Page 4 of Slurp

Mommy Domme loses her control with the fabric preventing our lips from touching and rips them away.

No literally. Granted hers were just a bit of fabric and string, but when she reached down with both hands and ripped my panties right down the center, well I was shocked, to say the very least. I thought I was having patience issues, but it would seem I'm not the only one eager for the connection.

As soon as the fabric is eliminated, she presses her curly pristinely manicured beaver against mine. When she rocks her hips, one of her lips runs along my seam and vibrates against my clit. I reach up and give her hooters a tug, watching in fascination as milk squirts from them, spraying across my skin in tiny strands of pearls.

After a few more tugs, I take my milk-covered hand and move it between us, managing to rub the liquid–and my fingers–across both of our clits. Mommy Domme's body shakes a little and she reaches down to cup my tiny titty parade. When her thumbs rub across my nipples, I hook my finger, sending it rightinto her channel. Her beef flaps gyrate against my little cunt while I begin to fuck her hard on my fingers.

She lets me have the semblance of control for a little longer before she pulls my fingers out of her and lifts both of my arms above my head, effectively pinning my wrists above my head.

"Such a naughty little kitty." She pulls her hips back just a tiny bit before slamming our pussies together. The motion makes our lips slap around, but damn if it doesn't feel amazing. She pulls back again but this time, she lowers one of her boobies right into my mouth. I latch on like a greedy little bitch and suckle hard as she continues humping me hard. When her movements become more shallow, the sound reaches my ears and I nearly come.

Fuck, that is hot!

"Oh, that's right. My little kitten loves sounds. You like that don’t you, baby girl? You like the squelching sounds from our pussies kissing." She doesn't stop and after a few more slaps of lips, my body shakes, and my pussy pulses. My throbbing clit rubs directly against hers and she moans as her own release hits her.

After coming, Mommy Domme falls backward on the couch and works on steadying her breaths. I'm a fool for thinking I would get any type of break here though. My professors are determined to wreck me in the most deliriously amazing way possible.

A tsking noise has me turning my head towards Professor Durban. He stands with a small cloth in his hands. "Edith, you have made quite a mess." I look down at my naked body covered with milk, sweat, and pussy juices. Yep. I am afuckingmess. Get it? Fucking.

"Quite proud of yourself, are you?" I look back up at the epically handsome Professor Rhett Durban and smile like a lunatic. He returns my smile with a sexy smirk. "I suppose I'll clean you now."

Not quite sure what to think, I keep my mouth shut. Secretly, I'm also afraid to break whatever spell I seem to have been blessed with this fine Saturday.

Professor Durban moves forward and drops to his knees beside the couch, before rubbing the soft damp cloth across my stomach. He moves up to my boob and gives it a thorough rubbing. He gives the other the same intense attention, but when finished, he lowers his head and laps gently at my perky nipple.

"Mm. Delicious." Instead of backing away, he lowers his head to mine and his tongue dips into my mouth. He kisses me in a sensually divine way that has my toes curling and my brain flatlining. What was my name again? "Oh Edith, you taste like heaven. I want to taste all of you."

Edith, that's right. Or Edie for my friends. Or whatever the fuck these two want to call me.

My previously unresponsive brain waves finally connect and I realize what he said. He wants to taste me.Allof me. When I glance down I discover that he has removed his shirt and his gloriously muscled abdomen is on display. Oh fuck yes. You can have whatever you want.

He makes quick work of gently cleaning my nether region and tosses the cloth into fuck-all oblivion for all I know because the next thing my brain registers is his mouth clamping around my clit and sucking the little nub in deep. The sensation is so intense that I cry out before gripping his hair tightly and giving it a tug. He hums approvingly before releasing my clit.

Using his hands, he spreads my legs open and blows gently across my pussy. I have no fucking clue why that feels so damn good, but here I am. Squirming around like a horny little hoe in terrible need of a good deep-dicking.

He moves his hands up to my lips and uses his fingers to part them like he's the fucking Moses of my pink pussy sea.Humming approvingly at the sight, he dives in face-first and impales me on his tongue.

"Oh fuck!" I didn't mean to cry out quite so loud, but the professor didn't seem worried about it. A quick glance shows that a gloriously naked Mommy Domme has taken Rhett's former seat and is watching us with hungry eyes.

The noises from Rhett's mouth as he devours me, has me coming undone quickly. My body shakes as my pussy clamps around his tongue, but instead of letting me ride the wave, Rhett takes it one step further. He slurps my clit into his mouth again and aggressively sucks the little nub. I scream out some incoherent nonsense as my pussy quite literally explodes. I look like an odd sexual fountain as I squirt all over Rhett's face.

Before I can verbalize an apology, Rhett begins groaning. "That’s a good girl. Give me all that sweet nectar, straight from your watering hole." He laps at me like I'm the only thing that can quench his thirst.

And I am more than happy to be his drink of choice.

Chapter five

Ever come so much your pussy is actually throbbing?

Yeah. One muff-diving session by the good professor and I am aching.

Thankfully, he takes pity on me and finally removes his mouth from my vagina. Pulling that rag–seriously where the fuck did he pull that out of–he wipes his face off and tosses it into oblivion again. Is there some black hole for rags? Like can he pull another one out of thin air and then toss it into some laundry-devouring portal? Where does one get themselves a laundry-devouring portal anyways? That would come in handy sometimes.

My odd train of thought is completely cut off when a massive gummy meat sausage is shoved into my obliviously open mouth. Good thing I love sucking dick or I might be highly offended by the sudden intrusion.

Rhett places one hand behind my head and the other on my bent knee, using the grip to rock his hips forward and send his cock further into my throat. I gag and slurp, but my slobber runs down my chin and coats his balls.

"You look so fucking pretty with my cock in your mouth." His praise has me sucking him in hard and hollowing out my cheeks. He throws his head back and moans before thrusting a few more times. His dick is wider than I am used to, so it can't really go in too far.

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