Virginia found herself loving the taste of his prick. She couldn't get enough of it. When he pushed her away, she felt insulted. He couldn't offer her his cock, then deny it to her!
He didn't dare!
"Whoa, there, Ginnie," Joe said. "I feel myself getting all hot and hard and about ready to come. I think I'd better break for a little while or I'm going to blow my wad."
"But…"
"But you're feeling cheated? Don't. I'll make it up to you."
His hands gripped her under the arms and lifted. She almost shot out of the water. He twisted her in midair and plunked her down beside him on the rock. His eyes worked over her naked body, drinking in the luscious sight of her wet boobs and the matted fleece of her bush.
"God, you're even prettier than I thought. To cover yourself up all the time is more than a waste, it's downright criminal!"
"I guess that's a compliment," she said.
"It sure is! You're so innocent looking! I can't get over it. You have to be putting me on. You've sucked cock before, haven't you? And you've certainly had a man do this to you."
He pushed her gently back onto the rock and planted his mouth firmly on one of her tits. She gasped when his lips closed on the very end of her boob. His tongue worked around and around like a miniature tornado. He completely aroused her nipple. Before she knew what was happening, it was hard with new lust for her professor.
"That feels so gooooood!" she cooed. "I never dreamed a man's mouth could feel so nice."
He didn't say a word. He was too busy licking and kissing the mounds of her tit flesh. Pushing with his tongue, he found he could move the very top a few inches. When he released it, the firm, young boob snapped back into position. Then he began slavering her tits.
"When I fingered my own tits, it was never this good. How do you make me feel so… sinful?"
He looked up, surprised. "Sinful? What got that into your pretty head? There's nothing sinful about this. Tell me the truth, does it feel evil for me to suck on your tit like this?"
He closed his lips around the top of her right tit. Sucking, he pulled the throbbing nubbin of nipple between his lips and firmly grasped the flesh with his pearly hard teeth. Biting down a little, he rolled the pebble around in his mouth. His tongue caressed and stroked across the very tip until she was gasping.
Her back arched and she thrust her chest out. She wanted as much of her boob in his mouth as possible. Gone was all thought that this was wrong. The pleasure flooding her neglected body told her it couldn't be bad. It felt too damn good!
"More, oh, do it some more! Love it! I love the way your mouth is moving all over my tits!"
At the base of one of her fleshy canes of tit flesh, he started licking. He traced the entire circumference, then began spiraling up the slope. Behind he left a glistening trail of his drying saliva. It tickled and stimulated her snowy white flesh. When he came to the very top of her jug, his tongue teased the nipple a little.
He pushed it first one way, then another. She was moaning in constant arousal now. He let his tongue push downward into the softness of her breast. The hard nipple was like a rock sinking in a swamp. When he released it, the nipple popped to the surface. All around it was the coppery disc of her areola.
Even these tiny bumps received his attention. He wanted this to be so damned good the girl wouldn't think about what he was going to do next. She had odd ideas of what was right and what wasn't. He was hornier than hell and determined to get his rocks off. To do that, he had to keep her so aroused she couldn't argue.
His mouth left the throbbing nipple and worked down to her slightly domed belly. The silky fine hairs on her belly were quickly wettened by his tongue. When he got to the deep depression of her navel, he stopped.
Tongue flashing out, he dipped far down into her belly button. She moaned, thrusting her belly up to his face. She wanted his tongue to impale her through the navel.
He had better ideas.
As his tongue lightly touched the very top of her bush, she struggled to get away from him. "No," she cried. "Not there! I… I can't let you do that!"
He held her down. She had a lot of puritanical views to get rid of. He was going to help her do it while he was enjoying himself immensely.
He swirled and twirled up little spires of her pussy fur. The entire bush was still wet from her bath in the cold mountain stream. He licked and pressed out the water he found there.
When he did, he detected another flavor, the flavor of an aroused woman. Her cunt juices were slugglishly flowing. He tasted the salty tang of a real woman, then licked across her pussy mound. Heading lower.
He wanted to get to more exciting territory before she really decided to stop him. The tiny spire of her curious clit was poking out of the sheath of its protective skin. He seized on the opportunity to give her a first class come.
As his mouth fastened hungrily on the small clit, she gasped. "I'm burning up inside! Your mouth is doing it to me! I never thought…"
She was continuously writhing on the rough rock. He held her down but knew she could escape him if she really wanted. Her violent motions now weren't from desire to escape but simply desire. He was turning her on; he was turning her into a real woman.
Her clit was pulsing slightly. He licked across it, tasting her cunt juice. He sucked the clitoris into his mouth and used his lips on it. The slippery little spike of flesh was literally quivering when he abandoned it to push down even lower.
Pussy lips were rigid with excited blood. He gently took one flap of sex lip between his teeth and bit down. She screamed out something he didn't understand. He knew she wasn't in pain.
This was joy she was voicing, nothing else.
"I'm burning up inside! Every time you licked my clit, I shook inside! And the way you're chewing on my cuntlips! I can't stand it!"
The tiny fires ravaging her belly spread rapidly. The message of bliss blasted down her spine and exploded in her head. She came. Her first real orgasm caused by a man was dozen times more potent than any she'd ever given herself.
She couldn't understand what the difference was. The coed just knew there was a monstrous one.
The slithery tongue was like a whip flagellating her tender snatch. No matter how she turned, it was there, lashing across her pussy lips or clit or pressing firmly into her soft inner thighs. It was so wonderful she wanted this moment to last forever. There couldn't possibly be more intense sensations awaiting her.
It just wasn't possible.
She quickly found out different.
When his tongue probed into her cunt hole, she came again. It wasn't a thing she wanted to do. Her body dictated to her brain now. Gone were all thoughts of good or evil. She felt good. Her body was responding; it was telling her exactly what to do.
