weeping before him, and just like it was yesterday, the hairy bush, the sopping wet slit, and the huge clit all combined to make it the most arousing pussy he had ever eaten! Scott ate like there was no tomorrow, burrowing his nose deep into the thick lipped crack while occasionally looking up to see Miss Foley’s face, and what he saw was the look of pure contentment and lust all rolled together! She had opened the front of her dress, unhooked the clasp on her huge lace bra, and then twisted her dark red nipples until they stood out like twin thimbles on her heaving chest! Scott could tell she was close to the edge, and as speeded up the tempo of his lapping, a low guttural growl came from deep inside her throat, indicating that her orgasm was filling her belly. The growl quickly turned into a roar when her climax tore through her vagina like an express freight train, leaving her body a quivering mass of jello! If things were to go like they used to, Miss Foley would now be dying to give his cock some personalized oral attention, and he wasn’t disappointed, because in a matter of seconds she had switched places with him and pulled his pants and shorts down to his ankles. His already hard cock bobbed up and down in front of her hungry mouth, a mouth that had waited twenty years to satisfy its oral fixation. “Oh, Scottie,” she cooed softly, “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, and now your beautiful erection is mine to suck all over again!” Her mouth, eager and alive, engulfed his manhood and sucked it like it was to be the last time she ever would have a cock in her mouth. It was more than an ordinary blowjob, it was more like an act of personal love making to his penis, and Miss Foley, probably about fifty five years old now, still sucked cock better than any woman he had ever had, including his wife Cindy, who could learn a few tricks from this seasoned cocksucker! Now it was Scott’s turn to moan, as his nuts tightened up in anticipation of the ejaculation that was forthcoming. When Miss Foley sensed his approaching orgasm, she became a varitable human vacuum cleaner, making sure that every drop of his spurting cum was not wasted, but swallowing it down like it was nectar from the gods!!!

Even after he had shot his load, she continued to lick and nibble at his semi hard pecker, seemingly like she wanted to stay near it as long as she could. “Scottie,” she asked, “can you fuck me once before we have to go, I really feel the need to be filled up by your beautiful erection!?!” How could he refuse her??? “Okay,” he replied, “turn around and sit on it!” She scrambled to her feet and carefully lined up her twat over his now rigid member, taking time to run the big head up and down along her wet slit. When the head would pass over her clitoris, she would gasp and jerk her whole body in an involuntary spasm until finally easing the head into her hole, letting out a low satisfying moan as his thickness filled her to the brim! Rocking to and fro, Scott could see the wide expanse of her big fat ass, spread apart to accommodate his wide shaft. All at once she started bouncing up and down, almost letting him slip out, only to stop just in the nick of time, and then settling back down hard, driving his prick deep inside her on each plunge until both of them exploded together, their loins locked in a mutual orgasmic vice, straining with each other to achieve the ultimate sexual high! When it was over, neither one of them moved, except for Scott’s shrinking dick, which finally slipped out of her now well fucked quim.

Later that evening back in his motel room Scott made a long distance call to his wife, Cindy. After a bit of talk about the kids and how her day went, she asked, “Well did you see anybody you remembered?” “Yeah, I did,” he replied, “just and old teacher, but she barely recognized me!!!”

Tara looked in the mirror and admired her slim tan body. 5′7″ tall, 115 lbs., blonde hair, blue eyes, and not a blemish to be found! What was drawing here stare, however, was her chest. No, it wasn’t big by any means, a 34b cup to be exact, nor was it her stunningly beautiful pink nipples. It was really her areolas, which were larger and puffier than any she had ever seen! They were much too large for breasts of her size, but that only seemed to make them look even sexier! It seemed to Tara that a lot of her sexuality was wrapped up in her areolas and nipples, and as they were in a constant state of sexual excitement, it wasn’t unusual for Tara to have her tits sucked at least two or three times a day, and since she didn’t want to get the reputation of being a slut, she usually had her trusted girl friends take care of her nursing requirements! Tara glanced at the clock on her night stand and frowned. “Kimber should be here by now,” she thought, “it’s almost seven fifteen, and that doesn’t leave much time to get ready for school!” Just then the bedroom door flew open and an apologetic Kimber bounced into the room. “Sorry I’m late,” she gushed, “I had to drop my brother off at the sitter!” “Well hurry up,” urged Tara, “we don’t have much time!” “Okay, okay, give me a break, will ya,” Kimber snapped, “I didn’t do it on purpose!!!” Tara realized that arguing would get her nowhere, so instead she walked over to Kim and lifted her chest to her school mate. “My my,” Kimber cooed, “our two little darlings look like they need some attention!” An instant later, one of Tara’s hot nipples was safely in the hungry mouth of the eighteen year old suckstress. “She may be a hoot,” Tara thought, “but she’s one of the best tit suckers she had ever had!” Deftly moving from one nipple to the other, Kim expertly sucked and licked the oversized nipples, finally bringing Tara to a nice easy orgasm. “I wish you could show me how to do that,” offered Kimber! “And what would that be,” questioned Tara? “Oh, you know what I mean,” laughed Kimber, “being able to cum without touching your clit!!!” “That, my dear,” retorted Tara, “is not something you can teach!” “Come on,” replied Kimber, “let’s get to school!”

