The Life Guard
- Epilogue
It was pitch black outside and Melissa had to squint to make out the time on red LED alarm clock by the bed. Five am. She had slept for about two hours. Matt lay beside her, his arms draped across her stomach. Since the session in the shower they had returned to bed and fucked twice more in different positions, with her coming quickly each time. After only a very short recovery period, Matt had come to her again for a third effort, but she had pushed him gently away on this occasion, for she was by now totally exhausted, a spent force. Instead, she had placated his needs with a delicate blowjob which he accepted without any argument. As before, she had withdrawn at the last moment this time finishing him off with her hand, allowing him to come spectacularly on her breasts. Where he stored it all she had no idea. Together they had rubbed the pearly white drops into her nipples and belly button. That seemed to be enough for him too and he had fallen into a deep, contented sleep. Mindful of the fact that Matt would have lectures in a matter of hours and needed to get back to Leeds, she prodded him gently so as to wake him. He stirred, a peaceful look on his face. Eyes still closed, he traced his hand downwards towards her muff and began to massage her gently. Melissa felt the sensations start to well again but tempted as she was, quickly took his hand away.
“No more lover,” she mumoured, “You have to go now.”
Suddenly he realised the urgency of the situation, “My god you’re right. I’ve got a prac at nine o’clock.”
He sprang from the bed and made for the bathroom. Melissa heard the sound of running water and a couple of minutes later he emerged, wrapped in one of the hotel towels. He looked amazing, his stomach muscles taught and defined from the night’s exertions. Melissa ached for him again and wanted nothing more than to whip the towel away from him and take that beautiful cock of his between her lips once more. But there were more important things.
“How are you going to get back?” she asked as he dressed.
“It’s okay,” he said, “I’ve got my car. I’ll just have to survive the day with that old doctor’s stand by, a packet of pro plus washed down with double espresso.”
“You’ll be fine.”
Soon he was ready. He sat by the bed and ran a hand through her hair. He leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.
“I don’t know what to say. I guess I’ll never see you again.”
Melissa shook her head and reached for a pen and some paper sitting by the bed. “Don’t be so ridiculous. Here’s my mobile. Come to London sometime and call me. I’ll show you the bright lights.”
Matt took the slip of paper and considered it. “I’ll see if I can make it.” With that he was gone, leaving Melissa all alone again.
She sat in the silence of the room for a moment, recalling the glorious events of the last eight hours.
“Am I in love?” she said quietly, “I don’t know. I just don’t know.”
After a couple of hours of snatched sleep Melissa rose herself to pack her things.. Once finished she took a brisk shower, dressed and then vacated the room. She took a light breakfast and waited for Tony. He arrived just in time to miss breakfast by two minutes. He looked slightly disheveled and had dark rings around his eyes. Melissa could smell the booze on his breath.
“Heavy night?” she queried?
Tony looked at her for a moment.
“Can I have some of your coffee?” he asked weakly.
Melissa obliged.
Breakfast over with, they settled up their bill and headed for the car. As they were loading up Melissa studied the rather pitiful condition of her colleague and said, “I reckon it best if I drove. Don’t you?”
By way of an answer Tony handed her the keys.
They travelled in silence for a while before Tony finally said something,
“I didn’t mean what I said last night. You’ve done really well this weekend. You were a credit to the company. It won’t go unmentioned back at head office.”
“Ah, forget about it Tony.”
“So you’re not mad about those things I said?”
“No.”
“Well that’s one thing. And at least we’re getting out of this god forsaken place and back into the real world.”
“Its no so bad round here. In fact…,” Melissa paused for a moment, “In fact, I’m thinking of going back to that hotel for sometime, you know like a weekend break.”
“Don’t make me laugh. You ? Little Miss London? I thought you hated the north.”
“Its not so bad. I believe the phrase is its growing on me.”
Tony look at her for a moment, puzzled.
“Rather you than me.” he shrugged and closed his eyes. Melissa reclined the seat a little and concentrated on the road. They had a lot of miles to cover.
History
When we first got married, the sex was great. Kris surprised me with her carnal knowledge. The way she would dance her tongue around in your mouth or the effortlessness with which she took to power strokes. But make no mistake I was the master, I could ride her like a surfer on an endless wave. I knew what buttons to touch and when to move on to another part of her gorgeous body. At least that is what I thought then.
Things changed. One night we were making love/screwing/fucking and I was in heaven. I was driving myself into her, sweating and holding back the urge to ejaculate - which by the way was getting increasingly harder to do - when out of nowhere she reaches down and with her index finger starts pounding on her clitoris. Her eyes held steady onto mine and the look in her face was filled with confidence and a touch of arrogance. As she increased her finger motions, I felt her clit begin to swell, until it was actually crawling up my cock. I was stunned, she looked calm and self -assured. I started to moan, because the sensation was to much. “Fuck” I muttered. She smiled at me asked if me if I was enjoying it. And then I came and came and came. I was finished, exhausted and flacid. But Kris was not finished. She gently forced my head between her thighs and whispered for me to “lick her”. What a change. And even though I was tired, I couldn’t resist. Her brown thighs were spreading and the smell of her hormones made me crazy. You know some people just have that fuck power. I was only starting to realize that my wife was one of them. I timidly ran my tongue around her swollen and wet vagina. She used her fingers to open herself up and used her other hand to guide my head to her clitoris. Fuck, it was huge. Until that day, I had only thought of men as being well endowed or not, but I now realize that women are the same. If you don’t believe check the internet. And my wife was the stud of clitoris sizes. I could actually suck her into my mouth. Amazing how some people get everything; good looks, fuck power, and sexual endowment. As I licked her I began to realize something else, she had amazing fuck stamina and muscle control. She was able to cum when she wanted. I could feel her using her pelvic muscles to take her to the edge and then hold back. When she finally decided to cum, it was volcanic. She was lost in her own world, thrashing about the bed like a wild animal. From that night on our sex life took a dramatic turn.
Over the months Kris’s ability in bed grew and grew. She began to realize just how much better she was at fucking than me. It was good to see her confidence grow. But I could not fuck for very long without cumming, she was simply too powerful, too good for my cock. What was amazing was that the idea of her with another man really began to turn me on. I wanted to see two studs fuck, it was a fantasy and one I enjoyed thinking about a lot.
