Chapter 337: The Model Chemistry Student (r-18)

Phei moved lower.

His

cold

tongue—

plunged

into

Patricia Bloom

’s dripping

cunt

—

deep

, sudden,

brutal

—spearing past her fluttering outer lips and sinking balls-deep into the scorching, slick velvet of her core. The icy shock against her fever-hot walls made her entire body jolt like she’d been electrocuted.

He gave up on the slow thrusts and gave her deep, and fast. Her mind drifting from pleasure and wonder at how his tongue was managing to thrust deep er into her pussy.

"

Fuck—cold—your tongue—so fucking cold inside me—

" She gasped, voice cracking high and sharp, hips snapping upward involuntarily not caring at how high pitched her voice was anymore.

He curled the thick, frozen muscle upward instantly, dragging hard along her front wall, scraping that spongy, ridged

G-spot

with ruthless, deliberate pressure while his chilled lips sealed tight around her entrance like a hungry seal.

At the same time bringing with him the juices he cleaned from her pussy.

He then

sucked

—gentle icy pulses at first, then firmer, obscene tugs—drawing out thick, creamy ropes of her slick in wet, rhythmic pulls that made filthy

schlick-schlick-squelch

sounds fill the quiet lab.

He fucked her with his

cold

tongue—slow, thick, punishing thrusts—plunging to the root every time, curling viciously on the pull-out to grind that swollen patch with freezing friction, then slamming back

deeper

,

deeper

, stretching her tight channel wider with every brutal, icy invasion.

Somehow—impossibly—his tongue swelled thicker inside her into her pussy, lengthened, filling her like a living, frozen, pressing flush against every quivering ridge and hidden fold until she felt impossibly stuffed and chilled from the inside.

She pulled him deeper by his hair, her thighs clamping around his head.

"

Ahh—yes—there—fuck—right there—cold—deeper—please—

"

Patricia

moaned brokenly, hips jerking up to meet every thrust. "

Oh god—your cold tongue—fucking me so deep—

model student

—

my perfect model student

—eat your teacher’s pussy—"

She

screamed

—raw, shattered—when he curled particularly vicious against that throbbing

G-spot

, the cold amplifying every scrape into electric fire.

Model student, huh?

He chuckled from between her thighs and pussy.

Her

pussy

spasmed

violently

—walls clamping down like a velvet fist around his invading frozen tongue, milking it in frantic, rhythmic pulses as fresh slick

gushed

in hot, thick waves straight into his greedy mouth.

He drank it all—

gulping

, swallowing noisily, throat working visibly as he swallowed every hot jet like it was nectar from a very rich honey pot... which given her background... her pussy was really a very rich honey pot ow being fucked by her model student’s tongue and

sucked

dry.

Her pussy really had so much of that nectar to offer.

"

Phei—fuck—fuck—don’t stop—cold—yes—

" she sobbed, voice pitching higher, trembling. "I’m—oh shit—I’m gonna—my brilliant model student—drink it—drink teacher’s squirt—"

His upper lip stayed mashed hard against her engorged

clit

—grinding in tight, merciless circles synced perfectly with every icy tongue-fuck—keeping constant, brutal pressure on the swollen pearl while he devoured her from the inside.

Her hands flew to his hair—fingers twisting

tight

, yanking him deeper, hips grinding shamelessly against his face, smearing her slick across his nose, cheeks, forehead in glossy streaks.

"Yes—yes—eat my pussy—cold tongue—fuck—ruin your teacher—model student—my star pupil—" she wailed, moans fracturing into continuous, sobbing

cries

—high, desperate, broken—encouraged by her words, Phei tongue-fucked her

harder

,

faster

,

deeper

, curling relentlessly against her

G-spot

until her entire body locked rigid, thighs quaking violently around his ears.

"Coming—coming—Phei—I’m coming—cold—fuck—my model student—drink it all—" she screamed, voice splintering.

She came—

explosive

,

shattering

—

pussy

convulsing in brutal, rhythmic waves around his thrusting cold tongue, walls rippling and squeezing,

squirting

in forceful, hot jets that sprayed across his face in messy, arcing ropes.

