The Golden Cock

A Cock Gallery -- A Golden Cock on Display

It was mid-summer in Madrid and I had settled into quite a nice daily routine after my arrival in late Spring. My PhD was finally behind me and even though I'd enjoyed it hugely, especially the summer of sex it had included while I was a lifeguard, I was glad to have it behind me. I was in Spain to follow up on my studies but really to just have a bit of a break before I started a real life job as a prof in September. For now, I spent my mornings in Spanish language classes, my afternoons enjoying the siesta and late afternoons and evenings being a tourist. It was a pretty nice routine and I was pretty happy.

The one little cloud in my world was my current run of lack of sex. Last summer, my final one before completing my program, I was slumming as a lifeguard at a golf course and ended up fucking Marsha, a woman of my dreams, Jessie, a beautiful twentysomething black man and a James, a man old enough to be my father. Marsha and I fucked each other regularly and enjoyed several fantastic threesomes with the two men. I knew that I would keep seeing Marsha and James again for a long time and that my future sex life looked super healthy. But in the last few months, between finishing up my thesis and getting myself organized in Spain, I had not really had time to track down a man, or a woman for that matter, I really wanted to fuck. I was not miserable or anything and had gotten pretty good at relieving myself with my fingers and a nice pair of dildos I had brought with me. But more and more, I was starting to really crave cock.

And so, it was really quite a pleasant coincidence in early June when my day took an unexpected turn. Most days in Madrid that summer were sunny and warm but on this particular day, we had some unexpected rain and so rather than heading home after my class as usual, I decided to nip into a little art gallery not far from class to pass a bit of time to wait out the rain. I had been there before and really liked their mix of modern and classic art and found the building itself really quite nice. The rain and the fact that most locals never ventured out in the afternoon combined to make the place virtually empty as I walked in. I knew that the place stayed open but with a skeleton staff and I quite liked the solitude and easy pace the emptiness allowed for and I passed a very pleasant hour wandering around.

I had decided to leave and was ambling toward the exit when I noticed a large panel sign saying in English and Spanish, "Adults Only in this Exhibit; Some Patrons May find Content Offensive." I looked around for any information about the display or someone to ask about it but seeing neither I decided to just walk in for a look. I rounded the entry way and was stunned to confront a five foot by four foot brightly lit display panel entitled "Cock Art." It was made up of about fifty five-inch square pictures of cocks. Cocks in all the colours of the human rainbow. Some were fully hard and massive, others limp and tiny. Some were surrounded in beautiful black pubic hair, some shaved as clean and smooth as my own pussy was at the time. After a while I realized that all the hard ones were pointing to the centre of the panel like some kind of giant flesh arrows. They combined to draw the eye to a centre panel of eight or nine fully frontal images of big cocks just hanging down loosely. But the centre two broke the pattern as one displayed a black cock that looked just unbelievably hard at the root but disappeared into what looked like a white woman's wide open mouth. Her lips were painted with bright cherry red lipstick and seemed to be smiling as she gulped on the sharply contrastingly coloured black tube. The second one was almost the opposite; a huge hard white cock this time pointed right at the camera but in this case, a black woman had obviously come in behind and put her had up the man's ass to grasp his balls and push them up against his cock. Her dark brown hand, with similarly cherry red painted nails, looked like it was serving this beautiful cock and balls to the camera and I just couldn't take my eyes of it. Eventually I did manage to drag my gaze around the entire panel, drinking in the images of cocks for almost fifteen minutes of stunned silence.

I knew I was in an art gallery and was supposed to view this all as art to be appreciated for its beauty and creativity and not as a sex thing. And I was truly impressed by the creativity, the presentation and the sheer beauty of this incredible part of the human body. But as much as my brain struggled to appreciate the panel for its artistic merit, the truth of the matter was that my pussy just started to take over. In a completely involuntary response, I could feel it just starting to flood. I shifted my weight from foot to foot in a way that gently rubbed my pussy lips against the fly of my jeans. I could feel my clit growing harder and knew that if I had a man's face pushed up against my crotch right now, he would have no trouble finding my clit peeking out like a mini-cock for him to suck. At the same time, my nipples sprang to attention almost immediately and my hands seemed to be controlled by an immutable external force as one went to slowly massage my nipples and the other drifted down to rub my throbbing crotch through my jeans.

