One - Mopping Up
Kim bent over to pick up her clothing. She put on her denim shorts and cotton blouse. She pulled on her socks and work boots. Her panties and bra were stuffed into her knapsack, "I don't think I'm going to need these."
A strange and unusual feeling seemed to course through Kim's body. It was as if she was hungry; it was as if she was starving. But her hunger was not for food. Her pussy was wet and tingly. Her nipples were hard and tender. As she walked up the stairs, her nipples rubbed against the stiff fabric of her blouse. Shivers rocked her body.
She reached the first floor of the seemingly deserted building. As she moved toward the back door, Kim heard soft whistling from the Egyptian gallery. She moved to investigate. In the corner of the room, just behind the replica of an Egyptian temple, a young man was mopping the floor. Kim recognized him as a senior in the Anthro program. "Carl, yes it was Carl something," Kim thought. He was doing some work-study for his tuition.
"Carl," Kim called seductively, "will you come here? I have something to show you."
Carl looked up from his mopping just in time to see the young woman enter the model of the Egyptian Temple. He recognized her from some Graduate classes. He dropped his mop and followed the girl.
Carl climbed the three steps and turned the corner into the temple. He stopped. He gasped. His mouth opened wide but voiceless. The young, blonde grad student lay across the stone tomb in the center of the temple. She was naked.
"Carl, come here. I want you," she sighed. It was campy and corny, but it worked.
Carl's heart skipped. The girl was beautiful. In a flash he was beside her. The girl's hands captured his head and directed him down, over her firm breasts toward the light patch of blonde fuzz between her legs. Before he knew what was happening, Carl was licking and slurping up and down the girl's wet pussy. His tongue pushed deep into her pussy and then, as she directed, it lashed against her swollen knob of a clit. The girl shuttered, sighed deeply, and dropped down onto the tomb. "Fuck me, now," she panted.
Carl pulled his mouth away from the girl's pussy, undid his belt and zipper, pulled down his pants, and climbed up onto the tomb between the young woman's legs. His hard cock slipped into her pussy easily. Wordlessly, he began fucking.
"Oh, yes, good!" the woman moaned. "Nice and hard, oh, yes, fuck me good."
Carl pounded down hard. He couldn't believe this was happening. The young woman kept panting, grabbing his ass, and encouraging him to fuck harder and faster. Carl complied. After several minutes of hard, frantic fucking, Carl moaned and grunted. He drove his cock down hard. Hot cum exploded out of his shaft, filling the young woman's pussy and spilling out onto the stone tomb. Carl dropped down onto the girl.
After several minutes of sighs, short pants, and contented moans, Kim slipped out from under Carl's body. "Thanks, Carl, that was nice."
The young woman pulled on her shorts and blouse and headed for the back door of the museum.
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