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"Christina Aguilera, part two"
Copyright © 2010
Copyright © 2010
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Summary: In the ALL NEW 2nd episode of 'Celebrity Schoolgirls', Christina's classroom adventure with her horny teacher continues uninterrupted. Soon resulting in the twosome shedding one piece of clothes after another in the pursuit of lesbian pleasure. In the process revealing one girls perfect nubile body and her teachers just as mouth watering frame. One thing soon becomes crystal clear, Christina's ploy to get an easy A is definitely working to perfection.
Original Airdate: Monday, March 29, 2010 @ 9:30 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'Scent of a Girl')
Story Codes: ff, mast, voy
"Here," Mara said suddenly, standing up from her chair. It was the first time Christina saw her teacher's bare pussy. It was perfection to her, with meaty pink lips and an unintrusive mat of dark pubes. Christina couldn't wait to stick her tongue up there. "Use this for awhile," Mara said. She picked up the long wooden pointer she was using during class to direct attention towards the chalkboard, and walked over to hand it to Christina. The horny student reached up to grasp Mara's free hand, but the young tutor pulled away. "Not yet," she said, and handed the pointer to the girl. Christina reached down and removed the pen from her pussy with a wet "pop" noise. She handed it to Mara. Mara took a lick from the end that had been deepest inside the girl, Christina giggling as Mara's hot pink tongue savored her forbidden labia lemonade. It was tangy, Mara, thought. Almost fruity.
"A coming attraction," Christina purred. "Now fuck yourself for meeee, Miss James. Pleeeeeease."
"You don't have to beg," Mara said as she turned to pull her chair out from behind her desk. She let her damp, clingy panties finally slip to the ground as she walked, giving a hypnotized Christina a full view of her goddess-like figure. Christina didn't know if she could fulfill the desires of such a picture perfect woman, but was sure going to enjoy trying.
Mara sat back down on the chair once she had placed it next to her desk. She slipped one of her golden, silky smooth legs up onto her desk and flung her other leg out to the side on the floor. Christina almost couldn't stand how beautiful her young teacher was. The tits were straight out of a porno movie, the abs were descendants of a Jane Fonda workout tape, and the legs......well, they were just a glorious natural gift, she supposed. Little did she know that Mara would often run naked on her home treadmill for 45 minutes every day. She liked to see instant results, and now she was showing those amazing results to Christina, who muttered "Jesus" and took a deep breath before instinctively inserting the first three inches of the pointer up her puss.
Mara didn't know what to focus her glazed-over eyes on: the large wooden stick traveling up a tight teen cunny, or the explosive expressions of pleasure on Christina's face. Christina did her best to keep her balance as she worked herself over with both hands now, aggressively fucking herself with one hand while quickly frigging her clit with the other. Mara simply moved the pen slowly in and out of herself and moved her free hand around, sometimes squeezing her breasts, sometimes making her clit stand out as best she could, so Christina could see what she was in for. It was a sight that brought her over the edge.
Christina made a lot of noise when she came for a second time, spitting out filthy curse words in between long guttural moans. Sometimes a musical note or two would slip into her moaning, and Christina would smile, and spank her clit, and pucker her lips to kiss the steamy air above. She slowly brought her blue eyes back down to level with Mara's stare. The teacher had climaxed again as well, again much more quietly. Her spunk oozed down Christina's pen, still lodged halfway in her pussy, and out onto her chair. Christina smiled from ear to ear again. So happy. So naughty.
"I love to squirt," the girl said matter-of-factly. "I've never seen another girl squirt before." That wasn't true. She had seen her friend Kim squirt one day after choir practice, when the two girls went to Christina's house and did some innocent exploring and caressing in her bedroom. It had been two long years, though. "It makes me so hot to see your pussy juice. It looks sooooo delicious, Miss James."