Kris began to spend a lot more time at the gym. She was a personal trainer and she was very good at it. She was always getting way more work than what she wanted. It also meant that she was probably in the best shape of her life. Muscle literally dripped and hung off every corner of her body. I also noticed how she would talk a lot more about some of her clients and their bodies.
It was clear that she had a favorite. His name was Ric and, from what she told me, he was quite something. I soon decided it was time for me to gamble. I turned up at her work one day and made certain that i met Ric. He was younger than I thought, maybe 24. Later I went through her business files and found his phone number. We set up a meeting for coffee. He was a nice guy and after an hour of shooting the shit I realized he would not hurt a fly.
At home we started talking more about him, what a nice guy he was and how his training was going. Kris loved to work with him, because he was making such progress. Then one day Kris came home very strange. She told me that Ric had tried to make a pass at her. I began rubbing her shoulders and asked her to tell me what had happened. She said everything had gone normal, until they were left alone in the gym for some extra help he had asked for. “Every time he passed by me he made a point of rubbing himself along my back side.” she said.
I told her he was young and harmless. She said she was also about to brush it off as just a horny young male, but something else happened. “He was doing his cool down and he asked he to please hold his feet while he did a few crunches. and he got a huge boner.” she said. I laughed.
“So, what is wrong with that?
“Nothing, except he didn’t do anything to hide it, it was like he wanted me to notice.” She giggled
It was then that I could smell her. I looked over her shoulders at her sexy thighs and I realized, she was horny too. “Did you” I asked.
“Did I what?”
“Notice” as I said this i slipped around in front of her got to my knees and began licking her calves and the insides of her thighs. I knew she was wet, I could smell it.
“I did notice” she said.
With that I dove my tongue into her and she began gyrating her self all over me. Her smell and the taste of her me made me crazy. I wanted to lick her forever. Soon her massive clitoris was erect and in my mouth. She squeezed her muscular thighs over my shoulders, grabbed the edges of her chair seat and began fucking my mouth. She had lately learned how to use my tongue to fuck herself. It was incredible to feel her hips, thighs and pelvis move around the tip of my tongue. I wanted to cum.
She heard me moaning and sensed I was bulging and ready to burst. I could feel her relax and slowly she drew my tongue to the base and tip of her clitoris, and then just before she came she stopped and pulled my cock into her. It was tight and deep, like I could push forever. Her clitoris wrapped itself around me like a glove and she used her pelvic muscle to fuck my cock. I threw my head back and moaned like a baby. It felt good and she knew it. Then as if on cue she looked straight at me and said. “I am cuming.” She arched her back, threw her head back and pulled me in. She was in her own world of ecstasy, and she rode and rode every moment of the ride, and the ride went on forever. I could feel her cum shooting past my cock, a puddle forming on the bed sheets. It was 3 to 5 minutes of power cuming, she confirmed her stud status by having the best clitoral orgasm I had ever witnessed. She was good.
With satin cum still leaking out of her, she placed her hands on my hips and pushed and pulled me out of her. I was amazed by her, she was willing to go on fucking to satisfy me. She would endure a little discomfort to make me cum. I felt bad, I wanted her to enjoy it, not to put up with it solely for the purpose of satisfying me. After all, there was no way a women felt like fucking after having an orgasm. With this in mind, I began to slow down my strokes and was preparing to cuddle and hold her to sleep.
“There is more”, she whispered.
“Really”, I replied.
“He was so persistent, showing me his penis and his body, that eventually…”, she paused.
“Eventually what?” I asked.
“I got wet”.
“I could not do anything but sit down, I felt flushed. His persistence really flattered me. Made me feel good. It was then I decided to lock up the gym and to see where this would go.” she stopped.
“Go on” I insisted.
By now my cock was starting to assert itself in her again. She felt it and looked deep within my eyes to search for any pain. If there was any, it was clouded by lust. She knew I was enjoying this. She put her arms behind her head and looked at the ceiling.
“You sure” she asked.
“Sure”, I swallowed.
And so she told me what happened. She sat across the room and slowly spread her legs. She could feel his ears and crotch pick up. He turned towards her - he groaned. She let him crawl to her and lick her. Then she stripped him naked and walked all around him feeling her way along his steel sculpted body. “I’ve done a good job on you, your hard as a rock.” She squeezed her self tight behind him and began rubbing her clitoris on his ass.
She reached around his waist and felt his washboard abs, his thick, long cock. She rubbed it and stroked it until it was like a steel shaft. She wanted him to cum. She pulled him closer and whispered in his ear. “You want to fuck me, don’t you?” He muttered yes. He could barely swallow. She ground her huge, swollen clitoris into his tight ass, rubbed it up and down until she felt the blood rush from her head and her knees began to buckle. Her hand tightened on his cock and she felt it bulge, its huge veins swelling to the point of bursting.
She loved the power. She dug her clit deep into his ass and let the sensations wave throughout her body.
“I am good aren’t I.”
“Yes” he stuttered.
She squeezed hard on his cock and he moaned and bucked, but with such grace and skill that she only felt her clitoris rub even harder on his muscle. His cock suddenly jerked with the force of a fire hose and he unloaded on the wall across the room. Kris wrapped her one leg tight around him and let herself go. She felt her cum pour out of her onto his ass and down his leg. He was still ejaculating, after all he was young and in his prime. She had really fucked him, and that is what she liked the most.
He collapsed to the floor and panted, completely out of energy. She left him there and went to shower. When she came out he was gone.
By now I was coming in my wife again. She smiled and kissed me hard on the lips. We went to sleep in each other’s arms with the scent of love all around us. I loved her and admired her more than ever.
A Foiled Rape
- Part 1
Please note : this story is completely fictional and never try to realize it in life.
When I was senior in high school I went to a graduation party for my class at the home of one of the seniors. I wore shorts . It was a hot humid night so I chose to wear a loose fitting shirt and no bra My bust isn’t very big- 32 B, and even the outlines of my breasts weren’t likely to be visible with the shirt br> Keg beer was on tap and someone smuggled in some bottles of hard stuff which wasn’t allowed. but they sneaked it in anyway. I know there were a couple bottles of vodka and some gin I think. A lot if the kids began spiking their beer with the hard stuff .
I hooked up with a good looking guy in my English class, Ronnie Smith. He got me a mug of beer and we circulated around talking to the others and having a lot of laughs. It was so hot and humid .that everyone got pretty thirsty.I was eating pretzels and chips and that added to my thirst. Ron kept going back refilling my mug . I know the dangers of drinking too much and after Ron got me the third mug of the night I decided I wouldn’t drink anymore regardless of how thirsty I got.
