Henry tweaked Emma’s nipple, trapped between two fingers, and the rest of his fingers sank into the flesh of her breast enough to knead it to the core.
“Oooh God,” Emma sighed, feeling a sensuous festival all throughout her body, from the cock in her ass to the massage at her breasts. “I love it!” And the hand at her pussy, fingering her, intensifying all the myriad sensations running through her. She could not have asked for more. “This is why you should indulge in your partner as much as possible! There’s no reason not to glut yourself and the more you do, the more your lover will enjoy themselves!”
Then Henry’s hand squeezed almost shut on her soft teat. The fingers inside her cunt pressed down on her G-spot. And Henry’s powerful muscles corded as he forced himself into the too-small space of Emma’s anal passage, absolutely reaming her with the full length of his erection.
Emma bit her lip to avoid barraging Henry with all the embarrassing utterances that might otherwise issue forth. Things like begging for more, or begging for mercy. Or simply screaming obscenities as her body welled with sensation that was far too much, even for her. Emma’s eyes flitted briefly upward as her mind toyed with blanking out.
She came back to herself, refocusing her gaze to see Jubilee staring at her, more shocked than impressed that her teacher was taking all of the massive cock she’d decided to be sodomized by.
Showed what she knew.
“Take notes, class! This—oh GOD—is how an ass like mine must be fucked! Hard and fast! Leaving a woman no choice but to come! Oh holy shit! If a man is, yes, fucking your ass right, yes, YES, then it is his possession, his personal hole to fuck!”
Henry pulled out, toying with Emma’s clit as he came loose, and the cords of Emma’s neck emblazoned themselves on her alabaster skin while she struggled again not to totally lose herself and fully become the cock-drunk whore her body almost entirely was thanks to Henry’s affections.
Then he bottomed out in her, and only the fact that he took his finger off her clit prevented Emma from fainting dead away from sheer pleasure.
She resumed her teaching with a bit of drool on her chin, completely unacknowledged by her. “The female ass, when properly toned and trained, is one of the great marvels of the world. I consider it the most beautiful of sights. Two rounded, smooth hills—the dark mystery that separates them—the sweet curves under each glute, with tapering thighs below and twin dimples above. And hidden inside this treasure trove of visual delight is a sexual paradise!”
Her eyes gleamed. A film of sweat betrayed that she was not the ice sculpture her pale body could almost be mistaken for. Henry rocked against her gently. With as deeply as he had her impaled, it didn’t take much to make Emma whimper with pleasure. Only her precise diction kept her from revealing the lightning storm mix of pain and pleasure that was consuming all of her mind save for a small corner devoted to rote repetition.
Her voice went on, mesmerized by the raging feelings inside her—the feeling of being fully impaled. “In fact, I’m personally of the opinion that vaginal sex should be limited to reproduction. The proper receptacle for a man’s phallus, if it’s of any significant size, is the anus. Much tighter, just as hot, and requiring skill to lubricate and soften that makes it the province of advanced cocksmen. The other way is limited by the wall of the uterus. In the rectum, masculinity is truly rewarded. A man of impressive length can go as far as is his wont. Did you know that the lower intestine can be an erogenous zone? There are rich nerves there, fully equipped to bring a woman to orgasm. With the skill and satisfaction that buggery is synonymous with, you should take being called an anal whore as a compliment!”
Henry grunted as he shot off. The sound brought Emma to her peak; his cum splashing in her anal cavity only kept her there, plateauing at the ultimate pleasure. Emma rolled her buttocks to make Henry share in her bliss. It worked too well—all too soon, he was pulling himself out of her canyon, drained dry.
Emma gave him a last squeeze, tugging free a few more drops of cum before he left her.
Jubilee looked in disbelief to the screen, which showed an insane view of the gaping crater Henry had turned Emma’s tiny asshole into. It ran white with the excess of cum he’d deposited in her, but slowly the orifice was closing up. Just as slowly as all that semen was leaving Emma’s bowels.
Emma was breathless. Her chest heaved, her body sweated, and it was obvious she’d squirted. The smell filled the room just a little bit fuller than the pungent musk of Henry’s ejaculation.
With a deep exhale, Emma finished collecting herself. “Now then: be sure to clean the cock of your lover to properly thank him for such a gracious ass-fuck. Like so…”
She reached down to Henry’s hard cock, palming it with one hand. And now that she’d touched it, it was like she couldn’t get enough. She flowed down from the bed to the floor, onto her knees, barely able to hold herself up but becoming more erect the more she felt of his prick. Fingers running up and down its length.
They ended up around the base, squeezing Henry’s still firm erection while her mouth moved to embrace the swollen head.
Jubilee hurried to write down everything she had failed to take down while she’d boggled at the sodomy, quickly catching up to the present and taking notes on that too. With the way Emma had made it all look so… delicious… she was sure to remember every last detail.
But she wanted to be sure it was all fixed in her memory. For the test she was taking and to be sure she didn’t settle for a man who couldn’t fuck her as hard as Emma had been taken.