I was totally transported and thought for a minute that I would just come right there on the spot. But I slowly managed to regain control and entered into the exhibit. I had never seen anything like it. It was a long rectangular room and as I glanced quickly along its length I could see that it was L-shaped and that a soft light was emerging from around the corner at the far end. But on either side of me in the long hall-like room, was a more bizarre, fascinating and arousing display of men's penises than I could ever have imagined.

Most were photographic images somewhat similar to the panel at the entry. But each photo had been carefully composed to display the cock in an interesting light, or to highlight its pubic hair or a vein running its length. Most were hard and in all different sizes though there didn't seem to be any truly small ones. They were mostly displayed at eye level and arranged to draw the viewer in. One that literally caught my eye was a giant purpled headed white one that was leaking cum in a way that suggested the photo had been taken seconds after the cock's owner had shot his load. I laughed to myself as I realized that I was involuntarily licking my lips as I looked at it. There were two more similar cocks with a woman's lips wrapped around them. And about half way along the gallery, the images shifted to ones of women posed in such a way that they were obviously grasping their ankles and pulling them up behind their heads so that their pussies were fully exposed and wide open for the cocks that were poised at their entrance. The first few showed the fully hard cockhead nuzzling the pussy lips while the next few showed the cock plunged right in with swollen pussy lips reaching up to grasp it. And then the images transitioned again to a series that showed the man's fist around his cock, obviously in the process of masturbating. And as in the earlier image, a couple of them showed the cockhead leaking fresh cum either dripping down to the floor or flooding the man's fingers.

I was absolutely enthralled by it all and was stunned when I looked down at my watch and realized it had taken me almost an hour to walk fifteen yards. I decided in needed to get out right away and find the nearest bathroom to put the little dildo I always kept in my bag to work. I assumed the bend at the end of corridor led to an exit. Wow was I wrong about that!

I rounded the corner and was absolutely stopped in my tracks by what greeted me. There, gleaming in the glow of a bright overhead spotlight providing the only light in the darkened room was a giant golden cock. It was mounted on a tubular iron stand situated in the middle of the room immediately below the spotlight. The stand was a couple feet tall and at the top had a small black iron cord sort of thing that rose up from the stand to connect into the back of the big golden balls hanging down from the cock and creating the impression that the cock was suspended in mid air. It was positioned at the height it would be if connected to a reasonably tall man and pointed to my left so that I could immediately see its full length and the heft of the balls hanging off it.

I was completely mesmerized by it. Aside from the fact that it was a brilliant gold colour, it was incredibly life-like. It was about eight inches long and fully erect and appeared to curve slightly upward in a way that reminded me of how much I like cocks that curve up and really rub my G-spot as they pound in and out of my pussy when I am lying on my back or taking it doggy style. Along the top I could see a huge thick vein and if it had started actually throbbing in front of my very eyes I don't think I would have been surprised as it just looked so real. The head was a massive mushroom shape and as I drew closer I could see the wrinkly traces of foreskin gently embracing it. At the tip, it gently curved down into the hole that I almost expected to see cum leaking out of. I turned my gaze from it to the balls hanging down at the base and marvelled at how they hung down so far and looked wrinkle filled and real.

I finally managed to get my feet moving and drew closer and as I did, I noticed a small placard on the wall to my write that was initially hidden from view before I fully stepped into the room. A small wall lamp illuminated a short text in Spanish and English. "The Golden Cock" it read. Artist Maria, Subject Miguel. Please feel free to touch or rub the sculpture as much as you would like but please do not put it in any part of your body. I got a good laugh out of that line as I could already easily see myself getting down on my knees to suck it or lifting my skirt up, whipping my panties down and bending over to back on to it so I could fuck myself with it. My already wet pussy began to literally throb at the thought of doing so and I knew I could make myself cum in no time flat with just the slightest touches on it.

