About ten minutes in, a knock came at the door and a girl popped her head in. "Sister Ester Sarah, the Headmistress would like to talk to the new students." She glanced at me and grinned, her short, brown hair swaying about her face. "Right away."
"Oh, sure," said Sister Ester Sarah. "Corey and Havva, please, follow Jennifer."
I wondered what this was about. Havva looked even more nervous about this than I did. She bit her lip as she rose. As I headed past the Black girl with dreadlocks, she thrust her hand out and pressed something into my palm.
A pair of panties.
I could see a number written in lipstick on the edge. Her phone number? Damn, really? She gave me a smoky look as I headed past. I shoved the panties into my pocket, my dick throbbing hard.
Aaliyah had definitely worked her magic on this school.
The pair of us followed Jennifer out of the room. The younger girl, maybe twenty, sauntered ahead. She kept throwing looks over her shoulder then snapping her head to face forward. Havva walked beside me, her head bowed.
We reached the office and Jennifer led us to a little waiting room off the lobby. It had a group of chairs around a coffee table. There were several religious pamphlets, one on abstinence, scattered across it.
"She'll just be ten or fifteen minutes," said Jennifer before she walked out. "Maybe longer. She wasn't sure how long it'll take, but she's looking forward to talking to you."
"So are you working in the office?" I asked.
"Everyone will rotate through over the year," she said. "Spending a week working as the office assistant for a period. Gets you out of class." She grinned at me. "We could talk about it. I would be glad to explain how this school works to you. Maybe after school. I know this great cafe."
"Maybe," I said, grinning at her. Bold.
Jennifer smiled and closed the door.
I glanced over at the new girl while pulling out the panties the Black girl gave me. I couldn't help studying them. There it was, her phone number written in red lipstick across her light-blue panties. She was good to take those off without me noticing them. There was a faint musk about them. Sweet and delicious. She also wrote her name.
Natiqua.
Cute.
"Are those...?" Havva said and then blushed.
"Just a token from my admirer," I said and folded them back up.
"One of our classmates?" Havva asked. She stared down at her hands. She rubbed them together, her thighs pressed tight. I stared at her legs above her knees. Smooth and dusky brown. She looked so beautiful.
"Yeah," I said. If she was one of the genies, the Jann, then I needed to be bold. She would be here to win my affection. To be chosen by me. I placed my hand above her knee. "She wants me to call her."
"By giving you her panties?" she asked. "Not a note."
"Well, she's letting me know why she wants me to call her." I stroked my hand up and down her thigh, feeling the warmth of her. The silky smoothness of her skin. She swallowed, her cheeks blushing darker. "She's bold. Some girls are like that."
"Oh." Havva shifted.
"Other girls like the guy to be bold," I said. My hand reached the hem of her skirt. I pressed just beneath it. "What do you prefer in a guy?"
She shifted. "I'm not sure. I don't know that many." She rubbed her hands together. "My parents kept me away. That's why I'm here."
"All girls college?" I said, my hand creeping a little higher. "They didn't expect there to be a boy, huh?"
She nodded.
"What do you think about me being here?" I asked, my hand vanishing beneath her skirt. Her leg felt even warmer beneath my hand. Her breathing quickened. She looked so adorable. I just wanted to lean in and kiss her.
"I don't know," she said. "This is... I mean... You're touching me... At school."
"And?" I pressed higher. My fingers brushed the edges of her panties. "What's wrong with me touching you at school."
"The headmistress said we should be modest." She bit her lip. "This isn't modest. You have your hand up my skirt."
"Mmm, I do," I said, my finger pressing beneath the leg hole of her panties. She was such a submissive creature. I could see it in her posture. In the way she shifted on the chair. Her small breasts rose and fell against her blouse. I felt the heat of her as my finger pressed into the soft down of her pubic hair. "And? Do you want me to stop?"
"I don't know," she said. Her voice was so soft.
I leaned in and my other hand cupped her cheek. She looked so confused as I lifted her gaze to meet mine. Her brown eyes brimmed with confused passion. She licked her lips as I leaned in towards her. My fingers slid through her pubic hair.
