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He'd not even realized that her teasing little girl persona had brought him back to full attention until she ground her pussy against the base of his prick. In a series of quick movement Ms. Carnale swiveled and moved, driving his dick to touch every part of her soaking wet pussy.
"Please, Mithter. Manhorth, don't stop sucking my big titties. That's half the fun, you know, having my super big titties played with and adored!" She was simpering while she kept moving in his lap.
In front of his face two of the largest tits he could imagine shivered and bounced while she moved. Small sounds of pleasure escaped from her while they moved. Most of the time she left him to take care of her enormous tits. But from time to time she would pluck a nipple or cruelly twist the one that he was not licking.
All at once she froze in place and then let out a high pitched squeal of pleasure!
"Oh! Mithter Manhorth! So, good, so good! So big and good!" she panted, resting her head on his shoulder.
Sighing in happiness she slowly drew off of his prong. Kneeling between his knees she grasped his steel hard dick in both hands.
Gently she caressed him, stroking from root to tip and then back down, again and again.
"I just adore this huge, foot long hard on," she whispered almost to herself. "So hard, so hot, so fucking large!
She worshipfully planted a series of soft kisses up the length of his rock hard prong until she reached his cock head. This she began to lick and lap at, taking in all the precum and other juices that were soaking him.
"Oh, this is so good! I love to play with this huge hard on," the little girl was gone. This was Ms. Carnale admitting that her needs would always include being fucked by a big stiff hard on. The kind that Mr. Manhorse made available.
Slowly she manipulated his dick. Her hands stroked up and down, twisting and turning as she went.
"I want you to cum on my face. I want to see you spurt a huge load onto my face. Cum on my lips, cum on my forehead. Cum all over me, Mr. Manhorse!" she demanded.
"You got it, bitch," he groaned as the first of many ropes of cum blew from his rock hard dick. Semen was splattered across her smiling face. A huge rope splashed up her cheek, it glued her eyelid closed and ended at her hair line. Another ricocheted across her cheek and dripped onto her gigantic boob.
She giggled as she felt more and more cum land on her face. The last few dribbles were squeegeed into her mouth for her to savor.
Humming appreciatively, Ms. Carnale tracked down as much as she could with her fingers and sucked it off before she cleaned up the left overs from upon his dick.
"Oh, no, you don't", she exclaimed as she saw that his dick was softening in her grip. "I haven't had enough of this big hard dick in my pussy! You are going to keep fucking me until I've had enough, buster!"
It took another hour of pounding, thrusting fucking before Ms. Carnale finally allowed Mr. Manhorse to tuck himself away and depart. Her last words to him as they kissed goodbye was, "We're going to do this a lot more, stud! You're going to give me what I want as often as I want it. 'Cause you know you can't resist my big titties, can you?"
Evan as she spoke his hands had returned to caressing her mammoth mounds of mammalian flesh.
"Whenever you want, you Busty tramp, whenever you want!"
- COMMENTS
TLMorganover 9 years agoI like how it started out much different than most stories that have a long build up towards the sex between the two main characters. It was refreshing! I hope you continue this series!
AdrianBurnsover 9 years agoI liked how Ms. Carnale ignored Manhorse at the beginning of the story; it showed that she was maintaining the power position she gained at the end of the last chapter.
As he watched, enthralled, Ms. Carnale inhaled deeply and arched her back. Stress lines appeared as the blouse's fabric was stretched to the point of failure. Her nipples, rapidly hardening as he watched, poked thru the fabric of her bra and blouse. This was exciting!
I enjoyed this side of Ms. Carnale; how she confidently presented her attributes to Manhorse unconcerned that a student might turn around and see her.
I know her study hall is suppose to be boring, but with what she and Manhorse were doing, the idea that NO student witnessed them pushed the credibility a little bit. I almost wished that the class pulled out their cell phones, recorded the two, keeping the video for their personal enjoyment and/or posting the footage online with Carnale and Manhorse taking a "whatever" attitude, placing their sexual enjoyment above her career and possible parental outrage.
With snake like speed both his hands struck! He pinched her erect nipples, hard!
I had mixed feelings about the nipple pinching. On one hand it seemed like a student physically assaulted a teacher but Carnale was deriving pleasure from the treatment. It fit with the whole battle of control dynamic and did shift the "power" back to Manhorse. I just wished that this wasn't such a vulnerable/weak point for Carnale. And, again, no student noticed this interaction between the two! ;-)
Grabbing her shirt in each hand she pulled as hard as she could. Buttons flew!
I know she was caught up in the lust/horniness of the situation but I could only think of the financial cost of ripping up her own clothes and how difficult it would be to leave the school grounds later with torn clothing. Of course, once she removed the shirt and blazer my thoughts instantly turned to her huge breasts.
"Christ on a crutch, Blondie, you make Principal Tits look under developed," he gasped.
I love comparison dialogue like this.
"I have gigantic tits! I took a couple of minutes last night to take my current dimensions. My next bra will be a 38-Double L. It makes my 26 inch waist and 36 inch hips look even daintier than they are, don't you think?"
And, of course, I LOVE measurements; especially when the figures are bigger than the previous ones!
"This time I'm not taking seconds from any one. So get naked and fuck my hot little pussy! I've waited long enough. And so have you," she pointed out as his rock hard dick sprang up between them.
Carnale demanding a good fuck. It doesn't get much better than that in terms of the character's characterization.
Grabbing the bottom curves of the massive Double J juggs she pushed them up until he could only see her eyes.
This is referring to her bra, right? Since it's been established in this chapter that her breasts need a Double L cup bra.
"Let me know when you're going to cum, Mr. Manhorse," she moaned. "I want you to cum all over my huge boobies!"
This made me think of all those BE stories where cum makes tits grow. I was hoping something like that was going to happen, especially with the many times Manhorse came. Seriously, his dick size is suppose to be what's attracting Carnale but the MANY times he came and the amount of volume of sperm he spew was worthy of some porno record book.
Adopting a little girl's voice she asked, "Mithter Manhorth, will you suck on my titties, please? I love to have my biiiig titties sucked. Please?"
Interesting that in a battle for control, she goes with the little girl persona. On one hand it seemed reminiscent of the Richard King story that you won't post on this site; but the psychology of an authority position going juvenile in this context makes me wonder a little bit more of Carnale's upbringing.
"All the boys like my big 'ol titties", she crowed still in a little girls voice. "It makes me feel all funny inside when they stare at me. I hope that you will pay attention to them a lot. Will you, Mithter. Manhorth? Will you?"
Like this. With the way she was covered up in the first chapter, the above seems like wishful thinking. Like a young, blossoming Carnale desiring attention (which you would think her attributes would've have got her) but not getting it from all the neighboring boys. What happened? Parents interrupting by keeping her "locked" away from male attention? Catty girls making her feel bad?
"Whenever you want, you Busty tramp, whenever you want!"
The story has the two in a good place, but I long for something to disrupt this mutual fuck-fest. I'm always going to go for someone with bigger tits (like a new student transferring to the school) as the catalyst, but as always, I look forward to your next posting.