As I turned back toward the cock I instinctively took it in my hand and started to stroke its length. To my surprise it was actually warm to the touch and I realized that the sculptor must have run a small wire down the middle of it to gently heat it. With my other hand I began to massage the balls and even though they were hard and brassy to the touch, I could easily imagine giving a man owning this beautiful set the hand job of his life. I walked around behind it casting my eye down its length as I continued to stroke it. My hand dwelled on the mushroom head, stroking gently on its edges and massaging the super sensitive spot just underneath the tip in a way that I know drives men crazy. I started to moan in spite of myself and decided right then that getting caught be damned, I needed to finger myself to orgasm right there and then.

I was just pulling my skirt up with one hand to allow other hand access to my clit when I got the shock of my life. In the back corner of the room, a door I had not noticed in the dark opened and out stepped Miguel, my professor from class earlier today. I pulled my hands away from the cock and from my pussy like they had been electrocuted and looked at him in stunned disbelief as he stepped in to the light. With a huge smile on his face, he looked me in the eye and said: "hi there Kendra, how do you like my cock?"

It was the proverbial "you could have knocked me over with a feather" moment as I looked at him in stunned disbelief. Clearly enjoying my shock he continued into the room to draw closer to me. "Please don't let me interrupt, I can see you were about to take care of yourself and don't mind me if you want to give your pussy some relief. Or if you would like some help it would be my pleasure to be of service as well" he said with a huge grin.

I wish I could say I came back right away with some witty and clever retort but all I could muster was choking out "this is your cock?" as I looked at him with amazement.

"Yep, it is an exact replica of it made from a mold that took us ages to figure out how to make."

In spite of my intensely aroused state and my shock at seeing Miguel, for part of me that was an "Ah Ah moment" as I realized that it was made from a mold of some kind and not hand sculpted in some way. The art student in me took over for a moment. "How the hell did you make a mold this real and precise?" I asked him as any good student would.

"Well, it was a ton of trial and error I have to say. The first challenge was that Maria the sculptor, and I wanted to make a realistic piece to go with this display and didn't think a limp cock would do it. So we needed to work with a hard one. We thought about getting a male model to come help us so we could work on it together but for a bunch of reasons that didn't really work out so we decided to use mine."

"That makes sense" I replied "but it still doesn't tell me how you made it." As I spoke my hand was almost sub-consciously drifting back over to the cock and slowly starting to caress it a bit. I could see Miguel's eyes shifting to my hand as I moved it along the shaft and as I looked down to his crotch, I was becoming pretty sure that the real cock was moving to the same status as the model one. The bulge was pretty hard to miss!

"Well, in the studio I would strip down in the afternoons after class and watch a bit of porn and stroke my cock a fair bit to get myself hard while we mixed up different types of cast molding. We needed something that would dry quickly but not stick to my cock. And it needed to be strong enough to hold the modelling clay we were going to put into it once it was ready but not so strong that it would not lose any of the details of my foreskin or that big vein down the middle you can feel with you hand there" he said as he gestured toward me.

I was kind of recovering from my shock now and was ready to start re-balancing the dynamic between us a bit. "Yes, I can feel your foreskin right here as you say" I told him with the hint of a taunting grin on my face. "And you have really captured the wrinkly texture of your ball saggy sac quite well. I think I can even feel the outline of a few hairs right here underneath the cock where most men I have fucked like me to touch them."

At this little remark, I could see him shifting to re-position his obviously hard cock. "Yes, well after experimenting a lot on my fingers and my arm, we finally got the mixture right. So then we made a little box type structure to hold the casting material in and once my cock was good and hard, I lowered myself into it for the mixture to fully coat it all. That worked pretty well but the next problem was that in the five minutes or so needed for the mold to dry, my cock would start to deflate a bit and the mold kind of clung to it differently in different spots and really didn't produce a good looking replica. Even though I found the whole thing a bit arousing, I just couldn't stay hard with this goop on my cock and no ability to touch myself. I kept the porn videos going but I would still wilt a bit."

"So, how did you solve this epic problem" I asked as I made eye contact with him while fully grasping the golden balls and squeezing them and massaging them as he watched.