By the time I had finished the third mug I was feeling a bit light headed. I wasn’t staggering around but I was somewhat disoriented. I told Ron I was going home and he said” Don’t go yet. The party’s just starting to swing.”
“No”, I said, “I think I’ve had enough to drink and I feel a little woozy. I started to walk home and Ron said, “Wait, I’ll drive you.”
I thought about it a minute. Ron was a nice guy. He was funny and a good student and kind of sensitive so I said OK. I got into the car and we started out.
On the way he was saying how attractive I was and explained that he couldn’t understand, after four years together in school,that he had never asked me out. After tonight I’ll change that,” he said.
I was flattered. I put my head back on the seat and dozed off. I woke when the car stopped . I looked out and realized we were in the county park.
“This isn’t where I live," I said .
“I thought before you went home you might want to sober up a bit. I know how parents can be."
Made sense at least in my muddled conditin.I slumped down in my seat and we started talking. He took my hand and put it to his lips and kissed it. “You really are a very attractive young lady,” he said .“ You know something. Ever since I first saw you I have wanted to put my lips on yours.”
I began to warm to him.The drinks had made me feel all warm and cuddly “Well, why don’t you," I said.
He leaned over and gave me a kiss“This is kind of awkward, sitting in these bucket seats , he said. “Let’s go sit on the picnic table over there.
We went over and sat on top of the table with our feet on the seat.We talked a few minutes about school. Then he kissed me again and leaned me backward so that my upper body was lying on the table. He continued to kiss me and i began to breath harder and faster. I felt my breasts tighten and my lower body react to his kissing. “You remind me of a poem” he said. “The way your eyes shine and the softness of your hair”
“What poem, " I asked.He started reciting:
“She walks in beauty
Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skied
And all that’s best of dark or bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
I smiled “Lord Byron,” I thought how romantic to be with a guy who compares you to a poem.
“Yes, Byron but it seems to fit you so perfectly”
He kissed he again and then I felt his hand go up under my shirt to my breast.
I sighed. “You shouldn’t do that “ I said.” But it felt good and I seemed to have lost my inhibitions with the alcohol I had ingested .His touch was gentle and I could feel my nipples expanding.
“Maybe not, he said.” But doesn’t it feel good? I sighed. “Here let me take this shirt off you. I like to see what I’m playing with.” He unbuttoned the shirt, I started to protest but he just kept taking it off so I let him. Everything was just feeling so good.What diffeence does it make. Besides every woman likes to show off her boobs.
He kissed me again amd gently messaged my tits and then his hand moved down and he rubbed my stomach and my abdomen. “I squirmed as his hand went back and forth up and down. his touch was so smooth, so exciting’ I just closed my eyes and totally relaxed.
His hand‘s downward movement was stopped by the waistband of my shorts. The waist band was elastic so there were no buttons or zippers.. He began his motion again and now his hand went under the waistband to the top of my pubic hair. When I realized what he was doing I grabbed his hand and pulled it up.
, “That’s low enough.”
Oh, sorry, he said, I guess I got carried away.” Then he started rubbing my abdomen again. It just felt so wonderful and my lower regions felt enflamed. In a bit he kissed me again and slowly started to move his hand down toward the forbidden area again. I couldn’t say anything because his mouth was covering mine in a kiss so I struggled, squirmed and reached for his hand. He was too strong He was under my panties and rubbing my crotch.
I tried to get up but he pushed me down . He quickly pulled my pants and panties off and tossed them on the ground,each one in a different direction. My first reaction was embarrassment. I had never before been naked in front of a man and I tried to cover my crotch with my hands. Then fear set in. Now I realized what was coming. I became frantic. Everytime I tried to get up he pushed me down. I pleaded with him to let me go. I told him I was a virgin and he said that makes it all the better. I said I was afraid I would get pregnant and he just smiled as he held me down with his forearm. I still had my hands over my crotch and he smiled at me and said, “What are you hiding down there?” and he pulled my hands away leaving me totally exposed. I was so ashamed. and started to cry, pleading for him to let me go . “Shut up,bitch “he said “and stop that babbling or I’ll smack you. “ He held up his hand threateningly.
Then he put two fingers into my vagina , moving them in and out. “ Just getting you ready ,
babe but I can tell you already are ready”
I was desperate. I didn’t want this guy whom I hardly knew, to take my virginity away. When it happened I wanted it to be on my terms, the I way had always dreamed it would happen.
I weighted all my chances to escape and there just didn’t seem to be any. Then I remembered what my older brother had told me.I had come home one night from a dance and my shirt was ripped. I told him what had happened and he said, “Ginny, I’m going to tell you what to do if you ever get in that kind of situation again. Then he had told me in graphic detail what to do. He said boys have this weird belief that thir penis is about the greatest thing since sliced bread. They are just so proud of it. Then he told me how to use that perception to my advantage, what to say and what to do. “It might not work, “he had said, but if you’re in a desparate distution it’s worth a try.” I thought about what he had told me and summoned up my courage for my only hope.It would take a bit of acting but it’s worth a shot.
Now I laid back and relaxed. I watched him drop his pants and take out his cock. I had never seen an erect penis and it looked so big. I was sure he would tear me apart if he shoved it in me.
“Tell you what I‘ll do, Babe. “just to show you I’m really a nice guy, If you don’t give me a hard time and let me fuck you in peace I’ll do you a favor. I’ll wear a raincoat so you won’t get pregnant.Ok? Promise to be a good girl?” he asked.
“Yes, “ I said. “I know you don’t mean to hurt me.You just want me to have a good time.” “Well, I see you’re coming around.“He looked at my crotch “I like the way your pussy smiles at me.“he grinned. " Those big red lips just look so happy.”
Then he reached in his pocket and pulled out a packet of rubbers. “There’s four in here. Think we have enough for tonight? ” he laughed.
He took one out of the package and reached down to put it on. Then I said,” Here let me put it on you.”
He was obviously surprised and smiled. “Now you’re getting with the program. You relax and you’re going to love this.” Then he reached out and handed me the codom.
I was still sitting on the picnic table. He was standing and his dick was about even with my chest. I took the rubber and started to put it on him. Then I drew back. “ I‘ll tell you a secret.“I said softly, bashfully. “I‘ve never seen a man‘s erect prick before. Can I look it over, kind of exam it?”.
