Chapter 1058 Come, Fuck Me
With Vanessa donning a T-shirt on her upper body, Kevin's gaze instinctively fixated on her completely exposed lower half. This stark contrast, rather than full nudity, sparked infinite fantasies. Bathed in the dim yellow glow of streetlights outside the window, the teacher's snow-white full buttocks and fair jade legs radiated a mesmerizing luster, tantalizingly alluring. In this moment, Vanessa seemed like a mythical enchantress, every move enticing, every glance bewitching, gradually entrapping without notice.
Kevin slowly approached Vanessa, panting as he reached out to caress the teacher's plump, round buttocks, his hands sensing their rich, smooth texture that seemed to slip away effortlessly, akin to peeling a recently boiled egg. Gripping each buttock firmly, he kneaded them vigorously, the two tender and silky buttocks fluttering open and shut like butterfly wings, revealing the deep, narrow groove in between, where a pink flower bud continuously bloomed and retracted, enticing the young man.
"Mmm, so itchy," Vanessa giggled as Kevin explored her, suddenly turning around and cradling the young man's face, sliding a moist and fragrant tongue into his mouth, stirring it wantonly. Her long, shapely legs entwined around his body like tendrils, rubbing sensually.
In eager response, Kevin avidly met her motions, fervently tasting the teacher's rosy lips, plunging his tongue into her wet cavity, chasing after her tongue's tantalizing dance. His hands greedily roamed over Vanessa's pert buttocks, while his erect member grazed and rubbed against her soft, moist flesh.
"You little rascal, do you want it?" Vanessa lightly chuckled, squatting down to slowly pull down Kevin's school pants, inching them to his knees, before delving deeper to remove his briefs. Gripping his swollen manhood, she teasingly toyed with it, before engulfing it with her lips, deftly caressing it with her tongue, tracing the sensitive glans, nearly driving Kevin to the brink of release, his body tensed, immobilized by desire.
Sensing Kevin's unease, Vanessa released his glistening member from her mouth, stood up, hands resting on the chair back, hips arched, she beckoned, "Come inside quickly."
Grasping his hot, rigid manhood, Kevin slid it along the teacher's slick buttock cleft. Overwhelmed with excitement, he struggled to penetrate a few times with no success, nearly veering off course into uncharted territory.
"Why are you having trouble finding the way in after just a few days?" Vanessa's laughter echoed, reaching for Kevin's phallus and gyrating her hips, aligning her moist slit with the tip, she urged, "There, come in."
With a forceful thrust of his waist, Kevin soon felt the familiar sensation, the head pushing past her parted lips to enter her dewy passage. The warmth inside enveloped him like a furnace, her tight, slender canal snugly embracing his manhood, arousing a sense of curiosity. Vanessa did not seem recently defiled, unless Oliver's member was too slim to stretch her walls fully. Recalling Oliver with his toothpick-like phallus, Kevin almost chuckled. Yet, as his member delved deeper into Vanessa's depths, the intoxicating pleasure once again captivated him, leading him to piston his erect and fiery phallus vigorously into her velvety cavern.
"Ah…" Vanessa couldn't help but release a satisfied moan, swaying her voluptuous buttocks, the tender flesh inside her sultry depths teasing and coaxing his engorged member. Her cervix squeezed around the throbbing glans like a passionate, wet kiss, inflaming Kevin's desires further. Grasping her round and jade-like hips, he began to passionately thrust into her, their bodies vibrating with waves of intense pleasure akin to electric currents coursing through them.
"Smack, smack, smack..." The resounding echoes of their pelvic collisions reverberated through the empty auditorium. With each forceful thrust, Kevin delved deeply into her depths, causing her to flood with desire, rendering their union slick and smooth.
As Kevin pounded Vanessa's resilient buttocks, his gaze wandered around. It seemed like he had returned to the award ceremony scene from that afternoon. Hundreds of students sat in the surrounding seats, watching in astonishment as he ravished the school's most provocative teacher. The adrenaline rush spurred him on, intensifying his movements, his glans fiercely plunging into her tender cervix, stretching her narrow passages to their limits, seemingly on the verge of bursting.
"Kevin... your cock is too thick, teacher can't handle it..." Vanessa whimpered continuously, her ample, fair buttocks swaying, fervently accommodating his thrusts. Though her passage was tight, the walls were somewhat delicate, struggling to bear the brunt of Kevin's robust and powerful manhood. With Kevin's growing prowess in lovemaking, he rhythmically ventured deep and shallow inside her, pleasuring her sensitive core. The tingling sensation spread through her body.
"Teacher, you feel so tight, it's so comfortable for me." Kevin's lovemaking with Vanessa had evolved beyond mere recklessness. He now navigated their encounters with finesse, understanding that a harmonious lovemaking session required synchronization and mutual adjustment of rhythms. Achieving this resonance led to an overwhelming and breathtaking experience, akin to a perfect duet challenging yet rewarding, relying on a deep familiarity with each other's bodies and a high level of sexual prowess and skill from both partners.
Most individuals remain at basic copulation stages during intimacy, where the man leads and the woman follows, lacking coordination and cooperation. Yet, Kevin had developed a sense of collaboration, particularly from his experiences with Natalie and Audrey, realizing that overpowering dominance did not always ensure the best sexual enjoyment. By intuitively adjusting speed and depth, he unlocked the most exquisite moments of their shared pleasure, an intricate symphony of desire.
Slipping his hands under Vanessa's T-shirt, drawing down her flimsy bra, he seized both supple and tender breasts, although Vanessa had stopped nursing, her breasts remained plump and resilient.
"Mrs. Jones, it seems like there are lumps in here," Kevin inquired as he fondled the teacher's two soft mounds, sensing several hard nodules within.
"Mm, those are not lumps, just accumulated milk deposits. Would you help me massage them properly?" Vanessa's brow furrowed lightly. Despite weaning, her breasts continued to excrete milk copiously, unrelenting even to a breast pump. With an excess buildup of milk inside, her breasts often felt swollen and tender, necessitating regular hot compresses at home to prevent mastitis.
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