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excellent first effort.’
‘Thank you, Madame,’ I said, bowing my head.
‘Now, Natalie, it is your turn,’ Madame continued. Natalie looked aghast and pointed to Hermann who was still prostrate on the floor.
‘But, Madame, he is finished. Victoria has sucked all the juice from him.’
‘Ah, but now, Natalie, you can demonstrate your skill in reviving him. In addition to using your mouth, utilise your hands as you have already learned. He is young so he will soon be rampant and ready for more. If indeed he requires more encouragement, Victoria may remove her bloomers and show him her maidenhead. Now, begin.’ Madame strode off to deal with another altercation that was occurring. Natalie looked at me and I shrugged.
‘Madame says you should start,’ I said, not particularly helpfully.
Natalie knelt at Hermann’s feet and spread his legs apart. She crawled forward and leaned down pressing her face into his crotch.
‘ Nein , nein ,’ he complained and started to push her head away with his hands. I hurried to kneel at his head and took hold of his hands in mine. He did not resist as I pushed his hands to the side of his hips. Natalie teased at his penis with her lips and nibbled with her brilliant white teeth. Then she held the penis up with a hand and licked at his scrotum and chewed his testicles. Already Hermann was beginning to stir. His penis was thickening and starting to harden once again. It already was stiff enough to support itself and Natalie licked up the shaft, lingering at the tip of the glans.
Hermann was moaning again but made no attempt to get out of my grip. I released his hands and he pressed them against the floor while Natalie administered to his manhood. I remained kneeling with his head between my thighs. Now the penis was restored to its magnificent fullness. It pointed to the ceiling, a glowing beacon of readiness. Natalie sat back on her thighs.
‘It is too big,’ she said. ‘It is impossible for it to fit into my mouth.’ Natalie was indeed small and had a very delicate mouth with thin deep red lips. Hermann’s penis was however extraordinarily broad. I could fully understand Natalie’s difficulty. I had an idea.
‘Use your hand to grip the shaft and just move your lips and tongue over the head,’ I suggested. Natalie took the penis in her hand barely able to encircle it with her short fingers. She lowered her head again and touched the tip with her tongue. Then she started a rhythmic up and down movement with her hand which she mirrored with her head. Her lips moved over the shining skin of the glans and Hermann began to thrust his pelvis in unison with her hand movements. He was soon groaning and panting and bucking like a horse.
‘Go on, Natalie,’ I urged, ‘he is almost ready.’
She increased the pace and violence of her movements, struggling to keep her mouth in contact with the oscillating rod. Hermann let out a cry and arched his back. His white fluid burst from the end of his penis and hit Natalie full in the face. She let go of the penis in surprise and fell back. Hermann sank to the floor exhausted once again.
Natalie sat on the floor licking her lips and wiping the semen from her cheeks.
‘Urgh, I do not like to taste semen,’ she said, screwing up her nose. I was surprised.
‘Oh, I enjoyed it,’ I said. ‘Give me more.’
During the remaining two weeks of term we had other opportunities to develop our oral skills. I was delighted to invite all six of the young men to place their cocks in my mouth and I swallowed the semen of each with relish. I was interested to note that each had his own taste and was convinced that, if I was to be blindfolded during the act, I could tell which boy I was pleasuring, not merely from the size and shape of his tool, but from the flavour of his effusion. Meanwhile we continued with our daytime studies of art and literature and our practical lessons in cookery and embroidery. The days were now short and the snow was
‘Thank you, Madame,’ I said, bowing my head.
‘Now, Natalie, it is your turn,’ Madame continued. Natalie looked aghast and pointed to Hermann who was still prostrate on the floor.
‘But, Madame, he is finished. Victoria has sucked all the juice from him.’
‘Ah, but now, Natalie, you can demonstrate your skill in reviving him. In addition to using your mouth, utilise your hands as you have already learned. He is young so he will soon be rampant and ready for more. If indeed he requires more encouragement, Victoria may remove her bloomers and show him her maidenhead. Now, begin.’ Madame strode off to deal with another altercation that was occurring. Natalie looked at me and I shrugged.
‘Madame says you should start,’ I said, not particularly helpfully.
Natalie knelt at Hermann’s feet and spread his legs apart. She crawled forward and leaned down pressing her face into his crotch.
‘ Nein , nein ,’ he complained and started to push her head away with his hands. I hurried to kneel at his head and took hold of his hands in mine. He did not resist as I pushed his hands to the side of his hips. Natalie teased at his penis with her lips and nibbled with her brilliant white teeth. Then she held the penis up with a hand and licked at his scrotum and chewed his testicles. Already Hermann was beginning to stir. His penis was thickening and starting to harden once again. It already was stiff enough to support itself and Natalie licked up the shaft, lingering at the tip of the glans.
Hermann was moaning again but made no attempt to get out of my grip. I released his hands and he pressed them against the floor while Natalie administered to his manhood. I remained kneeling with his head between my thighs. Now the penis was restored to its magnificent fullness. It pointed to the ceiling, a glowing beacon of readiness. Natalie sat back on her thighs.
‘It is too big,’ she said. ‘It is impossible for it to fit into my mouth.’ Natalie was indeed small and had a very delicate mouth with thin deep red lips. Hermann’s penis was however extraordinarily broad. I could fully understand Natalie’s difficulty. I had an idea.
‘Use your hand to grip the shaft and just move your lips and tongue over the head,’ I suggested. Natalie took the penis in her hand barely able to encircle it with her short fingers. She lowered her head again and touched the tip with her tongue. Then she started a rhythmic up and down movement with her hand which she mirrored with her head. Her lips moved over the shining skin of the glans and Hermann began to thrust his pelvis in unison with her hand movements. He was soon groaning and panting and bucking like a horse.
‘Go on, Natalie,’ I urged, ‘he is almost ready.’
She increased the pace and violence of her movements, struggling to keep her mouth in contact with the oscillating rod. Hermann let out a cry and arched his back. His white fluid burst from the end of his penis and hit Natalie full in the face. She let go of the penis in surprise and fell back. Hermann sank to the floor exhausted once again.
Natalie sat on the floor licking her lips and wiping the semen from her cheeks.
‘Urgh, I do not like to taste semen,’ she said, screwing up her nose. I was surprised.
‘Oh, I enjoyed it,’ I said. ‘Give me more.’
During the remaining two weeks of term we had other opportunities to develop our oral skills. I was delighted to invite all six of the young men to place their cocks in my mouth and I swallowed the semen of each with relish. I was interested to note that each had his own taste and was convinced that, if I was to be blindfolded during the act, I could tell which boy I was pleasuring, not merely from the size and shape of his tool, but from the flavour of his effusion. Meanwhile we continued with our daytime studies of art and literature and our practical lessons in cookery and embroidery. The days were now short and the snow was
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