“Yes, Master,” she said, her eyes brightening. There was a liquid passion swirling around in her dark depths.
She flowed to me, her skirts swirling around her legs. She straddled my head. I stared up between her thighs. Her dusky flesh led up to this dark shadow hiding that virgin twat. I loved the sight of her. She slipped down to the floor. Her skirt fell around my head, the world growing dark.. This tangy scent filled my nose. It was a wonderful passion.
She pressed a shaved pussy on my face. I was expecting the kiss of her silky bush and not bare, hot cuntlips. Her hips wiggled from side to side. She ground on me, smearing that juicy twat against my lips.
“Master!” she gasped as I flicked my tongue through the slit dividing her plump vulva. I caressed her. I brushed her hymen, feeling that delicious cherry that I couldn’t wait to pop. But it had to be a special time.
The bathroom wasn’t it.
She whimpered again. My tongue traced up and down her folds. I licked her, savoring the tangy flavor of her pussy cream. She was so wet. With her schoolgirl skirt around my head, I was in a dark, intimate heaven.
I licked her again and then I realized she wasn’t doing anything. I brushed her clit, making her gasp, and said, “Remember what I told you.”
“I’m so sorry!” she gasped. “It just felt so good.”
“Better than masturbating?” I asked.
“I’m a good girl, Master,” she moaned. “I’ve never done that. It’s sinful.”
“So’s this,” I said and licked her again, savoring the feel of hot folds of her pussy. “And so is blowing my dick.”
“It is, Master, but I just want it,” she moaned. “You’re such a powerful man. When you offered to teach me, I wanted to learn. I was so weak. That naughty hole you’re licking controlled me.”
“Good,” I said. “Now continue your lesson.”
“Yes, Master.”
Zahia unbuckled my belt as I licked and lapped at her. My hands slid up her thighs and grabbed her naked rump beneath her skirt. She unfastened my slacks then unzipped my pants, that rasp echoing through restroom. She breathed heavily. Her hips rubbed from side to side. Then she pushed down my boxers and groaned at the sight of my cock.
She grabbed my shaft and pulled it out. She sniffed and whimpered, “It’s not sour.”
“I haven’t fucked anyone in the ass since,” I said and then fluttered my tongue up and down her cuntlips. I brushed her hymen. “Or anyone in the pussy. You’ll get that treat, too.”
“Yes, Master,” she said. “So I don’t have to lick all over your cock and just do this.”
Her hot lips pressed against my tip. They slid over that sensitive crown. The pleasure surged down my dick. She sucked on me as she engulfed me. Her tongue danced around my cock. Her hips wiggled from side to side. She ground her twat on my mouth. I licked and lapped at her snatch, her tangy juices soaked my tongue.
It was incredible. She worshiped me while I devoured her pussy. She sucked with such enthusiasm, proving what she’d learned. Her tongue swirled around my cock, caressing me like the gentle currents of a stream. Her juices dribbled out of her cunt. They soaked my mouth. I caressed up and down her, teasing her.
My fingers gripped her asshole as she sucked with hunger. She slurped and worshiped me. I groaned as she bobbed her head. Her tongue danced around me. Her hips wiggled from side to side. She soaked my mouth with her tangy, virgin juices.
“Damn,” I panted, my balls tightening whenever she sucked. “You’re amazing. You learned your blowjob lesson.”
She moaned around my cock. She sucked hard. I could tell how much she loved it. She was into it. She danced her tongue around my cock, building and building my orgasm. My tongue caressed through her folds. I brushed from her clit to her hymen over and over.
She loved my tongue on her little pearl.
Whenever I brushed her bud, she squealed. Her hips wiggled from side to side. I savored the delight of making her squeal. My tongue circled her clit. I fluttered against it. Her rump clenched beneath my fingers. Her skirt rustled around my head.
She sucked hard.
Her hands grabbed my cock’s base and my balls. She stroked me. Fondled me. She played with them while she squirted on them. I sucked hard on her bud. I nibbled on her. Sucked on her. She bucked on me, smearing her hot cunt on my face.
I soaked in her juices.
I reveled in Zahia’s twat.
My fingers kneaded her ass while my tongue fluttered up and down her virgin slit. Her sucking mouth built and built the pressure at the tip of my cock. She kneaded my balls, full of my cum. She massaged my nuts, sending jolts of to the crown of my dick.
“Damn,” I growled. “You’re great, Zahia. Really love sucking cock. Mmm, a virgin cocksucker. Love it”
She whimpered and nursed.
The bell for the start of fifth period rang as I sucked hard on her clit. She squealed around my cock. Her hips bucked. Then her juices gushed out. She came, bathing my face in her virginal passion. I licked up her delight, loving the taste of her tangy cream. Her hips danced, her ass flexing beneath my kneading fingers.
She sucked so hard on my cock as she did. She slurped on my cock. She bathed it with her tongue’s warmth. Her passion gushed out of her like a flowing river while my balls swelled. The pressure rose to the tip of my cock.
“Fuck!” I growled. “You’re amazing, Zahia!”
My cock erupted.
I flooded her mouth with my jizz. My hot cum pumped hard into her. She swallowed. Her noisy gulps echoed through the bathroom. I loved it. My body bucked as this sweet, Arab virgin drank my jizz. My tongue licked at her pussy, gathering her flood of cream.
It was incredible.
It was this amazing treat to enjoy.
It was fantastic. She swallowed my spunk. She gulped it down with eager hunger. She whimpered and moaned. The final blast of my cum fired into her mouth. My orgasm hit that peak. I groaned, my body buzzing with the delight of this moment.
Her tongue danced around the tip of my cock as I came down from my climax. She shuddered, her own high dwindling. She kept nursing on me like she wanted more cum. Was she addicted to the taste of my jizz?
Hot.
“You were great,” I said. “You learned how to sixty-nine like the natural cocksucker that you are.”
She slid her mouth off my cock. “Thank you, Master. It’s such a wonderful thing to do. I love it.”
“Mmm, I’m glad. You’ll get more chances. I’ll try to have my dick soaked in pussy juices so you can have a real treat next time.”
“I think I’d like that,” she said. “But… That sour flavor…” She whimpered like a panting bitch.
“I’ll fuck someone in the ass, too,” I told her. “Don’t you worry.”
“Thank you, Master,” she moaned and rose off of me.
I panted as her skirt lifted. Light spilled around me. I blinked. I licked at my lips, savoring her tangy flavor. She smoothed her skirt and pressed up her glasses. She had some of my cum on her chin along with her drool. She went to the sink and quickly washed her face.
I buckled up and stood. “We should get to class.”
“Oh, yes,” she said, her eyes wide. “I’ve never been late to a class before.”
“Just lie and say you got lost,” I said and finished buckling up. I scooped up my bookbag.