He laughed. “Sure, Be my guest, But don‘t be too long. My dick is throbbing for action .” I
began playing with it , rubbing it on my cheek and saying things like it’s so hard and so long . It’s a beautiful piece of machinery. All the time I was talking my hands were messaging, squeezing, tickling. I could tell he was enjoying it by the agonized expression on his face. My actions got more intense I rolled it between my two hands, teased the skin on the top and slowly began a back and forth movement that got faster and faster. By now he was mesmerized, his face contorted, his breathing heavy. And then he came. As my brother told me I let his cum splash into me - on my stomach, my chest In a short time his penis shriveled up,went limp. This was my opportunity, my brother had told me. After coming there is a short period of time when the man loses interest in sex - he loses his focus. That is your chance to get away….to be contd
A Foiled Rape
- Epilogue
I got down and picked up my shirt and pants. “Hey, I’m not through with you., he said. Where do you think you are going.>
“Whose going? I have to go to the rest room and wash this stuff off of me.It’s sticky and it smells. You wait here and don’t you dare go away. I’ll be right back.”
“All right,” he said,“But leave your clothes here just in case you get ideas about taking off. And don’t be long. My prick’s getting harder by the second. and it wants to be shoved into you."
“I can hardly wait," I said dropping my clothes as he had told me to. “ Don’t go away.”
“I’ll be right here waiting for your hot pussy, he said.
I rushed off and made like I was going up the road to the rest rooms but when I got out of his sight, I ducked into the bushes , went in a ways and hid behind clumps of bushes and trees. Then I peered out, watching..I had no shirt or pants but I was thankful I still had my shoes. As I thought about what had happened I cam to the realization that he had been spiking my beer with vodka.No way could i have felt the way I did after just three beers. >
After 10 or 15 minutes I heard a loud shout. “Bitch, you fucking bitch“ Then I heard his car start and he drove past me looking for the restrooms. He kept going up and down the road over and over again, stopping now and then to look in the bushes . When I thought he had given up I went back to the area we had been to get my clothes. All I could find were my skimpy panties which he had thrown under the picnic table.I picked them up and they had been torn at the crotch where he had yanked them off. In the dark he must have missed them when he left. I started walking home practically naked. It was a long walk, at least three miles, but it was dark and very few cars came along and those that did were travelling pretty fast.
Finally I reached home. My parents always leave the backdoor unlocked and a light on in the the kitchen whenever I or my brother are out at night. Last one in is supposed to lock up. I sneaked in and thought I could get to my room witout anyone seeing me but when I opened the door there was my brother sitting at the kitchen table about to eat a sandwich.“My God, Babe. What happened to you? Where are your clothes? Did someone rape you?” He was really agitated. “You saved me, big brother.“I threw my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek.I couldn’t believe I was standing there naked in front of my brother and not being the least embarrassed. “Sit down and I’ll tell you all aboutit” Then, as you can see I need a shower.“Here, put this on ,” he said giving me his jacket. We both sat down. I reached over and took half his sandwich. “Let me start at the beginning,” I said and I told him everything.
Flames of lust
- Part 1
The nice summer cool breeze blow through the camp, it had been a hard day at the beach, the sun pounding down all day. There were 7 of us camping down on the east coast enjoying our summer break and celebrating the end of the school year and just having a good time. It was getting late at night but the moon was all but full so there was some light illuminating my path back to the camp from taking a leak. I was expecting there to be no one else about as the previous nigh after we had finished playing card all the others had left me to sit by the fire and enjoy the night by my self fantasize of how nice it would be to spend the rest of the night with Riannon.
That night I hade been paired with her when we were playing card and had enjoyed her smiles and giggles coming from the other side of the circle as we thrashed the others at 500. She was of average high, short brown hair slight build with breasts that would be ample on a normal person but on her they looked quite large and glasses that only enhanced her appearance. We really worked well together as a team and from her smiles across at me that night I had hoped that we might have a good time later by ourselves but sadly after the others had gone to bed she followed J into they tent. So I had gone of disappointed to relive myself in the bushed nearby.
On my return my hope rose and when I got near I could see the reflection from Riannon’s glasses coming off embers of the fire. That cool breeze after a hard day in the surf was good for it for another reason, as it blow through the camp it had cause Riannon’s nipples to stand out from her ample bosom and I found it hard to keep my eyes of as I approached, as well I could feel my jeans getting tighter around my crotch. “I thought that you had gone to bed.” I said. “No I just went to get some stuff out of my tent so I don’t have to wake up J later. I wanted to stay up near the fire and keep warm,” she said, “though I see that you noticed that it not working to well”. My hear caught in my throat, while we had been waiting for wave that day Riannon had told me that she hated people who just stood looking at girls chest as they talked to them. “Well maybe you would like me to come help you keep warm?” I desperately joked trying to keep any chance alive. She just looked at the ground, and said, “Yes I would.”
Not sure if I had heard properly I just stood there, then figured what the hell I had been waiting all year at school for this, if she was playing with me I could say I was just mucking round. I slowly approached the fire and sat besides her, giving her plenty of time to pull out if she wished. As I put my arm round her and pulled her closer she pulled in a sharp breath and let out a relaxed sigh. She moved her face close to mine and whispered, “That’s nice isn’t it, your hands are so warm.” I could feel the heat coming of her face as she moved even closer and kissed me on the cheek. Quickly coming over my stunned shock I turned my head and said; “Well let me see if I can warm you up some more” then kissed her fully on the lips.
I gently grabbed 2 hand fulls of some of the firmest breasts I would ever have the pleasure of touching in my life. I could feel my 6 inches straining against my jeans as I felt those 2 breasts simultaneously beneath my hand as well as Riannon’s tong trying to search every inch of my mouth. After about 5 minuets she straddled me, causing my cock to push against her crotch, which caused her to let out a moan, and then she strated to rub up and down with her crotch. “Do you mind if I go back to your tent? Its getting a bit chilly out hear to be taking of my clothes.”