"Mara," the teacher said. Christina nodded sheepishly at her partner's request and lazily pulled the pointer's five inches out of her slick box, the dampness of the wood telling Mara just how far and long the girl had porked herself with the tool. She couldn't hold back. She needed Christina now. "After I do what I'm about to do to you, you can call me Mara all you want." Christina giggled and "Mmmmmm"ed in response, but she also drew back in her seat just a bit. What if Miss James was a psychoslut?
Christina needn't have worried. Mara quickly dropped to her knees and crawled across two feet of cold wet tiles to reach the girl's most private parts. Christina straddled her seat and pushed forward, her crotch just inches away from Mara's face. Mara inhaled the sights and smells. There was no turning back now, and who in their right mind would? The sweet scent of Christina's sex was intoxicating, her snatch calling to her, a dark cookie with a creamy pink center.
"Your pussy is so beautiful, Christina."
"Thank you, Miss Jame...Mara."
Mara made her first physical contact with the girl, sliding her warm hands underneath Christina's hiked plaid skirt to caress her even warmer upper thighs. Mara had a hot flash from the experience, heat on heat, smooth on smooth, the girl's shapely flesh molding itself into the woman's hands. She reached up and through the waistband of the skirt to feel Christina's bare chest. She kept her eyes at all times on the anxious pussy in front of her, but her hands drank in the touch of Christina's moist, taut abs and, dear God, those glorious tits. She cupped them, squeezed them, thumbed the tiny nipples until Christina could take no more. She rocked back and forth with pleasure, laughing happily and reaching down to grab one of Mara's index fingers and put it in her mouth. She only got a short lick in before the teasing Mara pulled away towards her thighs again, but she had sent her teacher a message: take me. Come on.
She thought she was ready, but when Mara suddenly stretched Christina's pussy lips apart and dove into her passage with an eager tongue, the slutty student shivered with surprise. She finally shoved the foldable desktop in front of her to the right so she could see the pretty face buried in her crotch.
"Oh Christ, that's it, Miss James. Eat me out. Eat this bad girl's dirty pussy. Uhhhhhhhhhh........"
Mara was loving it in the driver's seat. Her hands clenched tightly around Christina's asscheeks, pulling the girl's hot poon as tightly against her face as possible. Her tongue would be sore tomorrow, that was for sure. She constantly stuck it in as far as she could, two or three inches, she guessed. She held her tongue in Christina's depths for long stretches, only lightly vibrating the tip to give the girl a kinky inner tickling. Then she would move the tongue from side to side, tasting the heat, that unbearable heat of this hot tamale, and feel singular drops of Christina's juices fall onto her soft pink poker. She tasted something a bit odd. It couldn't be.....it was! Chalk! She knew she had scratched the pointer against the board too roughly today! Mara snickered and let Christina's dew wash the white dust down her throat. She breathed through her nose, her nostrils surrounded by the divine aroma of Christina's blond pubes. Then, finally, Mara would pull out, so slowly, and direct her tongue upward, licking Christina's engorged clitty long and slow.
"Fuck! FUCK! Lick meeeeeeee! Lick my hot button, Miss James!" Christina was unlikely ever to call Mara by her first name, especially not when her mind was controlled by her cunt, she the prey and her teacher very much the talented beaver hunter. She thrashed around in her seat, her head and tits swaying like windshield wipers, but her hips and squirming legs held very firmly in place by Mara's deliberate hands and mouth. Mara focused her oral action on Christina's clit now, gently moving two fingers into the pink sexual volcano, trying not to scratch the delicate inner walls with her long red nails.
Mara could sense Christina was close. She could feel the girl's hands grab a comfortable hold of the back of her head, the small youthful fingers urging Mara's face to glue itself to her happy orifice. The teacher did some addition in her head and decided that a dozen or so clitty licks should finish Christina off. Therefore, she took it slow and sensual, focusing her emerald eyes on the brown bud before her. She gave it loving, wet slurps, her tongue lingering to feel the tiny goosebumps on Christina's meat. She wrapped her lips around the clit, tugging at it, milking it, driving her sweaty teen lover insane with lust. She dabbed some of Christina's own juices from the edge of the seat onto her fingers, and smeared it on the clit, only to lick it off to Christina's delight.
