Naughty Schoolgirl Diana Pt. 02

"Does this feel good?" he asked, not varying his rhythm in the least.He looked up at her to see her eyes shut and her mouth slightly open.

"Oh, yes. This feels awesome!" she gasped.

"Now that you've gotten more used to it, let me show you how you can vary the angle to make it feel different." With that, he angled the dildo so that it rubbed along the front of her love tunnel and her G-spot in particular. He allowed 4 inches to slide into her.

"Hiyiyiyi" she responded in a shrill voice, as she bucked her hips and the muscles of her pelvis contracted to grip the silicone invader being shoved inside her. Her hands gripped the sides of her chair seat.

After a few minutes of this treatment, he pulled it out of her until just the flared head was inside her, and rotated it, stretching her from the inside. He placed a few light kisses on the flawless skin of her inner thigh, enjoying the moans and ragged breathing that was coming from her. Suddenly, he thrust the entire length of it into her pussy.

"Haaaa! Oh, God!" she called out and her hips once again thrusting off the damp seat.

Dan set another steady rhythm, pushing the fullness of it inside and pulling it almost entirely out. He felt hypnotized by her wet, little opening, that stretched to accept the thickness of the sex toy, but gripped it so tight that he felt like he was playing tug-o-war as he pulled it out. Diana began thrashing her head from side to side, letting out moans of uninhibited pleasure.

He had meant for today's session to be all about the toy, but he was beginning to realize that he didn't have complete control over his actions where Diana was concerned. With his face so close to her slick labia and pulsing clitoris, without thinking, he bent down to suck on her erect love button. Between that and the fat dildo still pumping in and out of her, Diana felt the first electric jolts of an orgasm blossoming deep in her belly.

She emitted squeals of pure joy, her eyes tightly shut and her head moving from side to side. Her vaginal walls contracted spasmodically attempting to milk the fake cock filling her up. Dan continued to divide his attention between her twitching clit and filling her spasming pussy. Her toned thighs squeezed shut, trapping his head and upper arm tightly at her crotch. It was only because of his superior size and weight that he was able to maintain control of her body, working to keep her writhing form on the wooden chair. He held her, slowly tonguing her groin and just rotating the dildo around her pelvis.

Eventually, both were still. Diana slumped limp in the chair and Dan simply rested his head on her toned abdomen, one arm draped over her leg and the bulk of his body between her legs. He stirred first, kissing her just below her belly button, before pulling the dildo out of her and rising to stand. She appeared to be asleep, a steady rise and fall of her chest her only movement. Her head lolled to the side, her hair mussed and unkempt. He looked down at her hot, teenage body, slack after an explosive orgasm and realized that his erection had returned, his erection pressing urgently against the front of his pants.

Placing the dildo on his desk, he looked down at her in her disheveled cheerleader uniform. "Diana. Diana!"

"Hmmm?" she replied dreamily, stretching lazily. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at him. "You called, my Prince? she teased.

Looking at her half naked form, a look of raw lust upon his face, he began to unzip his pants, and a stiff erection sprung out. "I think," he said, smiling, "we may have to start another lesson."