"It was Maria who saved the day. We are not a couple and don't fuck but she knows how much I love pussy. So, one day when we were trying it all again and had my cock all coated up, she turned her back to me, bent over and whipped her yoga pants down. I already knew she has a great ass and I hugely enjoyed having it revealed to me but the way she bent over fully exposed her pussy to me as well which was an eye opener to put it mildly. She had obviously thought her plan out well as she turned back toward me and lounged back into a chair I realized she had carefully positioned before hand. It had big arms on it and she hooked her legs over them so her pussy was spread wide open for me to gaze into. The experience was obviously a turn on for her and even from a couple feet away, I could see her pussy lips were glistening with her wetness. Looking right at me, she quickly shoved the middle two fingers of one hand into her hole and started an in and out motion with them. After she was sure I had a good view of that, she used her other hand to start rubbing her clit. Every now and then, she would move both hands away and grab and spread her ass cheeks so I could see her asshole and so that it pulled her pussy wide open for me to gaze into. It all made me so fucking hard I thought I would explode. It really got to her as well and before long she had a crashing mega-orgasm right before my eyes."

As he told me all this, I could see how aroused he was getting and how hard his cock had obviously become. For my part, my pussy was now as wet as could be and I was sure that my nipples were about to cut holes right through the lacy bra I was wearing and through my T-shirt. "Well that is really quite innovative of you both" I laughed as I moved my hand out to the tip and began to make sort of zoom in zoom out motions with my fingers over the cockhead. "I guess after all that it was just a matter of filling the mold with clay, knocking the mold off and painting it up this golden colour to mount it like this."

"There was a bit more to it than that actually" he replied with an artist's pride "but yes, that was how we got to creating what you have in your hand right now."

By now I knew there was no way I could leave here without experiencing the real cock and having it in my mouth and in my pussy. Any time a man seems to just expect that I will suck his cock or even worse, tries to push me into doing so, I just end things and walk away. Fortunately, I have only had that happen a couple of times as my judgement on men is usually pretty good. But other than circumstances like that, I love sucking cock. I love getting on my knees and taking a cock out of a man's pants, seeing how it looks and feels, seeing the man's eyes light up as I look him over and I love the feel of it in my mouth, feeling it get harder as I bob up and down on it and how it responds.

I had all that in mind as I took a couple of steps toward him and then without ever breaking eye contact, sunk down to my knees before him. "I think at this point, we could both agree that it is time for the real thing to appear" I chuckled as I rubbed his crotch with my hand. I could tell he was already hard as a rock but just to give him a little more of a tease, I leaned back and whipped my T-Shirt off. I have pretty good size boobs and men, and women too for that matter, that I have been with have always loved them. I thought of taking of my bra too but instead reached in and pulled my boobs out of it so that the bra just held them up and squeezed them together for his viewing pleasure. I heard him catch his breath as he stared at them with pure lust as I hoped he would. The feel of his eyes on me like that went straight to my pussy and I was beginning to think I might even cum without even touching it.

I reached over and undid his zipper, his belt and his pants button. I reached up to his waistline and got a good grip on his pants and yanked them down to his knees in one strong jerk. Even though I was fully expecting it, his massive cock sprang out and up so fast that it bonked me in the face in a way that made me laugh. "Let's get these fully off" I instructed as I helped him step out of his shoes and then his pants. I wanted no interference with my enjoyment of this cock and didn't want him unbalanced or anything.

I leaned in toward it, grabbed it in my fist and rubbed it along my face and briefly across my lips. I rose up on my knees and pushed my tits against it, rubbing it on my nipples and briefly titty fucking him before I put my mouth on it. I could see and feel that he was loving that bit of teasing but was also desperate for me to suck on it.

Even then, I had already made up my mind that this was not going to be a one-off fuck in the museum and that I would be returning to this cock many times over the rest of my summer study period. So I knew that the slow gentle sensual blow job experience could come later. This time, after this little tease, I just dove down on his cock. I took it fully into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it and feeling it fill me. I ran my tongue around the head repeatedly and reached up to grip his balls with one hand and his shaft with the other. After a minute of my hands and mouth on him, I let go with my hands and just concentrated on having him fuck my throat. I was in full abandon mode and even though I have never been a deep throat kind of girl, I took it right to the back of my throat and encased almost all of him in my mouth. I could feel his balls contracting in my hands and decided that I would make him cum in my mouth.

