He then sucked off all the lubricant and left the pillar of flesh dry as a bone. To alleviate this sorry condition, Bert's tongue slipped back to the coed's cunt, loaded up with fresh cargo of cunt juice, then painted the clitoris with the vicous fluid.
Bert's vision was impaired, but he could see Julia jerk in response to his tonguing. He was very pleased at the at the chain reaction he had initiated. He lapped and sucked at Barbara's lust button, she tweaked hard on Julia's nipples. His math teacher's frenetic fucking would trigger still another orgasm in her ardent body, and her cunt would jerk hard along his length. As he felt the erotic pressure on his cock, his balls tightened even more, and he gasped for air which required him to breath hotly on Barbara's expised genitalia. That would trigge another round of passion-inciting adventures and inevitably push them all higher and higher up the peak to orgasmic fulfullment.
Bert knew that Julia was repeatedly getting off fucking herself of his long dick. He didn't worry about her. He worried about himself. He didn't want to come before Barbara. It was a simple matter of pride. Julia was doing her damnedest to get her rocks off, but the bet was vaguely remembered, buried at the back of his mind.
He had to get Barbara to come or Julia would lose.
There could be no denying that Barbara was close to climax, but his mouthings of her clitoris and excursions into her cunt were not enough. There had to be something more he could do to titillate her.
At the thought of titillation, he knew that little extra touch would be.
Bert reached up and back, searching across Barbara's trim belly, then moved his hands upward until he came to her solidly fleshed tits. Hands groping blindly, he finally succeeded in finding the rounded protuberances of her nipples. They were partially filled with blood, slightly distended. That gave him the clue. He began to tweak and knead the tiny buttons cresting her snowny tit mountains.
Barbara was assailed in two different directions with carnal feelings. Bert's tongue rammed icy stabs of delight into her belly. Coupled with the sensation of a red hot tingling jabbing through her breasts. As the teenager manipulated her nipples, she knew she'd lost the bet. He had unerringly found her two most erogenous zones and, when stimulated together, she could never prevent a climax.
Her body became rigid with lust and hurled up and down on the see-saw created by Bert's agile hands and dextrous tongue. He would spear deeply into her well-lubricated love tunnel, roll around and frolic in that carnal playground, then retreat past the delicate inner lips. As his oral member slipped out, his hands would clamp down on Barbara's tits. Tweaking the senstive erectile tissue, pushing in hard against the marshmallowy underpinnings for the tiny mushroom buttons, rotating the firm mounds with deliberate, powerful motions.
As the pressure on her jugs lessenedm the boy's tongue would lash out and duel with her clit. The coed was being driven mad with the push-pull technique Bert employed to fully arouse her. She couldn't escape, she couldn't concentrate on some other protion of her body.
Barbara's lust-fogged brain soon decided that the bet was rediculous. All she wanted was the cataclysmic orgasm she felt building deep inside her lions.
The earthshaking climax did not take long to pounce and devour her entire luscious body. Barbara shivered and shook and seemed possessed by some wonderfully erotic form of palsy. She did not scream out her lust. Rather, she bit her lower lip, but Julia did all the screaming for her. As Barbara came and the physical rictus locked her muscles, she clamped down powerfully and painfully on her roommate's blood engorged nipples.
When Barbara's body was seized by orgasm she detonated another in Julia.
Bert grimly held on and allowed the waves of sex to wash across his body. It wasn't easy, but it luxuriously enjoyable. Barbara came and dumped gallons of her inner oils onto the high school student's face. He gleefully licked off the tasty treat and was remorseful when the coed fell away from his face and collapsed against the wall, sated and exhausted.
She mumbled, "That was one hell of a tongue job, kid. You really know how to eat pussy."
With his mouth freed Bert started to tell Barbara to shut up but lust started to grip him and he began to concentrate on his sexy teacher.
And Julia was going strong! Her body seemed as if it was made of iron. But Bert would be the first to gainsay that allegation. She was very much flesh and blood, vibrant and alive.
True, her crenulated love tunnul walls seemed to be something more than simple tissue when they cranked down hard on his tool, but he wasn't complaining. It was the most erotically stimulating, hottest and tightest hole he had ever rammed into.
Julia's eyes were screwed shut as she bounced up and down on Bert's length. She reached down and fingered her own clit to give herself added stimulation in her fucking. Bert gulped at the pressure on his shaft, then decided to go for broke. Julia would keep this up all day or until she wore him out.
Or wore his dick off!
As she rocketed up squirting his cock from her body with peristaltic action of her cuntal muscles, Bert lay quiescent. As Julia began her plummeting descent, Bert heaved his hips upward, arching his back. They smashed together at the gentials. Both gasped in reaction to the powerful interaction.
As Bert continued his upward thrusts, he tried to reach Julia's tits but was unable to do so. The woman had leaned slighly backwards removing her milky white breasts from his reach and bending his cock away from its normal angle of response. Julia placed her hands on the floor as she leaned back. Bert instintively brought his knees up and planted his feet firmly on the floor. In this position, Julia could rest against his upper thighs.
With his cock bent to an angle of forty-five degrees from the floor and still firmly inside Julia's cunt, Bert felt as if he were being ripped asunder at the groin.
Yet it was sweet torture. His teacher rubbed her back up and down his legs, luxuriating in the hairy feel against her tingling spine as well as the throbbing and jerking cock buried between her legs. Julia came again, another in a seemingly endless string of orgasms.
But this time, Bert couldn't restrain himself. The acute angle his cock was pulled into, the feel of Julia's smooth back against his legs, her twin demiglobes of companulate assflesh pressing tightly into his crotch, the intense constriction along his length, the very humid hotness of his cock's berth all conspired against the boy.
He came. He came with the explosion of a thousand A-bombs. His mind swirled and churned and was buried under tons of sensations as his cock squirted and blew forth his load. Once expended, Bert's triphammering heart took several minutes to quiet.
Bert watched in fascination as Julia experienced two more orgasms in quick succession. He had never seen a woman who could get off so many times in such rapid fashion. The young man wondered if this was normal or if his math teacher was some sort of sex freak. It hardly mattered. Bert just wished that, if Julia Munoz was something unusual, he could find others like her. It might wear him out, but it was an exciting and incredibly sexy way to wear out his organ!
Julia finally came out of her sexual daze and looked down at Bert, her jet eyes filled with warmth and ill-suppressed lust. She said, "Thank you, Bert, I don't think you really needed all that much tutoring."
Barbara quickly chimed in, "He sure didn't! And I'm mad at you, Julia! You pulled a ringer on me!"
Julia slipped off Bert's hips and languorously stretched out on the carpet like a contented feline. "What do you mean?"
"Hell, he's no high school kid. He must be a ninety-year old Cassanova who's kept on looking like he's sixteen by screwing every available chick from here to Paris and back."