I found her juicy pussy slit. I rubbed at her hot flesh. As she gasped in shocked pleasure, I kissed her. I pressed my mouth on hers. She quivered as I fingered her pussy. She had to be the Jann. So submissive. So innocent. Just how Kyle described a Jann.
Havva closed her eyes and surrendered her lips to me. She kissed me back with gentle passion. My finger stroked up and down her pussy folds. Her juices flowed, soaking me. I brushed her hard clit, her entire body twitching, and slid lower. She whimpered into my kiss. My finger pressed into her folds and immediately felt her hymen.
A virgin. Perfect.
My dick twitched harder. I had taken Aleah and Tania's virginity. Both were exquisite pleasures to experience. I kissed Havva harder. I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She groaned as my tongue danced around in her mouth. She whimpered. She worked her delicate lips against me.
It was incredible.
Amazing.
I rubbed my finger up and down her cunt. She moaned louder into the kiss. She trembled against me. Her hands grabbed the front of my shirt. She gripped me as I loved her. I savored the taste of her. The feel of her against my lips.
I loved the taste of her.
I broke the kiss and she panted, "Corey! You're... you're..."
"Mmm, I know just what you need, Havva," I said. I grinned at her. "You're the type of girl that needs a bold guy, don't you?"
She looked down, her dusky cheeks blushed so dark. She panted, her small breasts rising and falling, shifting the tails of her tartan bow tie.
"I can feel it. Your virgin pussy is dripping with juices. You're just aching for someone to come along and claim you." I pressed my finger against her clit. He gasped and her eyes widened. "For someone to do this."
I slipped to my knees before her while sliding my fingers out of her panties. Her juices coated my digits. I shoved my other hand beneath her skirt, bulging the tartan material. I found the waistband of her cotton panties.
"What are you doing?" she whispered.
"What are you doing, Sir," I corrected her as I hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties, feeling her soft skin. I tugged. "Now lift your rump."
She bit her lip and then did it. She raised her ass up, just as submissive as I believed. I worked her panties out from beneath her tartan skirt. They were white against her dusky thighs. I loved the sight of them. I groaned as I pulled them over her knees and then slid them down her legs. I drew them over her dainty ankles and then whipped them off.
She shuddered, her breasts rising and falling. She squirmed on the chair as I brought her panties to my nose and inhaled her musk. I breathed in deeply. She stared at me in awe as I enjoyed the sweet aroma of her pussy.
"What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice soft. A whisper of silk.
"Enjoying your passion," I said. I put her panties in my pocket. "I'm keeping those, Havva. A memento."
I thrust up her skirt. She gasped but didn't stop me. She still clutched her hands tight. I revealed her black bush peeking out from between her closed thighs. Her sweet aroma swelled in my nose. She trembled as I grabbed her knees.
I pressed her legs apart.
She didn't resist me. She bit her lower lip and let out a whimpering moan. I exposed her pussy adorned by her black bush. Through those dark strands, I could make out her virginal slit. I pulled her to the edge of her chair. She leaned back, her hands grabbing the front of her blouse.
"Sir?" she groaned.
"I'm going to eat you out," I said. "I'm going to show you what I can do for a girl who's obedient, Havva."
Before she could say anything, I drove my head forward, pressed my lips into her silky bush, and took my first lick of her virgin pussy. Her pubic hair tickled my cheeks and lips as my tongue slid upwards. I dragged up her hot flesh, gathering her sweet juices.
"Oh, Sir!" she gasped, her back arching. Her little breasts pressed against her blouse. Her nipples dimpled the fabric. "Oh, oh, oh! That's.. You're... No one's ever, Sir!"
I licked again, savoring the virginal flavor of her pussy. She tasted incredible. Felt incredible against my mouth. I couldn't have stopped if I had wanted. She tasted delicious. Her cunt melted against my mouth. Her head shook. Her breasts rose and fell. She gripped her blouse tight, pulling it across her breasts, the impression of her bra appearing.
I loved the pleasure crossing her face. I delivered it to her the way I did to my sex slaves. Havva would make a delicious addition, but so would Sister Nova. She had that fire. I groaned, spoiled for choices already, and I hadn't even found the other two.
"Sir!" squeaked Havva, her thighs squeezing about my face now. "Oh, sir! That's... You're... I mean..."