Christina looked down upon her teacher's slender bare back and jutting ass, the toes of her high heels digging into the tile. A few seconds of focusing on that view, and the sensations from her stressed snatch made her lose it.
"Oh shit! I'm cumming, Miss James! I'm gonna squirt all over you baby!"
"Yeah, blow all over my face, Christina."
"AAAAH! FUCKING HOT BITCH!!!!" Christina thrust her face to the heavens again and screamed throughout her orgasm. Mara massaged the throbbing clit and moved her tongue back downwards to catch the copious flow of Christina's precious girly nectar. It gushed onto Mara's tongue, piping hot and scrumptious. She licked at Christina's box just once more, and watched the girl's labia lips stick back together, her own juices the only thing breaking the seal.
"Ohhhhhhhhh-ho-ho fuck," the girl laughed, shaking her head and licking her lips. "That was soooooooo good, Mara." Finally, her brain was back in play. She sat silently for a minute, breathing heavily and rolling her nipples through her fingers as Mara got up from the floor.
"Stand up, Christina."
"Yes, ma'am." And so she did. She slid out of the desk, amazingly, with an instinctive move towards modesty, smoothing her skirt down with her hands. She laughed when she realized what she'd done, and quickly corrected herself by unclasping the skirt and letting it fall like so much other clothing had that afternoon. Christina stepped out of the discarded skirt and ran her hands down her body as if she was Vanna White showing off some choice merchandise, hoping for the audience's approval. Mara laughed. She couldn't understand how the girl could be so confident about her body in one instant, self-doubting the next. God damn, with Christina standing there nude save for her arousing black clods, the verdict was obvious.
"Just stunning, Christina," the teacher offered, unconsciously tweaking her own hard nipples as she spoke.
"Mmmmmmm, likewise Teach," the returning sexual animal in Christina responded. She walked up to Mara and kissed her, her minty breath mingling with the scent of her pussy inside Mara's mouth. Mara reached down and squeezed the girl's tiny ass, letting Christina control the kiss. She was a sloppy frencher, a saliva trail leading from her tongue as she left Mara's lips after a minute or so.
"I've got something," Mara said, going behind her desk and opening one of the large drawers. Out came a thick, lengthy black strap-on dildo.
"Well, I have to do SOMETHING during lunch hour!"
"Mmmmm, shame nobody's been here to eat that muffin every day."
"Get up against the desk, Ms. Aguilera."
"Ooooooh, so bad," Christina scolded ecstatically as she watched Mara slip the strap-on over her heels and bring the fake dong up around her waist. Christina wasn't in the mood for mish. She turned her back on Mara and put a knee up on the desk, bracing hard for doggy action. Mara was eager and unconcerned about the fact that she ran out of lube two days earlier. Christina was already wet enough to make this run like the sweetest of clockwork. Mara's heels clicked up behind Christina, each of her hands taking a caring but solid hold on Christina's minimal rear. She lined up the dildo and admired the view.
"Huh! Is math boring?" Christina smiled as she got what she wanted out of that insult: a gasp and a good hard smack on her left asscheek. Oh, how she loved ANY type of physical contact with another woman!
Mara proceeded to push the dildo's head against her favorite student's puss. Christina gasped as the bulbous head parted her cooch lips and snuck inside her pink paradise. Mara guessed correctly that Christina had been fucked by a guy or two before, but her pussy was still wonderfully tight. The plastic shaft took its time conquering the Aguilera Tunnel, but Christina took it like the pleased trooper she was, squealing and shaking her ass with each new dildo deposit. The hands of her big-titted teacher were all over her thighs, wanting to feel each new vibration the fucking was causing the girl to make. Eventually, Mara got just about all of the ebony intruder into Christina - seven mighty inches.