I was pretty sure given his age and fitness, that his cock would be hard enough to fuck me properly even after cumming in my mouth. I reached my hands down to my pussy, pushing my dress and panties aside with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. I could feel the swelling of his cock before cumming and knew we would hit orgasm at the same time. As he was about to cum I could feel him pull back a bit, obviously a bit unsure about where to dump his load. I took my mouth off him only long enough to call out "cum in my mouth" before renewing my efforts. And cum he did. Great huge gushes of it that filled my mouth. I came at the same time, and almost fell away from cock as I did so. But I squeezed every last drop out of him, swishing it around in my mouth before swallowing it all down.

I looked up with him as a licked him from balls to tip. "How did that feel professor?" I whispered with a smile.

"My god Kendra, that was incredible" he replied as he sank to his knees before me. His cock was only a tiny bit softer than before and I enjoyed watching it pulsing before me as I felt my orgasm subside. My pussy was still on fire and I knew I needed him to fuck me but we each took a minute to catch our breath. But before long, his hands shifted to my tits. He reached around behind me and unhooked my bra allowing them to spill loose into his hands. It was clear that his university professor job didn't keep him from working with his hands as they felt callused and delightfully rough as he traced them along the sides of my tits before coming to squeeze my rock hard nipples between his fingers. He leaned over to caress each of them with his tongue, flicking them lightly before taking one and then the other deep into his mouth. As he shifted his position it was easy for me to lean into him and reach down between his legs to grab his cock once more. I marvelled yet again at his size, the girth and the just general meatieness of it as I traced my fingers along it while enjoying the sensations coursing through my tits.

I recalled his story about Maria turning her back to him to unveil her ass and her pussy before coming back around to spread herself for him. With that in mind, I pulled my tits from his mouth and rose up to my feet and enjoyed looking down at the quizzical expression on his upturned face as he looked up at me. "Remember Maria?" I asked him. I didn't wait for an answer as I turned my back to him, reached around behind me and undid the zipper at the back of my skirt. After a summer of lifeguarding and a lot of running I was still in pretty good shape and could bend over a long way with ease. I spread my feet apart and bent nearly double so that my tits hung down for him to view between my legs and I smiled as I watched him turn toward them. I reached up and undid the zipper of my skirt and slowly pulled it down so that my ass was revealed for him. I had a tiny pink thong on today but didn't want him focussed on that and pulled it off at the same time.

I knew that his face was now about 12 inches from my ass and I spread my feet further apart to stretch my pussy open for him. I leaned back toward him to jam it right into his face and delighted in the feel of his beard rubbing my butt cheeks and the warm moistness of his tongue slipping inside my pussy lips. To my great delight, he surprised me by running his tongue up along my taint and licking my asshole, something I have always loved. I knew I was going to come again almost right away.

But I wanted him to watch me come and I wanted to see his face buried into my mound so I turned around so my pussy was facing him and pulled him into me. I ground my pussy against his mouth, bucking up and down so that his tongue was in my vagina and then on my clit and then all the way down to my asshole and back again. I pulled his hair as I cried out his name and then shifted my hands to either side of his head and jammed it against me as I came in gushes all over his face. My legs shook and I could see the goose bumps forming all over my tits and my nipples swelling even more as it took over me. His strong hands and arms reached up to grip my thighs and my ass to hold me as I shook and shuddered with the power of the orgasm he gave me. And then just as he did when his cock exploded into my mouth, I sagged down to the floor beside him.

"How did that feel student" he whispered with a smile as he drew me close to him to snuggle me in as I recovered. "Your pussy tastes soooo good" he told me as he nuzzled in against me. The smell of him was intoxicating, the taste of his cum still fresh on my breath, the feel of his body against me all combining to make me want him to fuck with that big cock of his. With another smile, I reached over to the golden cock with one hand and down to its flesh inspiration and began to gently stroke them both in time with each other. "I want the real one inside me now" I told him. I absolutely didn't care how, in what position or what way, I wanted that cock in me. I was happy to lead or to follow his lead, I just wanted the cock in me.