He opened his mouth wide—

gulping

, swallowing every thick, hot gush noisily, throat bobbing as he drank her down like he was dying of thirst, not letting a single drop escape.

He had a few things to note. Ms. Bloom was a moaner, she voiced thighs she felt, her voice unrestrained, which was hot in its own right. Also, she came really fast, although not on the level of his Sierra but quicker than Maddie and Melissa or the Ashford Madam.

Such an amazing teacher she is.

Teaching him things while he gave her pleasure she never knew was possible from just eating her pussy.

"Ahhhh—fuck—yes—yes—more—cold—more—swallow this sinful teacher’s cum Phei—my perfect model student—"

She sobbed through the spasms, voice cracking into high-pitched whimpers as he kept going—

licking

,

sucking

, cold

tongue-fucking

her through every violent contraction, every fresh gush, gulping every drop while her thighs clamped like a vice around his head and her screams echoed off the locked walls.

If Phei could, he would’ve recorded her so she could see herself after.

"Still—still coming—oh god—yes Phei—cold tongue—my genius model student—" she gasped, moans turning into ragged, continuous wails as her

pussy

pulsed and fluttered and

gushed

around his tongue for what felt like forever—

Her inner walls were rippling in endless aftershocks like his tongue was electricizing her from inside.

But it was cold lightening,

clit

throbbing frantically against his grinding upper lip, entrance

clenching

and releasing in greedy little flutters, thick cream leaking out in slow, creamy pulses that coated his chin in sticky strands, dripped down his throat in warm rivers, ran in obscene rivulets over her twitching asshole.

He slid one hand lower between her lifted thighs, just below her pussy—thumb circling her slick, puckered

asshole

that was on display in slow, teasing rings, pressing just enough to make the tight ring flutter and kiss his pad.

Cream and squirt had already coated it glossy; he gathered the mess on his thumb and pushed—slow, deliberate—past the first tight ring, sinking one knuckle deep into her ass while his cold tongue kept thrusting into her

pussy

.

"Fuck—your thumb—in my ass—cold tongue—Phei—yes—fill both—my model student—such a good boy—" She wailed words a teacher shouldn’t to her student, hips bucking harder, asshole clenching greedily around the intrusion.

He added a second finger to her

cunt

—two thick digits sliding in alongside his cold tongue, stretching her wider, colder, fucking her in

tandem—schlick-squelch-schlick—while

his thumb pumped slow circles in her ass, curling to press against the thin wall separating them, making her feel doubly stuffed.

"Oh god—fingers—tongue—ass—coming—coming again—my star pupil—drink more—" she sobbed, body convulsing through another squirting peak, jets splashing his wrist, his forearm, dripping down to soak the thumb buried in her asshole.

He gulped again—loud, greedy swallows—taking every forceful spray straight down his throat.

He finally pulled his tongue free with a wet

pop

—leaving her

pussy

gaping, fluttering, leaking thick cream—then rose just enough to drag his drenched face up her body.

He latched onto one heavy, heaving breast—cold lips sealing around her hard nipple, sucking hard while his tongue swirled icy circles over the sensitive peak. He bit gently, tugged, then switched to the other tit, leaving both nipples swollen, shiny, throbbing from the cold assault.

Ms. Bloom’s boobs were firm, stood firm, a bit dropped in that half-teardrop, nipples erect like spears threatening to draw blood from his tongue should he attempt further.

"Phei—suck my tits—cold mouth—fuck—yes—my model student—worship teacher’s tits—" she moaned, arching her back, pushing her breasts harder into his face.

He growled against her skin, then dropped back down—face diving straight back between her thighs.

His

cold

tongue speared into her ruined

cunt

again—deeper this time—while his fingers stayed buried, pumping her

pussy

and

ass

in filthy rhythm.

"Phei—fuck—what—hot—cold—coming—coming—drink it—swallow all of teacher’s squirt—" She shrieked, pussy clamping down harder—another violent orgasm ripping through her, squirting sharper, messier, jets arcing high and splashing his eyes, soaking his hair, drenching everything.

He drank greedily—gulp-gulp-gulp—throat working furiously, swallowing every hot jet as she shoved his head deeper, grinding her spasming cunt against his face.