"Fuck me. Oh god, screw my cunt so good, baby." Christina's hands were smashed against the side of the desk, smothered by her lower thighs. She didn't care. The more leverage the better. Mara started thrusting, slamming the pussy at a much faster pace than she licked it with. She looked at Christina's face, her chin quaking with every pump, her nose crinkled, absorbing the force of it all, her lips frozen wide open, her tongue making an occasional appearance whenever the dildo found just the right spot inside. She cocked one eye back at Mara and nodded, haltingly, desperately. She wanted more.
"You're such a tight little girl," Mara said. "So tight and slutty." She got daring, took a finger and stuck it without warning into Christina's bone dry asshole. Christina growled and stamped her feet, feeling Mara's twisting finger start a fire in her behind. The thrusts became simultaneous in both of the girl's holes, her pucker riding Mara's index finger, her pussy getting pulverized by her teacher's nasty phallus.
"Harder! I'm so close! Give it to me harder, Miss James!"
"Jesus! You're a hungry, needy whore, Ms. Aguilera."
"Damn straight! OHHHHHH! MORE YESSSSS!" Sweat poured down both lovers' legs as they focused on getting the choir girl off just one more time. Mara focused her eyes on the dildo, watching its humongous girth disappear and reappear at Christina's opening again and again, her pussy lips seeming to wink at the woman with every push. She did not notice that Christina had more or less gone delirious, that she had pried her hands free and was using them to crumple and push away the homework assignments that had been laying under her jiggling tits. If only all of her classmates could see her right now, Mara thought, right before her most personal moment of pleasure. The blond beauty, the girl with the heart of gold, sure to be prom queen, slamming her ass backward to collide with the forward thrusts of a big black cock. Priceless.
"Goddamn I'm cumming I'm cumming I'm cummmmmING! Fuckit FuckIT FUCKIT!!!!!" Christina erupted for a fourth and final time, her feet jumping all the way out of her clods and back down again as Mara's pole impaled her one last time. The juice that only an utterly satisfied teenage snatch can produce ran over Mara's dildo and down Christina's legs. Christina still shuddered with pleasure, but Mara was already busy tearing off her strap-on and urging Christina to lie flat on the desk. The dizzy girl caught the hint and got her face down on the desk's far edge just in time for her pussy-crazed teacher to straddle it, placing her hot steaming cunt right over Christina's gutter-mouth lips.
"Get me off NOW, baby," she begged the girl as her young tongue kicked in. "I need to get off so bad after that!"
It didn't take much to fulfill Mara's wish. Christina tongue-teased Mara's bulging clit as best as she could. Her bright pink tongue, like every other muscle in her body, was completely blown away by the nirvana she had just received in the tail end, but just a few licks and the innocent-yet-dirty smile on her face while she ate the meat pie were enough to make Mara lose her cool. She groaned the groans of a contented woman, shook like an egg beater and sent a load of feminine goo gushing into Christina's mouth and over her lips and chin. Sweat poured from her sculpted brow, down to her boobs, where it trickled onto Christina's knockers below. Mara looked down at the girl. Her starlet blue eyes were twinkling upward with satisfaction, her grinning mug covered in coochie cream.
"Young lady, that was, without a doubt, the best fuck I've ever had in my life."
"Thanks! Ditto," Christina said sincerely, moving her hand to her mouth to wipe up the tasty mess and lick it off her fingers. "I'm so happy you enjoyed yourself inside me." Mara bent down to give the girl a quick kiss, and then watched as Christina's bare ass clopped away to her desk to redress. Suddenly, Christina turned to face Mara again, her finger extended, her face seeming to search for a forgotten point.
"Ummmm, Miss James, about my grade....." Mara laughed and went to scoop her panties off the floor.
"You crafty little tart," Mara said, and instantly Christina reveled in being found out, her unforgettable grin letting off enough light to illuminate the whole building. "Not to worry. I was obviously mistaken. You've got a Grade A pussy. Must have a Grade A brain, too."
"Cool," laughed the triumphant Christina. She threw on what was left of her uniform and walked towards the door, leaving her topless teacher behind. She lifted her skirt before she opened the door, giving her lover and teacher one last look at her bare pussy.
"Same time tomorrow, Mara?"
"Damn straight, Ms. Aguilera."