Chapter 1 Meeting Cyn Lustte
It was a busy evening at the graduate student pub. I had finished my first beer after my afternoon tutorial. Two of my three drinking companions had to go; leaving Cynthia and me together.
Cynthia Lustte was a tall, athletic, blonde physiotherapy graduate. She was about 5 feet 8 inches tall, blue eyes, with firm muscles from daily exercising. The muscles did not take anything away from her womanly curves. Her most striking assets were her large bust and tight, ample butt. She wore a multi colored, embroidered, scoop neck peasant blouse that revealed the tops of her breasts; giving me a fantastic view of the deep cleavage created by her big tits. The matching long loose skirt; displayed her firm, ample ass to good advantage. The white 3 inch high heeled sandals also accentuated the curve of her buttocks. Seeing this vision of loveliness before me; I began to fantasize about getting lost between her large breasts; while her arms and legs enveloped me.
"Being in the wheelchair should make me a great candidate for your physiotherapy skills. How about it? Would you give me a work out sometime?" I asked with a laugh.
"Do you think you could handle the work out I could give you? I can be very demanding when I give a thorough therapy session." Cynthia replied; giving me a sly smile, as she looked at my crotch.
"When my muscles get stiff they need a real hard work out to get all the kinks out. As a matter of fact they are starting to get hard right now." I taunted.
"Maybe I should give your muscles some attention right now." Cynthia stated; moving her hand to my crotch. Running her expert fingers along the bulge in my pants; Cynthia gasped, "You do have a large, firm muscle. I might have to take you back to my office to give it a proper work out." Giving my growing hard on a gentle squeeze; Cynthia asked, "How do you feel about going back to the dormitory so I can exercise your muscle properly."
"Sounds great, Cynthia! I just hope I can keep up with you." I replied with a laugh.
"If you're ready to go; I'm ready. Since we are going to be working closely together you do not have to be so formal. Call me Cyn; everyone else does. Cyn also reminds me of how much I enjoy to sin!" Cynthia stated; standing and moving behind the wheelchair.
As Cynthia pushed me along the path to the residence; she asked, "How do you like the headrest? Your head feels great nestled between my breasts." Jiggling her tits against my head; Cynthia continued, "How about letting me see that stiff muscle of yours?"
"Right here and now?" I asked in astonishment. "Some woman might see me and think I'm some kind of pervert."
"No woman is going to see you. If they do; I'll be with you and they will know you're not a flasher. They will just think we're too hot to wait until we get some place private." Cynthia reassured; moving a hand from the wheelchair handle to my crotch. "You're just a horny guy that can't wait to show his girlfriend his cock."
My manhood was feeling constricted by my pants; so Cynthia's wishes were all the encouragement I needed. Assisting Cynthia's hand to unbutton and unzip my pants; I allowed her fingers to free my stiffening cock. Feeling the cool night breeze on my exposed flesh; knowing that any one could come along and see me was making me very excited. The way Cynthia's warm fingers caressed my hard flesh caused a drop of pre come to form at the tip.
"Wow! You have a huge love muscle. I'm getting wet between the legs just thinking about your hard cock sliding inside my cunt. I don't think I can wait until we get back to the dorm. How about slipping into the library for a quickie to take the edge off?"
"That is a great suggestion. I agree with you one hundred per cent. I don't think I can wait until we get back to the dorm. All this hot talk is getting me really horny." I said in agreement; rubbing my head between her luscious melons. "I know the best floor to go to; government publications. There will not be anyone there now. Politicians never work late, if they do work." I laughed; as I tried to hide my throbbing hard on with my shirt and books.
Lust driving us; we hurried along the ramp; past the check in counter; up the elevator to government publications. Wheeling from the elevator; Cynthia and I made our way to the study carols; well away from prying eyes. Immediately Cynthia sat on the edge of the desk; placing a foot on a chair, another on the armrest of my wheelchair.
Pulling up her long, multi colored skirt, Cynthia whispered, "Lick my cunt! Make me hot and wet. Get me ready for your big cock. I can hardly wait to feel that big thing inside me."
With the long skirt bunched up around her waist; Cynthia's panty less crotch was exposed to my hungry gaze. I immediately noticed that her pussy was completely shaved; exposing the puffy lips of her labia. The pink, blood engorged lips were shiny with the love nectar her excited vagina had secreted.
Lowering my head to Cynthia's slit; I licked along the exposed cleft; gathering her tangy cream into my mouth. Swirling the nectar around my mouth; I swallowed. It was delicious. It never ceased to amaze me that every woman I tasted had a distinctive flavor.
Returning my tongue to Cynthia's valley; I lapped along the lips of her labia. With her juices flowing freely; I brought my tongue to Cynthia's erect, pink clit. Vibrating my tongue rapidly, I assaulted her vulnerable clitoris. Cynthia's response was electric. Immediately her body began to shiver with pleasure. Letting out a soft moan of ecstasy, Cynthia brought her hands to the back of my head, pushing my face hard against her drooling pussy. With this encouragement, I concentrated on stimulating her love bud. Using my teeth, I gently nibbled on Cynthia's pink, eraser like bud. The moan this elicited from Cynthia was so loud; she had to move a hand from the back of my head to stifle the outcry.
With a vengeance, I set to work on her go button, using tongue and teeth. Spreading her thighs even wider with my hands, I shoved my face into Cynthia's wet, palpating gash. She was really getting into the pussy lapping I was giving her.
Suddenly a cry of pure delight escaped around the fist Cynthia had pressed against her mouth. Quickly she clamped the hand over her mouth trying to stifle the cries of pleasure. At the same time her pussy began to flood my face with love nectar; as her thighs squeezed my head in a vice like grip. I did not know if she would suffocate me with her firm thighs or drown me with her copious cunt cream. I was able to breathe through my nose, as I slurped up all the pussy juice I could scoop into my mouth. I had never met a hotter woman.
As the orgasmic tremors slowly subsided; Cynthia relaxed her thighs; allowing my head to move. Having regained my freedom, I again attacked Cynthia's pussy, lapping and sucking more of her delicious honey into my hungry mouth. I could not get enough of this lusty woman's exotic nectar. My entire face was coated with Cynthia's love cream.
Lifting my face from her sopping cleft; Cynthia growled, "You sure know how to eat cunt. You made me so fucking hot I wanted to scream out in pleasure, but that would have brought security down on us. Now it's time for me to stuff my cunt full of your big, fat cock! I can hardly wait to feel your fuck pole stretch my hot, wet hole! I'm going to squeeze every ounce of cock cream out of you!" Cynthia exclaimed; trying to keep her excited voice from rising too loud.
Slipping from the desk; Cynthia stood in front of me; skirt held at her waist; while she undulated her hips invitingly. Quickly I raised the armrests of the wheelchair; as Cynthia spread her feet apart. This allowed me to wheel forward, until my penis head was touching the entrance to her drooling, honey hole. Holding my stiff manhood in place; Cynthia continued to provocatively grind and rotate her hips against my swollen knob; like a belly dancer. Slowly she allowed the head of my erection to slide into her wet, wide open slit. With just the head of my hard on inside her cleft; Cynthia began to squeeze and relax her pussy muscles; as she continued to rotate her hips. The sensations created in my cock head by Cynthia's squeezing pussy were incredible. The sight of my knob appearing and disappearing within the damp folds of her pussy; was as much of a turn on; as the sensations the actions were creating in me. This woman had fantastic control of her vaginal muscles