Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43653 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
But I shrug. My wandering foot is itching, and I’ll probably only be at Spencer another year or so before I look into something different. Maybe biotech. That’s a burgeoning field, what with DNA sequencing and GMO foods in the spotlight. The switch in career would drastic since I’d have to transition from the classroom to a corporate gig, but this is as good a time as many to make the change. Besides, I have some personal projects on the side to manage anyhow.
Lost in my thoughts, I take another drag and wander deeper into the shadows. The lights are dim in the corridor, and my footsteps are the only sound in the deserted hallway. Except that something else catches my ear just then – a small scuffle and then a squeak. What the hell? Is there a mouse somewhere in these hallowed halls? A family of mice?
Then the sound comes again. Another squeak, this time louder, accompanied by a wet, popping sound. WTF is going on? Are there kids here making out on the sly? Honestly, I’m not interested in catching them. They can sex it up for all I care, but at the same time, I’m curious. Who can it be?
I tiptoe farther until the dimly lit passageway branches to the left. And around the corner, I finally see the illicit mouse.
But it’s a girl.
A curvy, delicious girl, kneeling on her knees off to the side with her dress hitched up over her hips and her panties down around her ankles.
Her ass and pussy are bare, facing me, as she plays with herself. The wet folds are pink and delicious, gleaming under the low lights as another squeal rings out. The girl’s moaning is breathy and hoarse as she niggles her clit.
Oh god, the view is fucking amazing. The brunette’s giant jugs have fallen out of her dress and are practically dragging on the floor because they’re so enormous. And her rump is like a dream come true. Heart-shaped and huge, with two white fleshy orbs that jiggle and shake as she fingers herself. The dim light makes them look almost fluorescent in the darkness.
By now, I have my dick out, my mast at full-length and punching forward like a ramrod. I watch, ravenous, as the brunette gasps and sighs, her fingers pinching her clit and then rubbing circles around the stiff nub. Her ass waves in the air, those big orbs bouncing as her anus winks ever so slightly.
Holy fuck. Holy fuck. The girl’s fingers dip lower, lightly touching her hole before circling it, the cream running wetly from that dirty, delicious place. It streams down her thighs; there’s so much fluid. I imagine her pushing some digits into that sweet vaginal passage. It’s the only reasonable conclusion.
But instead, the girl pulls her cunt lips apart, spreading them. My breath catches as I’m suddenly granted a peek up her secret passage, so pink, wet, and swollen.
Except her pussy isn’t empty.
Oh no, there’s something jammed inside her pussy. I squint, my hand working like a maniac up and down my dick as I try to see what is buried there. What the hell? What can it be? I can make out something orange. Maybe it’s an orange toy of some sort? A little orange tampon that has gotten trapped up there somehow?
But the girl just moans and pants, her cheek pressed against the cold hallway floor, and lightly rubs her pussy again before hooking a finger in and popping out the orange object with a long moan. Oh fuck. The item drops to the floor and bounces a bit toward me. I finally see what it is.
It’s a kumquat. A tiny fruit the shape of an olive, with bright neon-colored skin just like a real orange. Fleshy and round … and perfect for inserting into a girl’s pussy. It must have been her little secret.
And now that it’s out, the brunette is going at her clit like crazy, rubbing up and down, massaging the stiff nub in circles, her hand like a motor as her hole drips juice. Cream runs wetly down her thighs.
With a moan, a squeal, and a long gasp of “Ah ah ahs!” the girl comes hard, her pussy and ass clenching with ecstasy. Waves of pleasure seize her curvy body as her scream rings out in the empty hallway.
I’m ready to blast now as well. I want so badly to ram my dick hard into that swollen cunt, the miles of sweet, creamy flesh beckoning to me. Except I stop myself because the girl suddenly lifts her head and sighs, giving me a glimpse of that sweet face.
It’s Evie Jones from my biology class. Sweet, sweet Evie with the curvy bod, the shy smile, and the big brown eyes that trail me as I lecture. I’ve always liked her. I appreciate her thoughtful ways and her quiet demeanor – so different from a lot of the spoiled kids at Spencer. My night has just been made upon discovering one of my most beautiful students in such a compromising position.