Student Stud VIII by Marmaduke
My husband enjoys letting me fuck my some of my hornier college students. One of them, a cute young man named Justin, with the largest dick I have ever seen, had just gotten through masturbating on me twice. Justin was a virgin and would basically do whatever I asked him to. With his cock softened a bit I managed to fit an extra large Trojan over it. It almost filled the condom in its soft state, and with all the manipulations it was growing fast, as I was aware. I almost panicked as it grew. I thought that if I failed to get it on this time I wouldn't be able to resist having this tool up my hole with no protection. Justin was fully ready for action again within five minutes. So was I.
I scooted back on to the bed and flipped up to reveal my pantiless state. "Come on Justin, fill me up." Justin, about to lose his virginity, was more than really excited. He jumped all over me at once. The first ten seconds felt like I was giving birth as the young stud almost tore me in two. The first few inches were delightful and then as he crammed I actually lost my breath. The next ten seconds gradually raised my pussy temperature seemingly a hundred degrees. The last ten seconds found me totally raptured in the greatest pleasure of my life looking and seeing the kid in the dresser mirror jamming like a steam engine--I'd say at least five powerful strokes per second. His incredibly cute ass was moving like a blur, and I was witnessing him having the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced with a guy. I heard an audible snapping sound and the rush I felt on my uterine walls told me that the condom had been no match for the powerful blast of his huge organ. He was groaning loudly, breathing like a winded horse, and mumbling about how much he cared for me. Fortunately for me, his rock hard horse-sized cock stayed totally hard and he continued to pump like nothing had happened. This was a real rush and I came in another ten seconds, the fastest orgasm I had ever had. In another two minutes he came another, second not-insignificant load, then pulled out. Cum ran down my ass and it felt like I had been on a long horseback ride. When I stood up to go to the bathroom my legs were like rubber and I almost fell down. I have never been fisted but I imagined my cunt felt like it. It was leaking so much cum I left a white trail across the carpet. At first I thought I had been physically ripped. No, this had simply been the best fuck the world, and I was going to get used to it.
I determined right there that Justin was going to fuck me constantly, and since rubbers were of no use my husband's wish of "saving" my ovulation week was going to be drowned by about a gallon of sperm from this young stud's pony-sized balls. Besides, if my husband was too stupid to buy me rubbers that work for a real cock he deserved to lose his pussy rights. As far as I was concerned, Justin owned my cunt. We fucked and both of us came furiously three times more that afternoon, each time better than its predecessor. His penis was the perfect match for my hole, and when his cock-ridge frictioned my g-spot it was like heaven. When he came, it was the strongest and most copious I had ever seen. And Justin seemed to genuinely adore me. He constantly shyly mumbled how much he loved me each time he was finishing his orgasm. After these additional fucks, the best of my life to that particular minute, I ordered in Chinese.
After a couple of fucks more, this time from behind with me lying face down on the bed, which really got both of us off really quickly and where my orgasms were even more intense, I decided I needed Justin with me more than I had ever needed Alex. I asked Justin if he would like to spend the night with me and he said he would do it no matter what his parents said. He called home from the room and told them he was at a friend's party and too ***** to drive home. When they offered to pick him up he told them he was too ***** to remember where he was exactly. I followed suit by calling my husband about two in the morning with Justin slowly humping me from behind. I told him I thought I'd be home sometime Sunday, but not to worry about me in any case, I was being "well taken care of". When Justin began to shoot again he tried to keep quiet and I just stopped talking as my husband must have known what was going on. I had to squeal and bite the pillow myself as the powerful tube washing administered by Justin's balls got me off automatically, again. When Justin got up to go to the bathroom I whispered to my husband "his cock soft is as big as yours is hard." He tried to ask me for some more of the details, it sounded like he was masturbating as he was taliking to me, he seemed out of breath, but I told him there would be some surprises for him when I got home and I didn't want to spoil anything.
After a sleepless night I awoke around check-out time with Justin pressing his hard gigantic cock against my vagina again and this time he started to fuck me in a completely new way, lifting my ankles on to his shoulders. After that I never wanted to fuck another male. This perfect cock had filled me like never before. I watched in total bliss, smiling ear to ear as his flat, lined stomach moved like in my dreams, and his massive testicles slapped my buttocks before they blew another overflow load in my cunt, down my ass. I guessed secretly that if this didn't impregnate me, nothing would, and although I had used rhythm before with Alex and nothing had happened, I honestly didn't care if Justin knocked me up. At that point all I could think of was that I could have many months of glorious, unprotected fucking with him without any fear of pregnancy, if indeed I was already pregnant. It was kind of a liberating feeling. The orgasm I got from this last blast was the strongest of my life. But he wasn't through yet. He sat in a large upholstered chair with his flagpole still extended and motioned for me to come over and sit on his lap. With cum running down the inside of both legs I knee-straddled the arms of the chair. They were broad and tall and Justin began to kiss me with lots of tongue. I was about a foot above his lap when I felt his cock enter my dripping pussy. This was a really amazing feeling. I could just feel tongue, and huge cockhead, for five full minutes. Justin supplied all the motion. It felt so good I thought I was going to get off the entire time. It was almost like a five minute orgasm. All I needed was about about half of his cock to make me feel full. His ridge, friction, and motion were ideal. I cried "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard. Never stop fucking me!" My spine tingled, and he shot while I creamed. I knew no other male I was likely to run into would ever be physically equipped or capable of this act, and I collapsed on him, flushed with delight. This kid was never going to get away from me.
