“Sir?” she groaned.
“I’m going to eat you out,” I said. “I’m going to show you what I can do for a girl who’s obedient, Havva.”
Before she could say anything, I drove my head forward, pressed my lips into her silky bush, and took my first lick of her virgin pussy. Her pubic hair tickled my cheeks and lips as my tongue slid upwards. I dragged up her hot flesh, gathering her sweet juices.
“Oh, Sir!” she gasped, her back arching. Her little breasts pressed against her blouse. Her nipples dimpled the fabric. “Oh, oh, oh! That’s.. You’re… No one’s ever, Sir!”
I licked again, savoring the virginal flavor of her pussy. She tasted incredible. Felt incredible against my mouth. I couldn’t have stopped if I had wanted. She tasted delicious. Her cunt melted against my mouth. Her head shook. Her breasts rose and fell. She gripped her blouse tight, pulling it across her breasts, the impression of her bra appearing.
I loved the pleasure crossing her face. I delivered it to her the way I did to my sex slaves. Havva would make a delicious addition, but so would Sister Nova. She had that fire. I groaned, spoiled for choices already, and I hadn’t even found the other two.
“Sir!” squeaked Havva, her thighs squeezing about my face now. “Oh, sir! That’s… You’re… I mean…”
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” I asked. “Makes you feel naughty.”
“Yes, Sir,” she moaned and nodded. She shuddered, her chair creaking. “We shouldn’t be doing this here, though.”
“I decide where we do this, don’t I?” I flicked my tongue up her pussy again. “Right?”
“Yes, Sir,” she panted, surrendering to me. She was like Aleah. No, Havva was even easier to claim.
Her virginal pussy juices melted against my tongue. I licked up and down her slit, devouring her. The feel of her silky pubic hair and hot labia against my mouth drove me to lick harder. My dick begged for release, but I liked to give my women pleasure before taking mine.
I liked to make them explode.
I wanted Havva to explode on my cock. I wanted her gasping and moaning and crying out in rapture. Her head tossed from side to side. She squeezed her thighs tight about my face. She whimpered and groaned, her moans echoing through the waiting room.
I licked up to her clit and sucked on it. She gasped, eyes widening. Her entire body bucked. She arched her back as I nursed on her bud. Her moans grew throatier. Her excitement built and built. I savored the delight of delivering pleasure to this virgin for the first time. Her little nose quivered.
The Arabic beauty scrunched up her face and then cried out in ecstasy. “Sir!”
Her pussy juices flooded my mouth.
She spasmed as she came. I licked and lapped up the sweet flood, thrilled she was so responsive. To have an orgasm that fast. She had all the hallmarks of a loving and submissive slave. She had a slut beneath her demure exterior. A little whore waiting for a bold guy to come along and claim her.
Like me.
“Sir! Sir!” she moaned, her head tossing from side to side. Her juices soaked my mouth. I loved the flavor of them. She shuddered through her first orgasm while my hand lowered down to my crotch.
I was ready to claim her. To rise up and—
The door creaked open.
I bolted to my feet and whirled around. Havva squeaked behind me. Her skirt rustled while I faced Jennifer walking in. She froze at the sight of me standing up, my lips gleaming with pussy juices. Her eyes widened.
“Did you…?” She glanced past me to Havva.
I winked at Jennifer.
“Anyways, uh, Sister Nova’s ready to see you Corey and, um, Havva, she actually only wanted to see Corey. I guess I misunderstood her.” The blushing brunette squirmed. “Sorry, you can return to class.”
“Okay,” panted Havva. “I… I…”
“Go to class,” I said. “We’ll speak later.”
“Yes… Sir.”
Jennifer quivered and stared at me in awe. Then she pulled a lacy handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to me. It was pink with white ruffles on the edges. I smiled at her and wiped my mouth clean before handing it back. I sauntered past her and went to my right to a door marked “Headmistress” at the end of a hallway with several other offices.
I knocked on the door and said, “You wanted to see me?”
“Come in, Mr. Derrickson,” that sultry voice said.
I boldly yanked the door open and sauntered in. Her office wasn’t large. There was a crucifix on the wall by her window, the shades were drawn shut. She had a computer screen on her desk and a keyboard shoved out of the way as she wrote on a legal pad. She looked up, her wimple framing her round face. Hunger burned in her eyes.
“I am sorry to keep you waiting,” she said as she rose. Her black habit fell down her figure. It was belted at her waist and had a rosary hanging down her right thigh. “I could not get off the phone with the archdiocese office. I had to keep assuring them that all the girls are fine with your presence. I know I am.” She smiled. “I was a big proponent of letting you attend.”
“Oh?” I asked. I had no idea how the details of Aaliyah’s magic worked. Kyle made his wish, I guessed, and she’d done something to the world.
“When I saw your picture, that you were such a strapping, young man, I just knew I wanted to educate you.” She rubbed her hands up and down her habit as she reached me. She stood before me, my height. She was tall for a woman. Her dusky features were delicious. “Mmm, yes, I just knew you would be perfect.”
“I bet you did,” I said. “You want me all to yourself. That’s why I’m here, huh? You’re a dirty nun that needs her sinful lusts satiated.”
“My, you are a bold one,” she purred.
“You’re the one who grabbed my ass.”
A wicked smile crossed her lips. Then her hand shot out. She seized my cock through my pants and let out a whimpering moan. “I haven’t enjoyed one of these in fifteen years. Not since I took my vows.” She massaged me. “Oh, yes, that’s what I’ve been missing. When I saw your picture, I just melted with lust. My sinful passions had consumed me this summer. I haven’t been able to focus on anything, just counting down my days for me to do this.”
She fell to her knees right before me. The veil on her head swayed about her shoulders. She deftly worked open my black belt and unzipped my gray slacks. I groaned as my fly rasped. Her hands shoved my pants and boxers down in a single go.
She let out a moan of molten passion. Lust crossed her dusky face. She looked so sexy as her darker fingers grabbed my pale cock. She stroked me. I loved the sight of a nun on her knees lusting for my dick.
She opened her mouth wide and engulfed my cock.
“Sister Nova Victoria,” I groaned, savoring the pleasure of her mouth working up and down my dick. She sucked with hunger, her lips swelled tight. Her warm tongue teased my crown. “Damn.”
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Her black veil rustled around her head as she bobbed. She worked her lips up and down my shaft, her tongue caressing me. Teasing me. I was primed from devouring Havva, my balls full of cum.
Her hand stroked my cock. She fisted the base, massaging me and adding a little more delight to the bliss her sucking mouth delivered. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The rapture of her mouth had my balls aching. I was coming closer and closer to spurting in her mouth.