"It feels good, doesn't it?" I asked. "Makes you feel naughty."
"Yes, Sir," she moaned and nodded. She shuddered, her chair creaking. "We shouldn't be doing this here, though."
"I decide where we do this, don't I?" I flicked my tongue up her pussy again. "Right?"
"Yes, Sir," she panted, surrendering to me. She was like Aleah. No, Havva was even easier to claim.
Her virginal pussy juices melted against my tongue. I licked up and down her slit, devouring her. The feel of her silky pubic hair and hot labia against my mouth drove me to lick harder. My dick begged for release, but I liked to give my women pleasure before taking mine.
I liked to make them explode.
I wanted Havva to explode on my cock. I wanted her gasping and moaning and crying out in rapture. Her head tossed from side to side. She squeezed her thighs tight about my face. She whimpered and groaned, her moans echoing through the waiting room.
I licked up to her clit and sucked on it. She gasped, eyes widening. Her entire body bucked. She arched her back as I nursed on her bud. Her moans grew throatier. Her excitement built and built. I savored the delight of delivering pleasure to this virgin for the first time. Her little nose quivered.
The Arabic beauty scrunched up her face and then cried out in ecstasy. "Sir!"
Her pussy juices flooded my mouth.
She spasmed as she came. I licked and lapped up the sweet flood, thrilled she was so responsive. To have an orgasm that fast. She had all the hallmarks of a loving and submissive slave. She had a slut beneath her demure exterior. A little whore waiting for a bold guy to come along and claim her.
Like me.
"Sir! Sir!" she moaned, her head tossing from side to side. Her juices soaked my mouth. I loved the flavor of them. She shuddered through her first orgasm while my hand lowered down to my crotch.
I was ready to claim her. To rise up and—
The door creaked open.
I bolted to my feet and whirled around. Havva squeaked behind me. Her skirt rustled while I faced Jennifer walking in. She froze at the sight of me standing up, my lips gleaming with pussy juices. Her eyes widened.
"Did you...?" She glanced past me to Havva.
I winked at Jennifer.
"Anyways, uh, Sister Nova's ready to see you Corey and, um, Havva, she actually only wanted to see Corey. I guess I misunderstood her." The blushing brunette squirmed. "Sorry, you can return to class."
"Okay," panted Havva. "I... I..."
"Go to class," I said. "We'll speak later."
"Yes... Sir."
Jennifer quivered and stared at me in awe. Then she pulled a lacy handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to me. It was pink with white ruffles on the edges. I smiled at her and wiped my mouth clean before handing it back. I sauntered past her and went to my right to a door marked "Headmistress" at the end of a hallway with several other offices.
I knocked on the door and said, "You wanted to see me?"
"Come in, Mr. Derrickson," that sultry voice said.
I boldly yanked the door open and sauntered in. Her office wasn't large. There was a crucifix on the wall by her window, the shades were drawn shut. She had a computer screen on her desk and a keyboard shoved out of the way as she wrote on a legal pad. She looked up, her wimple framing her round face. Hunger burned in her eyes.
"I am sorry to keep you waiting," she said as she rose. Her black habit fell down her figure. It was belted at her waist and had a rosary hanging down her right thigh. "I could not get off the phone with the archdiocese office. I had to keep assuring them that all the girls are fine with your presence. I know I am." She smiled. "I was a big proponent of letting you attend."
"Oh?" I asked. I had no idea how the details of Aaliyah's magic worked. Kyle made his wish, I guessed, and she'd done something to the world.
"When I saw your picture, that you were such a strapping, young man, I just knew I wanted to educate you." She rubbed her hands up and down her habit as she reached me. She stood before me, my height. She was tall for a woman. Her dusky features were delicious. "Mmm, yes, I just knew you would be perfect."
"I bet you did," I said. "You want me all to yourself. That's why I'm here, huh? You're a dirty nun that needs her sinful lusts satiated."
"My, you are a bold one," she purred.
"You're the one who grabbed my ass."
A wicked smile crossed her lips. Then her hand shot out. She seized my cock through my pants and let out a whimpering moan. "I haven't enjoyed one of these in fifteen years. Not since I took my vows." She massaged me. "Oh, yes, that's what I've been missing. When I saw your picture, I just melted with lust. My sinful passions had consumed me this summer. I haven't been able to focus on anything, just counting down my days for me to do this."