I needed no more invitation, as we entered my tent I could see by the moon light that she had planed this all night. Those things that she had gone to get out of J’s tent were her sleeping bag and pillows. I spent the next half hour kissing, caressing and holding Riannon, though as soon as I removed her top to let her bosom spill out I avoided touching her nipples completely with my hands or tong, tough I gave the rest ample attention and well as the rest of her body. Occasionally my cheek would brush her nipple and she mould let out a moan. Then all of a sudden I released all that built up tension by biting down on one of her nipples and squeezing the other hard. I could tell I had hit a particularly sensitive spot because her fingers ripped at my back as waves of pleasure rolled over her. She let out a moan and a gasp that surly woke the rest of the camp and alerted them to our activities if they hadn’t heard us already. To this day she has been the only girl that I have none to orgasm by upper body stimulation only.
She gradually got more and more aroused as I continued to probe her body, her hand continually reaching down and stroking my cock, which was now only contained by my damp cotton underpants. Many times I let my open hands float down her back and sides, over her ass and hips, then down her thighs. When my fingertips finally brushed the crotch of her panties, it was soaked with pussy juice and her hips jerked convulsively upward, seeking more contact. She responded by pulling off my T-shirt, eagerly licking my nipples and running her fingers through my chest hair. “Please,” she whispered urgently. “Faster!”
But I had no intention of moving faster. I was enjoying the gradually building intensity. I slowly kissed her lips, her face, her ears, her neck. I kissed my way down her stomach to her mound then retreated, I still do enjoy teasing girls to orgasm to this day. My left hand was buried in the thick hair at the top of Riannon’s neck while the fingertips of my right hand caressed her writhing legs from ankles to hips, concentrating on the sensitive skin behind her knees and on the insides of her thighs. I danced my moth up and down her legs carefully avoiding her crotch as she desperately tried to move her hips so that my mouth could provide her clit with the relief that it desired. Her moans became louder and more frequent, almost grunts, as she began rhythmically thrusting her hips upward.
Riannon’s lips sought my mouth and she attacked me with a kiss, urgently thrusting her tongue inside my mouth, crushing my head to hers with both hands. I let my left hand fingertips drift one more time across the taut, wet fabric covering her crotch, and then drove my hand beneath the waistband of her panties. Lifting the fabric away from her dripping pussy, my middle finger drove down through her tangled, sopping hair to find her slick, swollen labia. Pulling her lips from mine, taking this opportunity I quickly moved my fingers to her mouth so that she could taste her own juices. Riannon gasped and thrust her hips upward as I place my right hand over her panties and rubbed round in a circular motion. Then quickly my finger traced her pussy lips down, found her opening, and then sank inside her as far and as fast as I could thrust.
She cried out loud and gripped my arm with both hands, trying to force my hand into contact with her burning clitoris. Instead, I avoided touching her pearl and thrust my middle finger inside her half-a-dozen times, gently stretching her vagina each time I slowly pulled my finger out. Then I added my second finger to the first and thrust into her several times before pulling out altogether. Riannon snarled with frustrated lust.
With my wet middle finger, I traced one outer labia up, circled her clitoris, and then traced the other labia down gently to rim her opening. Next I put my fingertip firmly against the upper edge of her opening, drew it up her slit towards her clitoris, her inner lips parting around my finger. But I avoided her swollen pearl again despite the quick upward thrust of her hips.
This time I pulled my hand entirely out of her panties and I saw her questioning eyes open to watch me as I put it to my face and slowly sucked her juices off my fingers. Watching intently, she panted deeply three times, her taut breasts and their hardened nipples heaving upward together in the dim light. One of her hands squeezed my dick so hard it hurt as she snarled at me and gave me a look that said “Stop playing with me you barsted!”
Then I thrust my hand back into her panties. This time I quickly found her clitoris with my middle finger and began to flick it fast, but so lightly I could barely feel the wet little bump. Riannon’s breathing quickly accelerated until it was a hoarse roar in my ears and the tension froze her leg and stomach muscles solid. Cresting hard, she held her breath entirely for half- a-dozen heartbeats then began a deep-throated groan that opened into a sharp, high cry of completion. She raised her hips entirely off the ground and held them suspended, jerking slightly, until her orgasm had run its course.
My hand stayed locked on her dripping pussy as my finger drove her over her orgasm and down the other side. My finger didn’t still until she began to squirm
her hips away from it, becoming too sensitive to be touched. Then I cupped her soaking mound with my hand and pulled her naked shoulders against me with my free arm as she began the long trip down. She shuddered occasionally as the aftershocks of her orgasm hit her…to be contd
Flames of lust
- Epilogue
By this time I was eager to plunge my aching hard-on into Riannon’s dripping pussy. I was pulling my underpants off with one hand and holding her with the other when Riannon pushed me down on my back, pulling my shorts down and clasped her mouth round mi dick cleaning of all of the pre-come and then slipped a condom over it. Then straddled me. Her left arm supported her weight while her right hand found my dick and guided it between her swollen pussy lips. A half- second later she dropped her entire weight downward, eagerly impaling herself with a cry to the full length of my penis. Her pussy felt wonderfully tight, wet and warm. She must have enjoyed the sensation, too, because she paused a minute, gasping, her weight forcing her pussy lips against the base of my dick.
Then, with both hands planted on my chest, Riannon began rhythmically lifting herself halfway off my dick then dropping back down to encase me inside her. Each time her sopping pussy plunged to the base of my dick, she gave a little grunt of pleasure and her panting filled the tent. I groaned. It was all I could do to stop myself from coming instantly as the warm, clasping walls of her pussy slid up and down my cock. I held back with difficulty, watching the concentration on her face and the bouncing of her lovely breasts as she fucked me. I reached up and cupped the considerable weight of Riannon’s tits, hefting and caressing them for a few strokes, then took her thimble-sized nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. She groaned but kept going, her head now thrown forward so her hair hid her face. Each time she lifted herself off me she nearly pulled her nipples from my fingers, stretching them tautly downward. She whimpered with each tug on her nips.
Riannon gradually speeded her rhythm and I heard a low, growling sound coming from her chest. A faint, wet slap was audible each time she drove herself down on my dick. The tangy smell of pussy filled the little tent. Then Riannon muttered something harshly in German and was no longer lifting herself up but rocking quickly back and forth, focusing her weight on the point where her clitoris nestled against the base of my dick. Her fingernails dug into my chest and then she was coming, coming hard, with short hoarse cries of completion that went on and on. The minute change in sensation drove me out of control and soon I was trying to thrust up into her, my throbbing penis spurting what felt like a cup of hot semen into the condom.
That was not the end of our adventures that night or that week for that matter, but after writeing this I think I am going to have to go and and relieve my self.
