1. Eros University Chapter 2: The Blonde Seductress


    Date: 6/5/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Author: blogger007, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    cunt. My hands are busy sliding up and down her silken thighs, feeling their sleek contours before wandering up to her perfect buttocks. Suddenly my fingers dig into the sensitive flesh, my nails driving into the skin and raking agonizingly across the creamy globes; Ms. York throws back her golden hair with a shriek of pleasure, her throat pulsing with an unintentional gulp of saliva. The silver moon highlights Ms. York’s ravishing body as she continues to bounce up and down on my engorged phallus, brightening her golden hair and making each tress and thread glisten, playing on her lust-filled expression and creased forehead, on her cheeks and eyes and throat, setting aglow her large and swinging breasts as they heave up with rise of her supple buttocks only to crash against her chest as they descend, the radiant light caressing down the tight-knit muscles of her abdomen and kissing the satin-smooth flesh of her elegant thighs. I throw my arms around my lover's neck and bring her down for a passionate kiss, our hungry lips meeting to click wetly in the otherwise quiet room. Ms. York then slips her tongue into my mouth which I meet with my own, and together they coil and dance in our throats—licking, fluttering, battling—twin lines of saliva erupting from the corners of our lips and running down our chins. I can feel my professor's large, pillowy breasts squished firmly against my chest, the luscious orbs bulging outwards from the pressure of our contact Oh, their nipples feel ...
    so hard against my pecs! Ms. York breaks our kiss and leans back, and as she does I stroke my open fingers down her jiggling tits all the way to her waist, clenching it in a vise-like grip. The seductive professor runs a hand through her thick curls and winks at me. We both know the time has come. And once more the blonde starts bucking her hips, plunging up and down on my massive cock with unrestrained lust, crazed by desire and driven by the need for orgasm. She rides me with a violent fury, her creamy buttocks rising and falling to an insane tempo, her sweat-covered tits catapulting through the air recklessly, slapping together in the moon's effulgent glow. By now I'm also spearing my cock upwards while clutching Ms. York's slender hips, my penis stabbing all the way up to its hilt as my head thumps against the table below. The two of us are moaning louder than ever as we get closer, closer to that anticipated moment. Our tempo increases. I can hear my professor's dripping twat sing in tune to my pumping shaft as the desk starts to creak and vibrate with the combined weight of our love making. The blonde lecturer screeches from the depths of her throat, her voice grating in my ears and echoing through the silent room. Yes, I feel Ms. York's juicy tunnel get pounded by my member as it rises and falls inside of her depths. We're both at the edge of orgasm.... — and that’s when I wake up. The real Professor York was still addressing the class, pacing the room as the heels of ...
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