She fell to her knees right before me. The veil on her head swayed about her shoulders. She deftly worked open my black belt and unzipped my gray slacks. I groaned as my fly rasped. Her hands shoved my pants and boxers down in a single go.
She let out a moan of molten passion. Lust crossed her dusky face. She looked so sexy as her darker fingers grabbed my pale cock. She stroked me. I loved the sight of a nun on her knees lusting for my dick.
She opened her mouth wide and engulfed my cock.
"Sister Nova Victoria," I groaned, savoring the pleasure of her mouth working up and down my dick. She sucked with hunger, her lips swelled tight. Her warm tongue teased my crown. "Damn."
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Her black veil rustled around her head as she bobbed. She worked her lips up and down my shaft, her tongue caressing me. Teasing me. I was primed from devouring Havva, my balls full of cum.
Her hand stroked my cock. She fisted the base, massaging me and adding a little more delight to the bliss her sucking mouth delivered. I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. The rapture of her mouth had my balls aching. I was coming closer and closer to spurting in her mouth.
"I'm going to flood your mouth with cum, Sister," I panted. "Damn, you're just a slutty nun. A little whore looking so pure and innocent. You're a harlot, aren't you?"
She moaned in agreement, her brown eyes blazing with her passion. Her mouth grew hotter. She sucked with such hunger, eager for my cum to spurt down her throat. I could tell how bad she wanted it. I was more than willing to enjoy it.
To let her satiate her carnal, sinful lusts for my cock.
The pleasure rippled through me with her every suck. The pressure in my balls swelled towards my breaking point. I couldn't hold off much longer. I would spurt my cum down her throat. I would flood her mouth with all my jizz.
She would drown in it.
Her suckling grew louder and louder. Her tongue darted around my cock. She teased me as she loved my dick. She reveled in this, satiating her lusts. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest. My hands balled into tight fists.
"Sister!" I groaned. "Get ready! I'm going to flood your mouth."
She whimpered in delight and sucked with all her might.
"Fuck!"
My cock erupted.
Hot cum fired into her mouth. Pleasure slammed through my body. She squeezed her eyes shut and moaned in abject delight. She gulped down my cum. My dick spurted again and again. Powerful blasts of jizz that jolted rapture up my flesh to my mind.
Stars burst across my vision. I growled my pleasure. She sucked hard, drawing out my cum. She drained the load from my balls and swallowed it with relish. Her eyes fluttered. I groaned as she sucked out the last of my jizz.
"Fuck, you're a naughty nun!" I groaned, my chest rising and falling. My tie felt tight about my neck, almost choking me. "Damn."
She ripped her mouth off my cock and opened wide, showing me she'd swallowed every drop. "I'm such a harlot!" She rose. "Such a wicked slut. I can't help it. I've missed being a naughty girl. Before my vows, I was wild. I reveled in carnal pleasure." She seized my tie, pulling tight. "You better keep up. I need you in me."
"I'm young," I said, leaving out that Aaliyah had given me stamina no guy ever had. I could cum over and over. Fuck for hours.
"Good!" she moaned and then pushed me back. I settled on her desk. Her breasts rose and fell in her habit, large and heavy. She grabbed her dark skirts and drew them up. I shuddered at the sight of high heels and black stockings cladding lithe legs. "Mmm, I'm going to ride that cock so hard. You're bigger than any I remember."
I leaned back on my elbows, twisting her computer monitor to the side. It squeaked as its base rotated. "I want your sinful cunt on my dick, Sister."
She shuddered, exposing her thighs now. Her skirts rustled as she drew them higher and higher. I groaned when I realized she was wearing thigh-high stockings attacked to garter belts. Her skirt rose and unveiled a shaved pussy, her lips gleaming with her excitement.
"No panties and wearing thigh-highs," I groaned. "You wanted to be ready to impress me."
"Mmm, I did," she moaned. "Are you?"
I winked at her.