The Hunger
I felt so restless and horny that evening as I walked into the bar. I was there for only one reason. To leave with someone. I was selective, but not choosy. I immediately zeroed in on a fellow sitting in the far corner. He was nursing a drink as if he was just dumped by his girlfriend. He was my mark. And, after I listened to his bullshit story, I asked him to leave with me. I don’t believe in playing games. I couldn’t wait to be alone with him, and as soon as we left, we checked into the nearby no-tell motel. Room 26.
He threw me down on the bed. And climbed on top of me. He kissed me in a way that felt so raw and animalistic, so dirty, so cheap, my pussy was wet in no time. I couldn’t wait for him to take me. It had been so long since the last feeding. That is what I called sex, … a feeding. I ran my fingers down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt on the way. Then to his belt and pants fastener. My body was pumping. I could feel his hard cock in my hand.
My pussy was aching. “Oh, God, do me, lover!” I commanded “Please”, but he wanted to play. He was playing out a fantasy revenge gig on his girlfriend, and I was his plaything. He was teasing me.
“You’re mine. And I will have you when I am ready.”
He then kneeled over my face and placed his cock on my lips. He lifted my head forcing it in as deep as he dared. I deep throated him as best as I could. I licked and sucked him until he started to moan. I increased the tempo at that point by biting little nips at the tip of his cock. He seemed to enjoy that— a prelude of things to come. I licked and sucked his hard worm from the base to the very head. Then I nibbled his balls as I stroked him to orgasm. He came hard in my mouth…..” Ohhh, baby. Hmmmmmm. I’mmmm cummminnng. Oh, sweet Jesus. I’mmm cummming. Ahhhhhhh. “ I swallowed most of it, but as he pulled out, he ejaculated over my chin and breasts. I licked it up like I hadn’t tasted cum in a month. I hadn’t.
I undressed, revealing my red panties, red garter and nylon stockings. I was bra-less. And my breast were still damp with his cum that dripped through. He touched my breasts ever so lightly. His touch was fine. It aroused me. It made me even more moist with desire. He caressed them. First one and then the other. He ran circles around my nipples. I wanted him to touch them, to pinch them, to bite them.
“Oh, baby. Touch my breasts. Kiss my nipples”. Ohhhhhh, that’s it. Sooooo Goooood. Ahhhhhh.
I was ready. I couldn’t stand it any more. “Do it to me now. Do it now.” I commanded, and threw him off me.
I made him sit on a chair. Then I straddled his cock and slowly guided into my hot wet pussy. I slowly sank lower and lower onto his lap, until he was fully engulfed. With my feet firmly on the floor, I began to raise and lower myself. Slowly, at first. I felt my pussy getting wetter and hotter as his cock slid up ad down in me.
”Ohhhh, lover. You feel soo gooood in me. So deep.” I reached behind, and touched his balls. That set him off as I tickled his scrotum. He started to shift his hip up and down. And I started to move in unison with his bouncing. I moved my hips back and forth. Up and down. I was looking for that one spot that would send me over the top.
I found it. His cock brushed up against my g-spot. Time and time again. I was going crazy. I couldn’t sit still on his lap. “Ohhhh, god. That’s it. Donn’t stop. Ohhh, yes me. Yes. That’s it. Oh, God. Oh, baby.”
My head was bouncing from left to right. I was screaming. Swearing. Urging him on.
He grabbed my bottom to steady me. He lifted me up and down on his cock.
I then felt his hand moving between my bottom cheeks. He wet his finger with the juices dripping from my pussy, and he then slid a finger into my ass. Oh, did that feel good. He moved it in and out so slowly. And he reached incredible depth in my pussy. I could feel his finger moving in and out of my ass while his cock fucked my hot pussy. I pumped my ass for all it was worth. I knew he could feel his own cock through the thin membrane in my ass. I was being double fucked.
It didn’t take long. “AHHHHHHHhhhh. I’mmmm cummmmming. Oh, yes. Jam that finger in my ass. Make me cum.” Ahhhhhhhh. I was delirious. I almost fainted
From the feeling. My eyes rolled back into my head as he caught me.
He came with me as we both let out an incredible moan. We continued to sit for a moment until we could catch our breadth.
“Mmmmm…yes” he moaned. “You are incredible”. And he kissed me.
“I’m no through with you yet” I told him.
I jumped off his lap…and onto the bed. I lied on the bed face down, and asked him to do me some more. “This time”, I said, “ slide your hot cock into my bottom. Give it to me.”
My pussy was on fire. I was so wet, my cum was dripping down my leg. He scooped up some of the dampness onto his fingers and lubricated my butt. He then positioned himself carefully.
He kissed and nibbled my bottom cheeks. Squeezing, pinching. He slow licked the folds, as he guided his tongue so slowly, so softly. I couldn’t stand it. He was making me so hot with anticipation. Then, he touched my orifice with his tongue. Electricity shot through my body. It was unbelievable. I moaned as the chills rippled through me. He licked me and stuck his tongue I me over and over. I needed him in me. I begged him to give it to me, to slide it in me.
He circled my hole with his cock. Tickling and teasing. Then he slowly eased it in. The feeling was incredible. He was gentle at first. Taking it slowly to allow me to get used to it. To adjust. I immediately slid my hand under my belly and toward my pussy. I fingered myself as he slipped his dick into my ass.
Slowly at first. Then deeper and deeper. He fucked me so good. I heard him start to moan. His moans became louder and louder. Then he screamed. He came with a howl that shook the walls. My hunger was being satisfied at last.
“It’s nipping at me. It’s biting me…Ohhhhh, it’s swallowing me up.” He cried out.
And it wasn’t until he slowly pulled out that he realized what had happen. A good three inches of his cock was gone. There was nothing but a bloody stump. And he was writhing in pain.
I tried to console him. I said, “Hey, even a tapeworm has to eat! Even if it is only once or month or so!”
The School Girl
Shannon returned home from a long day of school and shopping. The eighteen year old blonde had spent her one evening off of the week looking for new clothes so that she could start going to job interviews. Her current job filing papers for a prestigious law firm had grown dull. It had seemed like a good idea at the time, something she could learn from and put down on her resume’e when she went off to law school. Instead of learning how to put crooks behind bars and protect the innocent, she had learned that Mr. Baxter
liked his coffee black and Mr. Marshall, the younger of the two, liked his with a double shot of cream.
