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-Edit: Replaced "Poseidon" with "Neptune" to stay true to Spongebob canon.
Squidward jolted awake, covered in sweat and shaking. Another bad dream of the hash ringing… the dash dinging… the trash bringing… the HASH SLINGING SLASHER. He grabbed a towel to dry himself, then headed towards the kitchen. After grabbing a glass of water, Squidward sat silent in the darkness of his living room. The events of yesterday were like a typhoon in his mind and his feelings gave rise to new hopes and doubts. I haven't had a great moment like that in a long time… but is it the right thing to do? Should I seriously pursue this? Should I distance myself? Squidward contemplated the situation until the sun rose. Squidward's doubts told him to not go after Mrs. Puff, but he still needed his license. So, he decided he'll tread the waters lightly. He'd go into class later that day for the lesson and nothing else.
After completing his morning routine and getting breakfast, Squidward hopped on his bike and headed to the boating school. Thoughts flooded his head as to what he would say when he entered. Maybe I should say something like "Hey Mrs. Puff, sorry for busting a nut all over you. All good?"... But maybe not. Before he knew it, he was already at the boating school. Well, I'm sure I can think of something on the fly. Squidward braced himself before entering the classroom, dreading the impending awkwardness. Upon entering the classroom, he noticed Mrs. Puff was the only one inside again. She quickly glanced up with a warm smile, and said "Hello, Squidward. Please take a seat and we can get the lesson started." Well that was easy. Without saying a word he sat down and got ready for the lesson. It was gnawing at Squidward that she didn't even say anything about their situation. What is with this woman? Maybe she totally regrets it, but I'd rather her tell me that then to leave me guessing like this! "Excuse me, Squidward, are you okay?" Mrs. Puff asked. Squidward snapped out of stupor and responded "U-uh yeah I'm fine…" Mrs. Puff awkwardly continued with the lesson and Squidward tried his best to stay focused. It was hard for him though, as he kept looking at her bulbous butt and thinking of how he'd like to puff Mrs. Puff with his semen.
The lesson had ended and Squidward scrambled to gather his things. As he stood up out of his seat, Mrs. Puff pushed him back down and asked "Where do you think you're going?" Squidward began to tremble and sweat profusely. "I-I was just about to leave. D-Did you need something?" Mrs. Puff traced her fins gently all the way down to his crotch and caressed it almost as if it was a treasure not to be mishandled. "Well, I just thought we could… extend not only this lesson, but your… massive member as well."
Squidward felt as if he was about to burst. "A-Are you okay with this? I didn't think you'd want to- AH!" Mrs. Puff firmly grasped Squidward's throbbing cock, "That's for not making the first move," she said. She let her grip go, allowing Squidward to breathe a sigh of relief. What is this crazy WHORE doing to me?! …. But I actually kind of liked it… Squidward was giving off a slight smirk, veining up. "Ohhh you're kind of a kinky squid aren't you?" Mrs. Puff said, getting down to her knees and caressing Squidward's penis. It'd been a while since it was touched liked this… well, at least by a woman.
Eight minutes had passed and Squidward felt the pressure building, calming himself before climax. No I can't. The handjob felt so good that he closed his eyes, doing his best to relax. "Hey, why aren't you paying any attention to me?" Mrs. Puff pouted. Squidward jolted his head up, "N-No, it's not like that! You're just doing such a good job it's hard trying to contain this nut!" he exclaimed. "Well that doesn't mean you have to close your eyes and take a nap." she said in her most sultry voice. "Guess I have switch things up now, huh?" and without missing a beat, Mrs. Puff's mouth began to engulf Squidwards 11.7 inch cock. Ho...ly...shit.
Squidward had never been deep throated in his life, his massive cock was just too much to handle for most women. However, Mrs. Puff made it look easier than Spongebob making a krabby patty. Squidward moaned at the sensation and squeezed his eyes shut. All he could hear was a grapefruit like noise and all he could feel was the tight insides of Mrs. Puff's throat. Dear Neptune, this is epic, he thought. The sinful vixen was going to town on his penis but was not coming up to breathe at all. Squidward began to worry. I hope she doesn't suffocate on my 11.7 inch wee wee… After another minute or so of slurping on his cock, Mrs. Puff rose up to take a breather. Within seconds she was back to giving him the sloppy toppy. This woman is relentless! It's like she's trying to make me bust all my eggnog up in her noggin!
After a while, it was hard for Squidward to contain his orgasm. He could feel her slobber flowing from her throat and down his cock to his balls and then drip to the wooden floor. He loved the way she twirled her tongue around the head of his dick and she knew it. As Squidward was nearing orgasm, she started giving him the ol' "two hand twist with the head succ" and he nearly fainted. The way she worked her hands was award winning. Then, to finish it all off, she licked all around the base of his head and gave Squidward no choice but to ejaculate into the back of her throat. Squidward thought that was the end of the blowjob… but boy, was he wrong.
She. Kept. On. Sucking. HOLY SHIT! SHE'S STILL SUCCING ME OFF!
The way she continued to succ him off was ungodly. She was like a predator devouring its prey, making sure to get every last bit of meat and semen. She made sure to succ him clean and dry. "My my Squidward, you had so much built up. I take it that means you had a good time?" she said, breathing as if she just ran a marathon. Squidward could see a wild look in her eyes, almost as if she was dick crazed. "Mrs. Puff, that was absolutely the best blowjob I have ever received. I can't believe you were able to take all of it in…" Squidward gasped, trying to catch his breath. Mrs. Puff went to grab a towel to wipe herself off. She handed Squidward one as well, to clean up the floor that was covered in dick slobber.
Squidward didn't know what to say. Now he knew he wanted this to be more than a booty call. As he was packing his things, Mrs. Puff approached him. "Um, Squidward," she said shyly. "I was wondering… maybe… you'd like to-" Squidward interrupted her, dashing her coyness. "Mrs. Puff, if you would give me the honor, please let me take you to dinner tomorrow." he proposed. Mrs. Puff gave off a huge smile and said, "Yes, that'd be lovely." Squidward was ecstatic. "That's great! I-I mean, ahem, that's quite good to hear. I'll call you later with the details." With that, Squidward departed from the boating school as giddy as someone who just got their balls drained.
When Squidward got home, he immediately called one of the fanciest restaurants in Bikini Bottom and got a reservation. Luckily, he knew the owner who was a big fan of Squidward's conducting at the Bubble Bowl. Squidward called up Mrs. Puff and told her of their reservations the next day at 7 p.m. Squidward decided to keep the restaurant name a secret, knowing she would like the surprise. Having too much excitement in him, Squidward cleaned his entire house and even got his suit dry cleaned. When he started getting ready for bed, Squidward could still feel the butterflies in his stomach and knew he was in trouble. This woman is really gonna make me fall in love with her huh.