The first three periods went quickly enough, with nothing unusual happening, so Tara was glad that her next period would offer a little diversity to an other wise dull day. Gym wasn’t usually a class a senior girl elected to take, as it wasn’t a senior requirement, but for Tara it offered a perfect opportunity to get her tits sucked! During the first week of gym class, Tara had sized up everyone in her group, and decided that Mona, a cute little red head would do nicely as her fourth period tit sucker. When she finally maneuvered the young girl into a hidden corner of the locker room, she found a very willing and pliable accomplice! Mona was fairly attractive, but was not very popular with her classmates, so when Tara, a beautiful senior, showed and interest in her, well, she was more than happy to do just about anything Tara asked! By now they had a routine that never varied, both girls would change into their gym clothes, and then slip to the rear of the locker room that was out of sight from the rest of the room. There, Mona would lift Tara’s shirt, unhook the front opening bra, and then gently suck her ripe breasts while giving herself an unbelievable thrill when she brought Tara to her orgasm, and on several occasions she slipped her hand inside her own shorts and diddled herself to her own climax. After Tara had her cum, both girls would straighten up and then hit the gym, meeting again after class in the shower room. Tara’s high school had a communal shower, so all of the girls showered together in one large room, and more than once, envious class mates would come over to Tara and offered to soap her unique breasts. Having slippery fingers gliding all over her chest was usually enough to make Tara have another, if weak orgasm, and although no one ever said anything, it was pretty much common knowledge that Tara’s chest needed a lot of attention and for that reason alone, most of the girls were more than happy to give a helping hand!

Although she sometimes got a suck job during lunch, since she usually was still satisfied from gym, Tara usually just ate her lunch and gossiped with Kimber about the usual girl stuff. It wasn’t until the end of sixth period that Tara began thinking about getting her tits licked. She was lucky in two ways, because seventh period was study hall, and she could get a pass and get out if she needed to and the the other good thing was that she had some where to go, and that would be Miss Linder’s room! She was a fiftyish literature teacher who had never married, and whom Tara sensed right away was probably a lesbian. You might call Miss Linder a handsome woman, attractive in a harsh sort of way, built sturdy, with strong legs and a huge chest. Her hair was always pulled back in a bun, and she wore heavy black rimmed reading glasses, in other words, your typical Norman Rockwell English teacher! At exactly five minutes past three Tara entered Miss Linder’s room and locked the door. The teacher was sitting at her desk grading papers and didn’t even look up when Tara moved over next to her desk, and while continuing to grade her papers, she asked in a stern voice, “Is my little one in great need today?” “Yes ma’am,” came Tara’s soft reply, “I need it badly!” Finally looking up, Miss Linder leaned back and said, “Expose yourself to me child, show me your lovely young body!” In this case, if Tara wanted her tits sucked, she would have to remove all of her clothing as Miss Linder loved seeing the young girl naked, and always spent some of her time sucking Tara’s ripe vagina. Tara had to admit that even though she loved getting her nipples sucked, Miss Linder was an excellent cunt lapper and always made her have incredibly hard orgasms! Also, this was not a one way proposition, as Tara had to return the favor by sucking on Miss Linder’s big hairy bush, but this didn’t really bother Tara either as she new that she was probably bi anyway, so what was the harm!

Tara sat down on the desk in front of Miss Linder, spreading her legs, while showing off her body just like the older woman liked her to. At last, leaning forward in her chair, Miss Linder asked, “Does baby want mama to suck on her cherries?” Before Tara could answer, Miss Linder took a ripe nipple into her mouth and sucked on it fervently inducing Tara into making a contented sigh, while gently cradling the older woman’s head in her arms. The old cunt could really suck a tit, and soon Tara’s vagina was leaking juice all over the top of the desk. Sensing that the young girl was getting close to her orgasm, Miss Linder dropped away from Tata’s chest and buried her face into her smooth pussy while her probing tongue quickly found Tara’s erect little clit, flicking at it harshly, making Tara jerk with each connection. Tara cupped her breasts and twisted her pink nipples while she stared down at the woman eating her hot young slit. Her head began to spin out of control as the lust in her clit spread like fire all over her body and a loud groan signaled that the first orgasmic contraction was ripping through her dripping pussy. Over and over again her cunt muscles squeezed together, each time resulting in another orgasm. When it was over, Miss Linder’s face was glistening with the sticky juice that had erupted with Tara’s climax.

Since time was of the essence, Tara hopped off the desk and quickly put on her clothes as she didn’t want to be totally naked any longer than was necessary, just in case someone would happen by and want in. When she was all ready, Miss Linder had taken her place on the desk, with her legs spread wide, and her panties off while Tara sat down in the chair and scooted up so that she could easily reach the teacher’s vagina with her mouth. Miss Linder was breathing hard, obviously turned on by the tonguing she had just given Tara, so teasing her by just kissing the inside of her thighs, Tara waited until Miss Linder forcefully grabbed her by the hair and pulled her mouth to her vagina, causing Tara to chuckle, and then bury her tongue deep into the hairy honey pot! Once Tara asked Miss Linder why she kept her bush so furry, and she said that she had a friend who liked it that way. It didn’t really bother Tara one way or the other, but she had to admit that Miss Linder had the hairiest pussy she had ever seen, but just like all woman, however, Miss Linder had a very sensitive clit that didn’t take much licking to bring her to orgasm, especially since she had just spent the last ten minutes with her mouth on Tara’s vagina! Now it was Tara’s turn to get her face covered with pussy juice and the old woman seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of the sweet liquid, and every day she tried to drown Tara in it! Tara really had to get back to study hall, so she bored in on the “little man in the boat”, and brought Miss Linder to a shuddering climax! It was the same every time they finished, Miss Linder sitting back down in her chair and acting as if nothing had happened, while Tara thanked her for her help and left the room and went back to study hall.

On her way through the halls, Tara’s thoughts turned to her large nipples as her boobs bounced when she walked, and by the time she reached the study hall she was already planning on how she would get them sucked later that night. She knew she was addicted, but if you had to be addicted to something, well, it couldn’t be any better than this!!!