After getting out of the car, Shannon straightened her pleated plaid skirt of her school uniform and gathered her bags from the back seat of her car. She hurried into the house, noting a black BMW parked in the street in front of her house. BMWs weren’t that uncommon in her neighborhood, but why was there one in front of her house? she wondered. Her question was answered when she opened the door and entered her house.
“You’ve got a guest, honey,” her mother announced from the kitchen. “Mr. Marshall is waiting in your bedroom for you. I think that he’s here to make an argument to keep you.”
“Good thing I made my bed this morning,” Shannon said, continuing her trek up the stairs to her bedroom.
She opened her bedroom door, and sitting there at he computer playing solitaire was Mr. Marshall, his black hair slicked back except for one lock which curled over his forehead. He turned to greet her as she put her bags on her bed.
“Hello, Shannon,” he said standing up.
“Hi, Mr. Baxter. To what do I owe the honor of your acquaintance this afternoon?” she asked, pulling a blouse out of a bag.
“I have come to ask you to stay with us, but I want you to drop the formalities. We’re not at work. Okay?”
“I think I can do that,” Shannon said, hanging up her blouse in her closet and reaching back onto her bed for another.
“We want to know what you want so that you can stay,” Mr. Marshall said, moving next to Shannon to offer his help putting away her purchases.
“Well, Mr. Marshall,” Shannon began.
“Call me Will,” Mr. Marshall corrected. “We’re being informal here; remember?”
“Well, Will,” Shannon continued, hanging up another blouse, “I haven’t really given it too much thought.”
“Is it the money? Are we working you too hard?” Will asked, handing her a pair of pants.
“No, actually everything is good. I just don’t think that I’m getting enough learning out of this experience. I feel like all I do is get you and Mr. Baxter coffee. I want to learn how things are done, instead I’m out standing in a long line at Starbucks.”
Will stopped to consider what she was saying; he picked up the next bag and pulled out a lacy white thong. He handed it over with a blush. “I think that I might be able to do something about the nature of your work load,” he said.
“What could you do?” Shannon asked, opening a drawer in her dresser to reveal more undergarments. All kinds of lacy bras and panties were arranged in that drawer. Will gulped and handed her another pair of underwear. “You could work under me as my personal assistant and help me prepare case files. Usually we only offer those positions to students who are actually in law school, but Mr. Baxter and I feel that you have potential. I believe that he said that you have a good head on your shoulders.”
It was Shannon’s turn to blush. “What would the difference be for me?”
Will sat on the now empty bed. “First off, no more coffee runs. I take that back, you might have one on occasion, but only when it’s an emergency.”
Shannon laughed and sat beside him on the bed, her skirt riding up an inch, revealing even more of her long legs. “You would also help me prepare case files, like I said earlier. You also get a bit of a raise. A whole dollar. Its not much, but you’re getting that learning experience that you wanted.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you,” Shannon said, leaning forward and kissing Will on the cheek, her chest brushing his arm as she wrapped her arms around him. “This is exactly what I’ve been looking for.” She leaned forward to kiss him again, but this time Will turned his head so that their lips met. Her moment of celebration deepened to a feeling of wanting. Their lips stayed together, pressed firmly in place. Will’s tongue darted into her mouth, and she didn’t resist. She welcomed it and kissed back. Their tongues massaged each other; their lips gently wrestled, pulling back and then going in deeper. Will’s hand rested on Shannon’s knees and then crept its way up until it was
touching the hem of Shannon’s red and black plaid skirt. Shannon touched his hand and urged it under her skirt. Will felt the smooth inside of Shannon’s well toned leg and continued to pull his hand up until he felt her underwear, damp with excitement. She spread her legs further, and he started to rub against the underwear. Shannon sighed into Will’s mouth, as one of his fingers snaked into the confines of her underwear. He started to touch her clit, and she let out a little “eek.”
“Are you okay?” Will asked, pulling back.
“I’m just fine. This is just my first time with a man, to be gentle,” Shannon said, pulling him in for a deep kiss.Will’s finger found its position again and continued to rub the swollen clit. Shannon moved one of her hands down to the bulge in Will’s pants. She began to stroke the bulge. She stroked it until his pants could almost no longer contain him. At which point she unzipped his fly and fished his cock out of his pants. Shannon positioned herself leaning on the bed and took the cock into her mouth. Her head bobbed slowly in Will’s lap, and he reached over to lift up her skirt. Her ass peeked out of a black thong, looking very tan. As Will’s hand rubbed Shannon’s firm ass, he realized that there wasn’t a single tan line on her entire backside. He then leaned over on his side and gathered her pussy into his mouth. She tasted so new and clean. He licked her clit and tensed with pleasure as Shannon’s sucking became more vigorous. Will stuck his tongue into her wet pussy and heard her squeal from between his legs.
“Fuck me,” Shannon moaned, pulling her mouth from his cock.
Will happily obliged, positioning himself between the school girl’s legs. He slid his seven inch long shaft into her virgin pussy. She moaned and he stopped, his cock still in her pussy. “Keep going,” she begged. “It hurts, but it feels so good.” Will slowly pulled his cock back and then pushed it back in. She moaned again, but he continued. She was so tight, and felt so good wrapped around his cock. As he humped, he unbuttoned the white blouse revealing a shear black bra with a clasp on the front. He unfastened the clasp and admired the tan breasts and their lack of a tan line. He thrust his cock deep, and smiled as she gasped with pleasure. She gripped the bed as he ran his hands over her beautiful tits. He squeezed them, making her moan.
“I think I know something that would help you enjoy this even more,” he offered.
“What’s that?” Shannon panted, squeezing his cock with her pussy as he hit her in a sweet spot.
“I’ll lay on my back and you can be on top. Just make sure you fuck me good,” he suggested through clenched teeth as he laid into her with some rapid bumping and grinding. Then he slid out of her revealing a cock tinted red with blood. He leaned back, and Shannon mounted his hard cock. She gasped as it slid deep into her pussy. She started to slide up and down on the wonderful cock. She would slide up until the tip was teasing the entrance to her pussy and then she would slide back down. Then she started pounding it into her, like a little girl jumping on the bed. She moaned as she ground that
hard cock in deeper, suddenly she spasmed and her pussy tightened into an orgasm. A few more bounces and she was off. She climbed off of the cock and licked some of the blood from the tip. Will gasped and gripped at the bed; being inside of her had made him incredibly sensitive, and she had done a good job fucking him. She started sucking him again, taking him deep into her throat. “I’m gonna cum,” he warned, his back arching. She continued to suck that cock until he exploded in her mouth. She swallowed it all and
smiled.