In what was obviously a meeting of the minds, I lay back on the floor as he gently pushed me that way anyway and lowered me down with his hands under my back. He reached over to grab our clothes that were strewn around the place, bunched them together and put them under my head. It gave me the support for my head we both knew I wanted so I could see his cock enter me. He leaned back from me and took it in one hand while he rubbed my clit with his thumb of the other. I reached for his cock myself but he brushed my hands and pushed them up to my tits which I pushed together for him to view as I rolled my nipples in my hand. He used his cock to tease my clit, he dropped it down to tease my asshole and I made a mental note to make sure he assfucked me sometime in the future and then he ran it up and down my swollen lips. I know he was trying to tease me and engage in foreplay which I appreciated but by this point, I really just wanted him to fuck me. He obviously came to the same conclusion and could not stand the wait any longer.

He was not like some teenager and did not just plow into me. Like any caring man, he wanted to make sure I was not too tight or dry and that pushing into me would hurt at all. He needn't have worried. I was as wet as could be and as his cockhead nestled at my opening, I thrust my hips up to greet him and practically swallow his cock with my hungry pussy. He needed no further encouragement and plunged right down balls deep into me. I held himself with his cock fully inside me, all eight or more inches of it. our pelvic bones met as his cock filled me and I could feel it pushing up against my cervix. Normally when I am fucking a man I want it to be an equal give and take pleasure exchange with neither of us really in command or control for any great length of time. But with Miguel that day I felt strangely passive once I had what I thought of as the great golden cock in me. It felt so wonderful, I was so fully stretched out, my vagina's lips so engaged and my clit fully swollen and pushed up by this beautiful tool. I felt like I could just lie there forever or that he could fuck my brains out or anything in between. I was fine with it all.

But he wasn't! He pulled part way out and then started to stroke his cock in and out of me in an incredibly satisfying rhythm. His bushy pubes kept rubbing my clit as he drove down into me. I moved my hands down to hold his ass and loved the flex of it as he pounded me. I started to just moan and call his name and my ass started to writhe against the floor as I altered the angle of my hips slightly so that his cock would hit right on the part of my pussy that I wanted it too. For his part, he moved his hips like a ballet dancer, entering me at different angles, different speeds and with different force with almost every stroke. It felt unimaginably good and I knew I was about to cum in no time. He could obviously feel my pussy clenching up for orgasm and slowed his pace ever so slightly to allow me my pussy walls to really grip his cock and to convulse around it as my orgasm spasmed through me. I could feel it exploding in my pussy, tightening all through my ass, clenching up my tummy muscles and turning my nipples into little points of steel.

He gave me a few seconds to come down and then with a grin, looked at me and said "you are not done cumming yet Kendra" as he slid that beautiful cock into right up to the hilt again. But this time as started pulling out before another downstroke he took his cock right out of me. I nearly sobbed when he did but then laughed and whimpered in pleasure when he used his hands to tap the head of it on my clit several times. Coming right after my orgasm, it set me off toward another one right away.

I expected him to slide it back into me and pushed my hips up to greet him but instead he pulled back a bit and looked at me with another big smile. "Do you like getting fucked doggy style Kendra? If so, turn over and I will fuck you hard that way and have a little surprise for you while I am at it."

I've always found the idea of having a "favorite" sex position a little crazy; I just like sex no matter what. But I have to say I do especially enjoy doggy if I am not really looking for slow loving sensual sex. Though doggy can be too. But I love having the feeling of a cock just pounding my pussy and not having to worry at all about how its owner looks, whether his face looks happy or sad or whatever or whether or not I have my pussy at the right angle or whether my tits are bouncing strangely or whatever. And with a guy with a well hung set of balls, I love the feel of them slapping up against my clit in a way that doesn't happen when I am on my back or riding a man. So I was more than happy to get fucked that way and nodded eager agreement to him.

Keeping my head turned over my shoulder toward him so I could see his facial reaction to my pussy being presented for fucking, I waited for him to shove it back in me. I could briefly see his huge cockhead as he pushed it up against me and felt it nudging into me gently as had before prior to starting his heavy banging. But this time, he drove into me hard and kept his cock fully buried in me. He used his chin to put to the space ahead of me and said, in a voice filled with lust and pleasure as he ground his cock and balls against my ass and my sopping wet pussy, "look over there for my surprise."