As the tongue rushed into her snatch, she let the ripples of delight course through her. And once inside, that tongue began exploring the deepest, most secret recesses of her cunt.
"Tongue lick me good!" she moaned out. "I want to get it all the way up my cunt!"
Her fleshy thighs closed on each side of her professor's head. She clamped firmly to keep his head exactly where it was. To have it leave her cunt would be disaster. She wanted his rough, wet, pink tongue slithering in and out of her cunt.
"Ummm, you taste good," she heard his mutter. She didn't want him talking, she wanted him sucking and licking and stuffing that wonderful tongue all the way up her twat.
Her legs tensed and she pulled his face even more firmly into her snatch. By lifting her ass off the hot rock, she was able to reposition herself enough to wantonly expose her cunt to the man's oral attentions.
Something in the back of her head told her this was sinful. To have a man's mouth – her own professor – all over her cunt was wrong. It shouldn't happen until she was married, and maybe not even then. But the pleasure surging into her body drowned her weak protests.
She knew this felt good. Her parents had lied to her. There was nothing wrong in letting him eat out her pussy. It was great!
When his tongue fucked hard into her cunt again, she came. This orgasm was even more intense than the prior ones. She didn't understand this change in her. Every time was getting better. How could he continue improving?
Or was it her? Was she changing?
She hoped so. Her breath was coming in harsh, grating pants. The air felt like sandpaper in the girl's throat and her lungs were going to explode pulsing wildly with blood, she knew they would pop at any second.
But the center of all her sensation was the rough, cock-hard tongue reaming her out. He was giving her one hell of a tongue fucking.
He didn't miss a single soft fold of her gently yielding cunt. He pressed into the well-oiled walls with his tongue and stroked to and fro. She was stretching her virgin-tight cunt to meet his every thrust.
The professor was surprised when his tongue found her hymen intact. She was a virgin. He couldn't hope to pop her cherry with his tongue; it wasn't long enough. But he could bounce back and forth off the rubbery curtain over her cunt. Each time he did, she let out a piteous little moan.
He might be hurting her. He didn't think so. Not unless she really got off on pain. She was responding just like any other chick to his mouth love. As his tongue rolled around against her inner cuntlips, she came a fourth time.
"My God! It's better than any of the girls ever said! And I thought they were lying about this!"
The sudden flood of cunt juices almost deluged the professor. He sucked and licked and slurped up her fuck fluids as they came pouring out. Her legs held his head firmly. For a moment, he was blind and deaf. It didn't matter.
As long as his tongue was free to move and rub over her tender cunt flesh, he was happy. And the cunt juices he was drinking in were worth any small discomfort like having her firm thighs clamped on the sides of his head.
As she relaxed, she sighed, "It was super. I never dreamed it would be so good."
"I can make it better."
"Liar. Nothing could be."
"Let me show you."
He felt her tense a little as he licked across her clit. Then she relaxed. He figured she would. This was almost common to her now. She knew what her body would do as he licked past her cuntlips. But she tensed once more as he pressed farther down.
He left the back vee of her pussy lips and pressed firmly between the thick slabs of her ass cheeks. She was completely tensed up now. But he didn't give up. If anything, the way her ass clutched at his tongue spurred him on to seek her asshole.
He found the tight little muscle. Licking across the puckered ring of flesh, he felt it relax a little. Licking some more caused it to momentarily relax enough for him to stuff his tongue into her asshole.
He thought she was going to pull his tongue out by the roots. Her ass muscles clamped firmly onto him. It was almost like a noose tossed around his tongue, which was then tightened.
Wiggling a little, he succeeded in working his tongue even deeper into her bowels. The muscle continued to grip and clutch at his tongue. But he was determined. He wished he could tell her to relax, but there was no way his tongue was going to be removed for that.
"Don't, please, don't! That's so perverted! I… I can't be enjoying it! But dam!"
He heard her arguing with herself and losing. His tongue drove even deeper up her ass.
"Stop! My body's on fire! It… it feels like ants crawling around in my asshole! Oh my God, I said a bad word! Shiit!"
The way she was going, he wasn't going to have to worry about her at all. She was getting herself off mouthing what she had once considered dirty words. He began tongue fucking her asshole as hard as he could. The anal sphincter muscle didn't relax. That, however, simply added to the friction of the tongue fucking.
He knew her guts must be really on fire by now. The warmth of his tongue would be spreading throughout her belly like melted butter. It would fill her to the point where she could no longer stand it then she'd come.
His tongue flew back and forth in the seething hot asshole. Wiggling and twirling it the best he could, he made certain she got the maximum turn on out of this butt fucking.
"No more, no more! I… I'm commmiing!"
Her legs battered his body as she thrashed around. She had gone berserk with this come.
There was no way he could control her. With only his tongue up her ass, he wasn't able to make her stay in one place.
If anything, he was being threatened with having his tongue ripped out by the roots. Her body was strong, young, muscular. And her anus was firmly clutching his tongue even as it ran in and out of her rectum.
"No more, please! I'm melting inside!" she sobbed.
He could feel the wracking sobs of her cries. She was really torn apart by what he was doing to her. He let his tongue slip from her ass and worked back to her cunt. Driving cock-hard into her pussy again took her by surprise. And it had to be a pleasurable surprise.
She came again.
When she came down from her sexual high, she cried out, "No more! My poor body can't take it! I didn't know it was so great! It was super!"
He looked up at her, his lips coated with her frothy cunt juice. She thought a man had never looked better to a woman. When he started to kiss her, she hesitated. The cunt juice on his lips was hers. She couldn't do that.
But she kissed him anyway. And she loved the taste of her own body on his mouth. This time, it was her tongue that surged into his mouth. If he was surprised, he didn't show it.