My husband enjoys letting me fuck my some of my hornier college students. One of them, a cute young man named Justin, with the largest dick I have ever seen, had just gotten through masturbating on me twice. Justin was a virgin and would basically do whatever I asked him to. With his cock softened a bit I managed to fit an extra large Trojan over it. It almost filled the condom in its soft state, and with all the manipulations it was growing fast, as I was aware. I almost panicked as it grew. I thought that if I failed to get it on this time I wouldn't be able to resist having this tool up my hole with no protection. Justin was fully ready for action again within five minutes. So was I.
I scooted back on to the bed and flipped up to reveal my pantiless state. "Come on Justin, fill me up." Justin, about to lose his virginity, was more than really excited. He jumped all over me at once. The first ten seconds felt like I was giving birth as the young stud almost tore me in two. The first few inches were delightful and then as he crammed I actually lost my breath. The next ten seconds gradually raised my pussy temperature seemingly a hundred degrees. The last ten seconds found me totally raptured in the greatest pleasure of my life looking and seeing the kid in the dresser mirror jamming like a steam engine--I'd say at least five powerful strokes per second. His incredibly cute ass was moving like a blur, and I was witnessing him having the strongest orgasm I had ever experienced with a guy. I heard an audible snapping sound and the rush I felt on my uterine walls told me that the condom had been no match for the powerful blast of his huge organ. He was groaning loudly, breathing like a winded horse, and mumbling about how much he cared for me. Fortunately for me, his rock hard horse-sized cock stayed totally hard and he continued to pump like nothing had happened. This was a real rush and I came in another ten seconds, the fastest orgasm I had ever had. In another two minutes he came another, second not-insignificant load, then pulled out. Cum ran down my ass and it felt like I had been on a long horseback ride. When I stood up to go to the bathroom my legs were like rubber and I almost fell down. I have never been fisted but I imagined my cunt felt like it. It was leaking so much cum I left a white trail across the carpet. At first I thought I had been physically ripped. No, this had simply been the best fuck the world, and I was going to get used to it.
I determined right there that Justin was going to fuck me constantly, and since rubbers were of no use my husband's wish of "saving" my ovulation week was going to be drowned by about a gallon of sperm from this young stud's pony-sized balls. Besides, if my husband was too stupid to buy me rubbers that work for a real cock he deserved to lose his pussy rights. As far as I was concerned, Justin owned my cunt. We fucked and both of us came furiously three times more that afternoon, each time better than its predecessor. His penis was the perfect match for my hole, and when his cock-ridge frictioned my g-spot it was like heaven. When he came, it was the strongest and most copious I had ever seen. And Justin seemed to genuinely adore me. He constantly shyly mumbled how much he loved me each time he was finishing his orgasm. After these additional fucks, the best of my life to that particular minute, I ordered in Chinese.
After a couple of fucks more, this time from behind with me lying face down on the bed, which really got both of us off really quickly and where my orgasms were even more intense, I decided I needed Justin with me more than I had ever needed Alex. I asked Justin if he would like to spend the night with me and he said he would do it no matter what his parents said. He called home from the room and told them he was at a friend's party and too ***** to drive home. When they offered to pick him up he told them he was too ***** to remember where he was exactly. I followed suit by calling my husband about two in the morning with Justin slowly humping me from behind. I told him I thought I'd be home sometime Sunday, but not to worry about me in any case, I was being "well taken care of". When Justin began to shoot again he tried to keep quiet and I just stopped talking as my husband must have known what was going on. I had to squeal and bite the pillow myself as the powerful tube washing administered by Justin's balls got me off automatically, again. When Justin got up to go to the bathroom I whispered to my husband "his cock soft is as big as yours is hard." He tried to ask me for some more of the details, it sounded like he was masturbating as he was taliking to me, he seemed out of breath, but I told him there would be some surprises for him when I got home and I didn't want to spoil anything.
After a sleepless night I awoke around check-out time with Justin pressing his hard gigantic cock against my vagina again and this time he started to fuck me in a completely new way, lifting my ankles on to his shoulders. After that I never wanted to fuck another male. This perfect cock had filled me like never before. I watched in total bliss, smiling ear to ear as his flat, lined stomach moved like in my dreams, and his massive testicles slapped my buttocks before they blew another overflow load in my cunt, down my ass. I guessed secretly that if this didn't impregnate me, nothing would, and although I had used rhythm before with Alex and nothing had happened, I honestly didn't care if Justin knocked me up. At that point all I could think of was that I could have many months of glorious, unprotected fucking with him without any fear of pregnancy, if indeed I was already pregnant. It was kind of a liberating feeling. The orgasm I got from this last blast was the strongest of my life. But he wasn't through yet. He sat in a large upholstered chair with his flagpole still extended and motioned for me to come over and sit on his lap. With cum running down the inside of both legs I knee-straddled the arms of the chair. They were broad and tall and Justin began to kiss me with lots of tongue. I was about a foot above his lap when I felt his cock enter my dripping pussy. This was a really amazing feeling. I could just feel tongue, and huge cockhead, for five full minutes. Justin supplied all the motion. It felt so good I thought I was going to get off the entire time. It was almost like a five minute orgasm. All I needed was about about half of his cock to make me feel full. His ridge, friction, and motion were ideal. I cried "Fuck me baby, fuck me hard. Never stop fucking me!" My spine tingled, and he shot while I creamed. I knew no other male I was likely to run into would ever be physically equipped or capable of this act, and I collapsed on him, flushed with delight. This kid was never going to get away from me.