In a day that had already been full of surprises, I got the shock of the day as I looked up to see a woman about my age, just on the edge of the spotlight over the golden cock. She was propped against a chair of some kind that I could not see properly in the shadows. I could fully make out her face and the fact that she was wearing a white cotton top that barely covered a pair of tits that were at least as big as mine if not bigger and with nipples that looked about to rip right through the shirt.

But far more stunning was the fact that she was naked from her belly button down. Her knees were drawn up and spread wide apart such that her pussy was spread wide about eighteen inches from my face. She had the middle fingers of one hand shoved up insider and other one rubbing her clit. She pulled both hands up and gave me a sort of shy and sheepish looking high five wave which left her pussy wide open and wetly gaping at me. Not that I needed anything to turn me on even more at this point but that sure did and I found myself leaning forward to try to lick her.

"This is Maria" I heard Miguel tell me from behind. "She joined us a few minutes ago, I hope that is okay" he said with a tinge of nervousness in his voice.

"Of course it is okay. More than okay. Its totally hot. Now get that damn cock back inside me and fuck me properly. Maria, if you want your pussy licked bring it over here, if you want to just watch and finger yourself that is fine too. Now fuck me hard Miguel!"

If either of them were shocked or offended by my bossiness they sure didn't show it. Miguel started driving into me hard. Maria obviously felt more like watching than participating and shoved her fingers back inside her cunt while strumming her clit with the other hand. That was fine by me as I just concentrated on getting fucked. I could feel another orgasm building and could sense the same for Miguel as the base of his cock seemed to swell inside me and his balls obviously got tighter and didn't swing up against my clit as much.

As it came over me, I couldn't help yelling out. Miguellllllll.... I am cummmming" I screamed at him. I started to shake and shudder as it took over my whole body again, my tits swinging in the air with each of his thrusts felt like they were on fire. My ass muscles clenched his cock so hard I wondered if he would worry I was trying to crush it.

Maria had been pretty quiet until then but suddenly I heard her cry out "me too Miguelllll" and I could see her starting to buck and squirm on her hand as her climax took her.

I almost started to cry as I felt Miguel pull out of me and was just turning to wonder why he was being so cruel when I felt hot wet cum splashing down all over my ass and my back and knew had been afraid to cum in my. I laughed to myself as I collapsed on the floor loving the feeling of the last of his cum raining down on me. The floor felt cool against my heaving tits and my hot wet pussy and it was kind a nice way to come down from the mega high Miguel and his cock had given me.

I thought we were all sort of just crashing there to recover until I noted Maria up on her hands and knees crawling over to me. She moved past my head and at first I thought she was going to kiss Miguel. But then I felt her tongue on my ass and my lower back and realized she was slurping his cum off me. A few seconds later she appeared by my head and gently rolled me over on to my back and moved her mouth to mine. She dropped Miguel's still hot cum into my mouth for me to swallow which I did with pleasure. She put her mouth to mine and we enjoyed an incredibly sensuous cum filled kiss before she suddenly stood up and head to back to the shadows.

I looked up at her from the floor as she pulled up the pair of shorts she had discarded, and gave me a quick look. "Nice to meet you miss. I hope to see you again sometime" she said as she slipped into the dark toward the door I had not seen at first.

"Me too" I called out to her fading back.

Miguel stretched out beside me and looked into my eyes with an expression of deep satisfaction. "That was incredible" he said to me. "But the gallery is closing and we have to go."

I could feel the remaining cum that Maria had missed drying on my back and figured my pussy was finally starting to stop gushing enough that I could get dressed and walk home without looking a complete mess. I quickly collected my clothes but just stuffed my bra into my bag instead of putting it back on. I have big firm tits that don't wobble all over the place but sure don't stay still either and I knew that going braless would attract looks for sure. Given the way I felt right now, so sexy and wild, I wanted those eyes on me and figured I would also enjoy the feel of the cotton directly on my nipples as I made my way home.

"Thanks for the beautiful art experience professor. See you in class tomorrow" I laughed over my shoulder as I watched him getting dressed.

"Yes indeed Kendra" he laughed. "In class tomorrow. And then who knows where else after that!"

The End.