After our regular boring English tutor fell ill, the substitute tutor is anything but boring, from clothings to the huge chest.
“I know exactly what I want to do about it,” she said, unbuttoning her shirt with her jacket still around her upper arms. She opened her shirt, and I saw that she was wearing a black bra. She reached inside her bra cups and lifted her huge round breasts out one at a time. Her nipples were small and erect, surrounded by perfectly round brown areolas. She ran her hands over her breasts, closing her eyes briefly at the sensation.
Then she opened her eyes and smiled at me.
“There, that’s much better,” she said, running her tongue over her lips. “Do you like my breasts, Eddie?” she asked, lifting them up for me to see.
“They’re absolutely beautiful,” I said, letting my eyes roam over the two huge globes. I could feel my dick starting to quickly harden in my jeans.
“They’re not too big for you, are they?” she asked, still holding them up for me to see.
“Not a bit! I’ve always said that if you couldn’t wrap them around your head and have the nipples touch, they weren’t big enough!” I said, making Ngozi laugh.
“Well, they’re certainly big, but I don’t know if they’re quite that big!” she said, running her hands over them and pressing them together as I watched. “As long as you like them, that’s all that counts!”
“Oh, I like them!” I said, meaning it.
“Good,” Ngozi said, “I hope you’ll like the rest of me, too,” she said, releasing her breasts and pulling her skirt up over her hips. She turned away from me as she did so, and I saw that I was right – she was a G-string girl.
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“Do you like my ass, Eddie?” she asked, bending over slightly so I could see it.
“Very much,” I said my dick now rock-hard and straining against my jeans. She stood up and slipped the skirt down over her hips, letting it drop to the floor and stepping out of it. I saw that the G-string was black also, matching the bra.
She turned to face me, her big breasts still hanging out of her bra, as she slipped the shirt off and tossed it on the desk beside her. She reached down and hooked her thumbs in her G-string, pulling it down a little before stopping.
“Would you like to see my pussy, Eddie?” she asked in a breathless voice.
“Yes, I would,” I said.
Ngozi pulled her undies down a little before turning around and putting her back to me. She bent over and slid the lace down over her hips, showing me her ass and her smoothly shaven outer lips from behind. I saw her huge tits protruding out to the sides of her body as she bent over, and as she slipped the g-string from her legs I could see her outer lips part.
They shimmered; she was already wet. Then she turned around and took off the bra, tossing it with the rest of her clothes on the desk. Sitting on the edge of the desk, she put one foot up on her chair and spread her legs wide to show me her pussy. Her pubic hair was trimmed short.
“Do you like my pussy, Eddie?” she said in the same breathless voice, sliding her fingers down to spread her lips apart so he could see her wetness.
“Beautiful,” was all I could manage to mutter.
“I’m already wet for you, Eddie” she said, rubbing her breasts as she spoke, “and now I want you to come over here and make love to me!”
Without a word I walked over to the desk where Ngozi was waiting for me, legs wide apart, wet pussy signalling. As I drew close she reached up and put her arms around my neck as I slipped my hands around her waist. Our first kiss was pure fire; her lips were full and soft, her tongue a beast inside my mouth. I slid my hands up to her breasts, lifting the huge, heavy flesh in my hands and then gently but firmly squeezing them.
She moaned as her hand slid down to my stomach to the bulge of my hard dick, and she squeezed it through my jeans as I pulled on her erect nipples with both hands. She began working my belt and jeans with both hands, unfastening first the belt and then the jeans, never breaking the kiss.
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When she got my jeans open she reached inside my boxer and wrapped her hand around my throbbing hard shaft, pulling and tugging on it with increasing passion. I slid a hand down her flat stomach to her pussy, slipping a finger inside her wetness. She gasped as my finger slid inside her pussy, and she finally broke the kiss.
“I want you, Eddie,” she breathed in my ear, “and I want you right now!”
I pulled my jeans down over my hips and let them drop, and she pulled my dick towards her pussy, guiding it to her wet opening. I took a short step forward and felt the head of my dick slip between her wet outer lips, her hot wetness enveloping it. She hooked her feet behind my thighs and pulled me close, driving my dick into her soaking wet pussy. I pushed forward and slid in with ease, and she gasped as I filled her.
