Pervert for Life

May’s climax tore through her without warning.

Her pussy convulsed hard around the thick invisible cock still buried deep inside her, and the next pulse forced a thick spray of clear fluid out in messy, forceful spurts.

The jets of wetness arced across the narrow space between the seats and splattered warm and sticky across my cheek, my jaw, the side of my neck, and the front of my uniform shirt.

More fluid followed in weaker pulses, soaking the front of my trousers and dripping down onto the seat between us.

May’s eyes flew wide in pure horror as she watched the last of her release land on me.

Her thighs shook violently and her mouth opened but no sound came out at first.

I slowly lifted one hand and wiped the warm fluid from my cheek with the back of my fingers, then looked at the shiny wetness on my skin before turning my gaze fully onto her.

"Are you okay?"

My voice was calm, almost casual as I asked curiously.

May’s face burned a deep red.

She stared at the mess she had left on me, then at her own still-bare, dripping pussy, then back at my face.

She was speechless and didn’t know what to say.

Her lips parted and closed several times without producing any coherent sound.

I kept my expression steady and added in the same even tone,

"If you needed help, all you had to do was ask."

May froze the moment I finished speaking.

She had heard the quiet rumors at school.

Everyone said I was the shy type, the one who barely spoke, the one who kept his head down and avoided attention.

Yet here I was, speaking with complete confidence while her own juices still glistened on my skin and the thick cock remained lodged inside her twitching cunt.

A shaky breath escaped from her lips.

She stared at me for a long second, then slowly, deliberately, parted her legs wider.

The movement was lewd and open, exposing the swollen, glistening mess between her thighs without any attempt to hide it.

Her panties stayed shoved to the side and clear fluid still leaked from her stretched hole around the invisible shaft.

Her voice came out soft and strained as she spoke.

"Please... can you help me?"

I met her eyes and revealed a calm smile as I replied as though it was nothing much.

"Sure."

I shifted in the seat, turning more fully toward her, and spoke again in the same calm tone.

"Bring your pussy closer."

May hesitated only a moment before she obeyed.

She lifted her hips, scooting forward until the wet heat of her cunt was right in front of me.

The scent of her pussy hit me immediately.

It was thick, musky, and a little sweet with the scent of her new release.

Her swollen lips shone under the dim light of the car, the inner folds still fluttering, the entrance stretched and dripping around the thick cock I had left inside her.

I leaned in slowly as my hands settled on the soft insides of her thighs, pushing them a little wider.

I inhaled deeply, letting the heavy scent of her arousal fill my lungs, then brought my mouth to her.

It was going to be my first time tasting a pussy.

I had to savor the taste as much as I could.

I thought I was going to be a pervert for the rest of my life, and grow old, single and die.

But this changes everything.

I could even feel my hand trying to tremble, perhaps due to excitement or nervousness, but I forced more strength into my grasp before lowering myself fully onto her pussy.

The first lick was long and deliberate.

It tasted heavenly.

’So this is what a pussy tastes like?’ I muttered internally, still reeling from the shock.

My tongue dragged slowly from the base of the shaft still buried inside her, up along the stretched rim of her hole, gathering the thick wetness that coated everything.

The taste was strong and salty-sweet, coating my tongue immediately.

I licked her pussy again, slower this time, as I pressed my lips against her swollen lips before dragging them upwards until I reached the peak of her clit.

May’s breath escaped her almost immediately as her thighs tensed under my hands.

I sealed my mouth over her clit and began sucking on it gently to the best of my abilities.

I had watched a lot of porn, yes. But physically experiencing it was another thing entirely.

I tried my best to recall how the actors in the porn I’d watched played out these scenes.

Before long, my tongue flicked the sensitive tip in tight circles.

At the same time I began moving the invisible cock again, with slow deep thrusts that pushed more fluid out around the shaft and straight into my waiting mouth.

May’s hips jerked and a fresh gush of wetness spilled across my tongue.

I drank it without hesitation, licking deeper, and spreading her folds with my tongue so I could taste every part of her.

The squelching sounds of my cock sliding in and out mixed with the wet, filthy noise of my mouth working her open echoed in the vehicle as it drove slowly.

I sucked her clit again, harder this time, while causing my invisible cock to vanish into her pussy, to give me more room to explore her tight hole.

May’s free hand flew to the back of my head almost immediately, her fingers threading into my hair as her hips began to roll against my mouth.

More fluid leaked out of her pussy with every movement of the invisible cock inside her, and sprayed lewdly into my mouth.

I lapped it up greedily, the taste coating my lips and chin.

The musky scent of her pussy filled every breath I took.

I could feel her walls fluttering harder around the cock, the way her body responded to the double assault of the thick shaft fucking her open and my tongue working her clit without mercy.

May’s breathing turned into short, desperate gasps.

Her thighs trembled against my hands.

My tongue worked her without pause, licking, sucking, and pressing against her sensitive clit until May’s hips were rolling openly against my face.

The wet sounds filled the car.

The deep squelch of the cock, the soft filthy noise of my mouth, and the occasional broken moan she could no longer fully suppress echoed loudly in the vehicle.

I pulled her closer by the thighs, burying my face more firmly between her legs, and kept licking as if I intended to drink every drop she produced.

May’s fingers tightened in my hair.

Her pussy clenched hard around the thick shaft still thrusting inside her, and another warm pulse of fluid spilled across my tongue and chin.

In moments, May found out that to her surprise she had orgasmed once more.

She thrust her head back and her tongue hung limply from her mouth as she felt her climax rock through her.

Her fluids drenched my tongue, and I could feel her inner walls flutter around my tongue as she orgasmed.