She shuddered and then she mounted me, kneeling on the desk, holding up her habit. She stared down at me, her veil swaying about her shoulders. Her wimple clung tight about her head and neck, surrounding her flushed face in authoritarian white. She had such a smoky look in her eyes.
I grabbed my cock and held it upright as she lowered herself. She brought her pussy closer and closer to my dick. She pressed her shaved lips right against my aching tip. I shuddered at the feel of Sister Nova's pussy, the one she swore to keep pure to God.
She soiled it on my cock.
"Fuck!" I groaned as her pussy lips engulfed my spongy crown. The pleasure shot down my dick, delivering far more bliss than her mouth had given me. "Sister Nova! Let me feel every inch of that hot cunt on my dick."
"Yes!" she moaned. "I am such a wicked nun. I can't help it. You're such a hunk."
More and more of her cunt engulfed my cock. My shaft vanished into the heaven of her cunt. Her nylon stockings whisked against my clothing. Her breasts rose and fell in her black habit. I shot my hands up and squeezed them through her clothes, felt the bra cradling those large, soft mounds.
Then she bottomed out on me. She'd taken my entire cock. Her holy pussy gripped my dick. She whimpered and wiggled her hips from side to side. She stirred her cunt around my cock. It felt incredible. I loved every moment of it. Then she rose up my length. She gripped me with her tight twat. She massaged me.
"Fuck!" I groaned.
"Yes, yes!" she gasped. "Oh, fuck, that's good. Your cock, Mr. Derrickson, is delicious."
"So's your twat." I grinned at her as she slid back down my shaft. "We're going to have so many meetings, aren't we? You'll want me all to yourself."
"Yes!" she moaned.
She'd have to learn to share.
My hands squeezed her tits as her pussy clenched on my cock. Her habit rustled as she rode me. Her black veil swayed about her face. My cock drank in the stimulation. Every moment that she rode me was heaven. It was a blissful eternity of delights. I loved it. Savored it. She slammed her cunt down my cock. She took me again and again.
I groaned, my heart pounding in my chest. My balls tightened with a fresh load of cum for her sanctified pussy to enjoy. The wanton nun moaned. Her dusky face twisted with delight. Her fiery cunt worked up and down my cock, so hot and juicy and delicious.
It was the passion of hell I felt around my cock. The sinful delights of a nun violating her oaths. Or of an Ifrit reveling in surrendering her lust to me. I loved it. My hands massaged her tits through her habit as she worked her cunt up and down my cock.
Every stroke brought me closer to erupting.
Every inch of her cunt working up and down my cock brought me nearer to exploding. My balls throbbed. My dick drank in the friction of her juicy cunt. She squeezed around me, working that impure twat up and down my shaft.
I loved every moment of it. I groaned as she slid her cunt up and down my dick. Her pussy worked from side to side on me. She danced her hips back and forth, teasing me. Driving me wild. I would erupt in her. I would fire so much jizz into the depths of her cunt. I would baste her again and again with my passion.
It would be incredible.
"Mr. Derrickson!" she moaned.
"Yes, yes, Sister Nova!" I growled. My fingers dug into her tits, squeezing the black fabric around those lush breasts. "Let me feel that pussy convulsing around my cock. Fifteen years... Such a long time to go without this pleasure."
"Yes!" she moaned as she slammed down me. "Oh, yes, yes, you're going to be mine. Ooh, yes, yes, I need you. Mr. Derrickson!"
She slammed her cunt down my cock and that best moment happened: a pussy cumming on my dick.
Her pussy convulsed and writhed around my shaft. Her twat went wild. The pressure shot to the tip of mine. Her cunt massaged me. I groaned while she moaned. Her passion spilled from her lips. Her dusky face twisted in bliss.
"Cum in me!" she moaned as she rose up my cock, her convulsing snatch sucking at my dick. "Please, please! Give me your seed!"
Her snatch slammed down my cock.
"Yes!" I howled and erupted.
She threw back her head and moaned out in rapture as I flooded her. Her veil rustled from her head tossing back and forth. My jizz slammed into her cunt. Her pussy writhed around my erupting dick, milking me.
"Sister!" I moaned, the pleasure burning through my body.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she gasped, her pussy spasming and convulsing around me. "That's it. Ooh, you're giving it to me! Yes, yes, you delicious boy! You're a stud! You're just what I needed!"
