Last Day of School (Part II)

****This is the continuation of Last Day of School. Hope you like it.****

She had a body that was smaller than I had ever thought I’d like but I did. She had small breasts that were almost non-existent. She had a small butt and a small face. Pretty young Haitian shawty from Jacmel, she was quiet, always had her head in the books. We used to flirt back and forth but on this very day, I noticed her alright…It was the first time I noticed her and to tell the truth, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Now, that she had my attention, I couldn’t help but notice her cute, little ass. There wasn’t much of it, but what she had, I liked and I was learning that I liked it a lot.

She and I became real close and all semester long she had wanted me to bone her in the classroom yet her fears prevented her from committing to it each time we got close to doing it. So on the last day of class, the final session before she receives her degree, I surprised her. I knew that she likes to sit in the last row, so when she came in, the professor passed out the necessary documents and once he said “you may now begin”, I placed my hands on her thighs, she peeked under the desk and there I was. She whispered,’ what are you doing?’ I told her not to worry and focus on her exam. Giving that she was wearing a skirt, I slowly took off her pantyhose and her undergarment exposed with just the smallest bit of fabric flossing its way between what I could already tell was a glistening pussy. Knowing that her vagina had already surrendered, I didn’t bother with pulling her panties down. I just pulled the wispy cloth to one side and I placed my ring finger inside of her.

The girl let out a little, plaintive bleat as her pussy took the full length of my finger and then she was quiet as I pulled it back only to let out another of her little whimpering cries as I finger fuck her with two fingers. I could feel the moist of her vagina, I gently rub the clitoris, and I could hear her moan, she wanted it, right then and there, but I needed her to enjoy every second of this night. ‘for I was set to make it a memorable night. I wanted her to remember this for the rest of her life, and as she glides closer to me, I spread her thighs and lay my tongue on her vagina. My tongue darted all around her clitoris and as the professor came around to pick up the exams, she sat still, said good bye to some folks, and she pretended as if she was going over some of her notes.

By now, we were both alone…the classroom was vacant and it was time to settle this for good. She pulled me from under desk; dropped on her knees and… (end of Part I)


Wrapped her teeth around my zipper and pulled down gently and rapidly, as she was eager to get my creamy feeling. My pulsating manhood popped out of my pants ready to see what was coming as her "Angelina Jolie" looking lips came at his tip. She kisses him hello and part her lips slightly so that she can let him in to her hot, moist deep throated mouth. She backed away slowly leaving my manhood yearning for another open mouth kiss. She stood up slowly and started unbuttoning my shirt. I was curious. She bent over slightly and sucked my right nipple to attention, dang this girl is about to get it, I said deep within. Her warm saliva awaking every sensitive nerve in my body, boy oh boy, li fe m anvi vole.

My mouth watered as I palmed her breasts and bit slightly, them twins smelled nice. She reached over and nibbled on my earlobe because of the building warmth between her thighs. Her "she-nectar" moistened her velvet red thong. Since I had already torn off her pantyhose, I pull off her red thong and place her on top of the professor’s desk. Baby girl looked good, as I lay her there, I admired the body, the pussy, the woman that she is, and then I started exploring every inch, every points, and every corner of her body. My tongue galvanized all the hot spots, and by the time I got to her vagina, it was as if I was in a pool. My natatorial prowess was on full display; Michael Phelps got nothing on me in this competion. I spread labia even more, so that her clit was fully exposed. Soon, my warm breath was fanning her sensitive skin, and then I was drawing it into his mouth, licking softly on it. I teased it with the tip of my tongue, rasping over it again and again.

She’s laying there, begging me to push my head in, asking me to keep on going, her legs in the air as if she was trying to raise the roof, she screamed, I am coming, I could feel she was breathing harder, faster, and her body was motioning towards ejecting some type of liquid, more like fluid, so I pulled back, she did what she had to do, within 2 minutes, she climbed mount Everest, and began her assault. Her skills bogarted me at first, but as I put her in the Chinese position, we were enjoying each other a lot more. There was a lot of passion, a lot of personal intimacy, it was rejoicing. Although at times she seemed superannuated, yet she was eager to please me and make this moment a special one for the both of us. After all, it was the last day of school and being an F1 student, she had to go back to Jacmel the next day.

She asked me if I wanted to use the chair as a prop, my face lit up, I placed her hands on the handle, one leg of the sit, and extend her small buttocks my way. I kissed her vagina from the back and here comes the penis, it got in there very smoothly, it was as if he was the MAN of the house and he was ready to tear off some Jacmellienne pussy. So she started talking shit, she was saying things like, Segnieur papa sove m, Cherie est ce k coco m dous, wap tuye m, and a bunch of other stuff. I mean, I loved the dirty talk because it only made our moment extra special.

By now she’s sitting on the chair and we’re going at it. I could tell she was getting tired, I could tell she has had enough, she turned and said to me, “No more,” as I settle between her thighs, I guided the heavy length of my cock against her pussy. “Please, sir, I don't want...” so I exited her pussy, asked to suck on it as she made sure that I bust at least one nut. She turned her ass around and I sprayed it on her small booty. She wiped me off with her pantyhose, gave me a hug, and asked me to dress her.

As I was putting her clothes back on, I sense that she wanted to say something, I sensed that she wanted more out of this, so I said, baby girl, I will come to Jacmel to see you. All elated, she wrote her info down, I walked her back to the dorms, kissed her good night, and went on my way.

The very last day of school tend to be very emotional, whether you’re in Elementary, Middle, High school or college, someone is always crying. So here I find myself, all alone, thinking about this last day of school with my shawty from Jacmel. A night that I will never forget, a night that is deep ingrained in my memory, a night that no matter where I am at, no matter who I end up being with, it will always be, the best memory of all time. Last day of school…