CHSExVIHS

(22) The Ultimate Smut

by Hilda, Alf, Nella, Ruby

Zakir had a stressful day. He was busy all day riding his car from one students house to the other. All he really wanted to do was let his fav student Ivy (madam Ivy) ride him. He could feel his thicc Indian dick pushing up against his zipper at the thought. Zakir Jr was a wild beast. Almost wilder than his little madam Iba in bed.

So when he finally got to his last tuition, he was more than happy. All his pent up sexual frustration was about to evaporate into the air just like the sweat after steamy hot sex.

After tuition, Zakir walked upto Ivy. "hey madame, lettuce go for a riiide."

Ivy nodded eagerly. She thought he was talking about a ride on his motorbike but poor Ivy was very much mistaken.

 Zakir dragged Ivy into her bedroom. Ivy whispered. "but... sir, this is not where your bike is."

Zakir replied, "Let's do some bio practicals today madam. Today, I will make you my fifth cow." After a moment, he added. "And don't call me sir today. Call me daddy." He then trailed his moustache down her neck.

Beautiful.

She was simply... beautiful.

Ivy was confused. "Okay. What bio practical are we doing today, daddy?"

"Fornication," Zakir replied with a slight smirk. "I've been wanting to fornicate with you ever since I first saw you." He slowly touched Ivy's face; her beauty was mesmerizing.

"Let's control all the confounding variables, madam Ivy." He loosened his saxophone tie. The tie then magically began to play Careless Whisper and the lights dimmed to a sultry orange glow.

It was... beautiful.

“Now that the variables have been controlled,” Zakir said, biting his lip and nearly tearing what little lip he had in the process, “Let me control you, baby. Tonight, we're going to become one. We'll make a bond stronger than hydrogen bonds." He paused, and gave Ivy an appreciative once-over. "But before we become one, I must taste you."

Zakir almost moaned as he started undressing Ivy. Her pink panties turned him on further, because her panties were... beautiful.

“Sir, why am I naked?” asked a confused Ivy.

"Fornication consists of two components," Zakir explained. "Namely, my penis. And your vagina."  His husky voice made Ivy shiver with delight; it made her feel naughty.

Zakir slowly went down on Ivy. Ivy could not help but moan -- it felt so good.

His tounge was making her feel all sorts of feelings she never even knew she was capable of feeling. She had promised her friends she'd never have oral sex. But here she was, her legs slowly opening for her hot blooded sexy Indian putthar. The way he was flicking his tongues made her feel so... beautiful.

She eventually felt his tounge lap at the rim of her asshole, and she inadvertently let out a small whine. Zakir was tasting her all over like he was starving in a desert and Ivy was the milk from his cows.

"Oral sex really is... beautiful," Ivy finally managed to moan.

 “You know what else is beautiful?” Zakir asked, staring soulfully into Ivy’s eyes.

God damn, the mental image of her doe eyes staring up at him innocently as she swallowed his dick whole gave his boner a boner.

“HmmmmmMmMmm?” Ivy moaned.

“You sucking my cock.”

Ivy gasped. She liked that idea.

When Zakir spoke up again, he sounded thoughtful. "You know," he mused. "When I was in Africa, I had some heavenly juice. Your juice tastes just like it."