"Good!" I groaned, the pleasure slamming into my mind.
Stars burst across my vision. The pleasure slammed into my mind. I panted and shuddered. My cock spurted over and over into her twat. I spilled my cum into her. I basted this Arabic nun with my jizz.
She had to be the Ifrit. Her passion blazed through her. Havva and Sister Nova, both such wonderful and delicious creatures. I thrust my hips upward and fired the last of my cum into the nun's cunt. Her pussy milked me dry.
"Fuck," I panted. "Damn, Sister Nova."
"Mmm, yes, you are just what I need, Mr. Derrickson."
I smiled at her. "Corey. If I'm going to fuck you, let's be on a first-name basis."
"Mmm, fine. But you will still address me as Sister Nova."
"It's kinkier that way," I said.
She laughed, her pussy clenching around my cock. "Oh, I wish I could keep you in here all day, but I have work to do, and you have an education to complete. I better not hear you causing problems."
"Then you'll have excuses to speak to me in private," I said.
"Naughty boy." she shuddered. "Mmm, this is going to be a great year."
"Definitely."
She climbed off my cock, her habit falling down her thighs. She would have my cum leaking out of her all day. I slipped off the desk and drew up my boxers and slacks. I was feeling amazing as I marched to the door.
"I think we'll do anal next time," she said as I reached the door.
"I'll pound your ass hard," I promised before I left.
I marched through the halls feeling like a million bucks. I just arrived back to my math class when the bell rang, announcing the hour's end. I snagged up my clothes. Natiqua gave me smoldering looks. I winked at her. Havva hovered nearby.
I'd be in touch with her, soon. I'd have her cherry before the day was out. I squeezed her ass on the way out. She gasped and blushed, her smile beautiful. Other girls were eyeing me, a few "accidentally" bumping into me. I felt a brunette girl's large breasts rub into my arm and her hand sliding across my crotch, giving my cock a squeeze.
"I'm Vanessa," she said. "Maybe we can study sometime. I'm not the best at math."
"Maybe," I said. "I'm good at adding one plus one."
She giggled and broke away from me.
Yes, this would be a great school year.
I glanced at my map and headed to my next class, English taught by Ms. Reid. I strolled through the girls, feeling like the one wolf amid the sheep. Only these sheep were all dewy eyed and just begging to be feasted upon.
Mostly.
I rounded a corner and ran smack into a girl. She gasped, reeling back in a burst of papers that spilled around us. She landed on her back, her tartan skirt flaring up to reveal a red thong hugging the folds of a shaved pussy.
I grinned at the delicious sight. "Sorry," I said, bending down to get a better look. "Let me help you."
~~~~~~~~~
Tania Buckley
My first class was over, and I was heading through the halls to the next. I glanced at the map and made my way towards it. Luckily, it wasn't far. I wasn't the best with maps. I was heading to it when I noticed the blonde girl coming from another direction also heading towards my destination.
"Hi, Regina," I said to the cutie who lived next door. Aleah and I had moved in with Corey over the summer. It was so hot living with our Master, sharing his bedroom, his bed, all the time. My sister and I had such a wild time with him. We did such wicked and naughty things.
"Oh, hi," said the girl. She shifted. "You're one of Corey's girlfriends, right? Tonya?"
"Tania," I said, smiling. I guess she was in my grade or just smart for her age. "And yep. So, we both have math together, huh? Want to sit by each other?"
"Sure," Regina said. She swallowed. "Um, so you and that other girl are both his girlfriends."
"Yep, and she's also my sister. It's fun sharing him with her. And we're not just his girlfriends." I leaned in as we moved to our seats. "We're his sex slaves. I'm wearing his collar. It's hidden by my blouse." I could feel it pressing tight about my neck.
"That's different," said Regina, her cheeks blushing bright. She floated down into her seat with the grace of dandelion fluff dancing on the breeze. "I mean..."
I shrugged. "He's hot, right?"
Regina nodded, her cheeks scarlet.
"It's fun sharing a hot guy," I said as I sat down. I wanted to seduce this girl and make her a gift to the best guy in the world. She was adorable. Becoming her friend was the first step.
To be continued...
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