I could feel her inner muscles twitching as she adjusted to me, and then I felt her clamp down hard on my dick with those talented muscles. Her pussy closed around the entire length of my shaft like a hot, wet glove. She felt me jump when she did this and giggled in my ear.
“Nowhere to run!” she whispered playfully. “Now fuck me, Eddie!”
“Don’t mention!” I said, stripping off my shirt and tossing it on the desk with her clothes. She ran her hands over my chest as I slid my hands down to her hips, pulling her closer to me as I began to thrust my dick in and out of her tight, wet pussy. The height of the desk was perfect, letting me stand up straight without having to bend my knees as I thrusted in and out of her.
She wrapped her arms around me and held me close, and I felt her huge breasts pressing against my chest, the nipples hard little pebbles against my skin. I thrusted my dick in and out of her pussy in long, firm strokes, and she clutched at my dick with her pussy as I moved. I felt her moving against me, pushing her hips as I thrust, and knew that she was moving her hips so that my dick would rub up against her clit.
Her pussy was hot, wet and tight, and I had never felt another like it in my life.
“Oh, Eddie,” she breathed in my ear, holding me close, “I’m going to cum!”
“Then cum,” I said, continuing my thrust without pause, “and I’ll cum with you!”
She wrapped her long, shapy legs around my hips and let me drive deeper into her, clutching at my dick with her pussy as I thrusted in and out of her. She moved her hips harder against my dick, and in a matter of seconds she screamed out as her orgasm exploded inside her. I continued thrusting as she came hard and long, her pussy squeezing my dick as she came.
Then I came, the orgasm welling up inside my balls, racing up my dick, and exploding out of my dick in the form of long, hot streams of cum. She felt my dick pumping and throbbing inside her as I came, and this caused her to cum again.
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She put her mouth on my shoulder and bit me as she clamped down on my dick with her pussy, squeezing harder than ever as I thrust, my dick pumping and shooting inside her. I threw my head back and wailed out as I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
Ngozi held on to me as our orgasms continued; the waves of pleasure washing over her gradually faded, as did the pumping and spurting of my dick. My motions slowed and finally stopped, my hips forward and holding my shaft inside her as the last spasm faded. Both of us were left gasping for breath.
“Oh, my God,” she said between gasps, “that was fantastic!”
“Where in the world,” I panted, “did you learn to do that?”
“I’ve always been able to,” she replied, leaning back on her hands to rest. Her huge breasts stood out proudly from her chest as she did so. “I read something in a magazine about women being able to do that, and when I tried it I found that I could not only do it like the magazine said, but that I could do it better.”
“That was amazing!” I said, and she smiled.
“Thank you!” she replied, smiling up at me.
“Guess we better get dressed before someone comes in, ehn?” I said, glancing around. Lucky for us, windows in the classroom were shut.
“Don’t worry, no one will come by,” she said, smiling at me. “I’ve checked it out already; after this class is over, no one comes into this part of the building for at least two hours.”
“You had this planned!” I said, grinning at her. She grinned back with a “you caught me!” look.
“Well, I had to do something!” she said. “You didn’t seem to get the message when I sat on the table in front of you, so I had to take more drastic measures! But yes, I’ve been planning to seduce you from the beginning!”
“I’m glad you did!” I said, and we kissed briefly.
“Now let’s get dressed and get out of here before we get caught!” Reluctantly I pulled away and separated us, the room air cool on my now-soft dick. We both began to get dressed, with me finishing first. I watched Ngozi put her bra back on, covering those huge breasts of hers, and was actually sad when she did.
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“Don’t look so sad,” she said, smiling at me. “You’ll be seeing them again very soon!”
“How soon?” I asked.
“As soon as we can take a taxi to your place so we can do it again, and do it better this time!” she replied.
“Then let’s go!” I said. She laughed as I grabbed my books, and then held the door open for her. She kissed me on the cheek as she went by.
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