“Now I’m ready for my boyfriend to take me out for some dinner to elebrate,” she said, licking his tip.
“I think I can do that,” Will said, kissing her.
The Greatest Teacher
- Part 1
It was my first day of the tenth grade. It had been a long day, and the day was only past halfway through. I was ready for my fifth period class to begin when the teacher walked in. She had short, dirty blonde hair in a pony tail, small A cup breasts, and a tight ass. She walked past me and walked to the front of the room.
I had had her for a class the year before. Mrs. Sarah Underhelt was her name. She was about 23 or 24. She was married, and she had a picture of her husband on her desk.
As the bell rung to signal the end of fifth period, I started to gather my things and walk towards the door. Mrs. Underhelt stopped me and told me, “I need to see you after school.”
I thought I had done something wrong, and I was worried about it. I never liked to be in trouble.
At the end of school I went to my locker and I rushed to Mrs. Underhelt’s room. She was sitting on her desk with her legs crossed reading. She looked up from her book with green eyes and said, “Oh, Jon, hi!”
I replied, “Hello. I was wondering, what is this about?”
“Well, my husband is not going to be home for a while. Every Friday to Monday he’ll be gone, he has to travel on those days.” she answered.
“Yeah, but…” I said.
Interrupting me, she said, “I get lonely. He’s gone, and since he works long days, when he comes home he’s tired. I never get any fun…”
“Fun?” I said.
“Yes, fun…” she said while uncrossing her legs and rubbing her hand up her right thigh.
Mrs. Underhelt bit her bottom lip and eyed me. She handed me a paper and said, “This is my address. Come over Friday after school.”
So I did. I went right to her house after school. I told my parents I was spending the weekend with a friend.
I knocked on the door, and Mrs. Underhelt opened the door. We greeted each other and then she said, “Don’t call me Mrs. Underhelt now. Just call me by my first name.”
She walked up the stairs in her large home and said, “Follow me, I have a bath drawn…”
We sat in the large bath tub together, naked. I cradled her in my arms as she rubbed her head against my chest. She ran her hand up my thigh and said, “I just get lonely and I don’t get pleased. But now I feel I won’t have to worry about not getting pleasure.”
After the bath, she told me, “Lie down on the bed, I’ll be there in a minute.” I did just that. The satin sheets rubbed against my skin and I laid myself down awaiting her.
She walked in nude, her shaven cunt glistening. In her hands she held two pairs of hand cuffs. She stood on the bed before me and said, “Bitch, lick my coochie!”
I obeyed and began to roll my tonuge, and then lapping my tongue within her juicy pussy. She moaned, and I could feel her putting the hand cuffs on me and cuffing me to the bed posts.
Sarah got off my head and I said, “Why are you handcuffing me?” And she replied, “I did this so you’ll stay put like a good boy…”
She straddled my cock that was hard as titanium, and she began to rub my chest. She laid on top of my body rubbing her hard nipples against my chest.
“I love you, Sarah.” I said.
“I love you too.” she moaned.
We moaned as she slid her cunt up and down my cock. I began to move my waist in a gyration and she let out a high pitched moaned. She smiled at me and said, “You’re a dirty little bitch!”
She came and then laid her ass on my chest, leaving her pussy for me to lick. I lapped up her juices she moaned more.
“Jon, you’re so sweet! Please, please me more…” Sarah said.
I stopped and replied, “Only if you take off the cuffs.”
She took off the cuffs and I told her, “Get on all fours.” She obeyed and laid her head against her pillow. I began to fuck her from behind, taking her juices on my rig, and then proceeded to rub my cock head against her ass.
“Don’t tease me!” Sarah said.
I rammed it inside of her and she let out a high pitched moan and she began to move her ass backwards taking my cock deeper and deeper. I could see her juices dripping out of her pussy, and I laid down and began to suck onto her cunt. She turnedher body around and we began to orally pleasure eachother. She sucked onto my dick as I lapped her pussy, and after we came, I held her in my arms until we fell asleep.
The next morning we walked around her home nude. She made breakfast and afterwards we cuddled on the soft couch while watching a porn video. She leaned in to kiss me. I took her soft tongue into my mouth and then I drew away. I started to nibble onto her earlobe and she giggled.
The sun came in through the small sections of the blinds. I could see her beatiful face, and I could feel her hands stroking my rig.
She kissed me and I laid her down on the carpeted floor and began to suck on her bottom lip. I caressed her thighs and then stopped licking her nipples. I ran my hands across her smooth, tanned legs and then proceeded to kiss her belly. She giggled and then took a serious look at me.
“I love you. At first I was just going to use you as my little sex machine, but I love you now.” Sarah said.
“I love you as well.” I said."
I slid my cock into her pussy and said, “Take it all this time.” I pumped my rig in and out slowly gaining for depth everytime I pumped into her. I began to gyrate my hips more and she began to moan.
“JON! JON! JON! YOU’RE THE GREATEST!” she moaned in orgasmic delight.
“Well, you’re the greatest teacher.” I said.
We came and then I ran my hands over her smooth body. “Its only Saturday morning. I hope you realize we still have the rest of this day and tomorrow to have our secret pleasure.” she said.
“I know… I know…” I replied.
More to come later…
The Greatest Teacher
- End
After Sarah Underhelt’s and I’s sexual romp, we had gotten together quite alot. As you may recall, she had dirty, blonde hair, green eyes, small A cup breasts, and a tight ass.
We got together often, and everytime I was in her English class, I yearned for more of her.
One Monday I walked into her room before school started, and she smiled. Our weekend had been fun and I asked her, “How are you doing?”
She replied, “Every moment without you makes my cunt wish I had you in it.” She began to rub her cunt from outside her skirt.
I walked towards the door and locked it. Sarah bit her bottom lip and I laid her down on her desk. I hiked up her skirt and pushed her g-string to the side and slipped my tongue in her vagina.
“Jon! Not here! Oh my God, Oh, Jon!” she moaned.
I began to caress her hard nipples from under her shirt and she was breathing quite heavy. Her pussy began to leak out her juices and she grabbed and began to run my head as she came. She laid there atop her desk for a while as she rubbed her tits, and smiled a sweet smile to me.
I unlocked the door and went on through the rest of the day.
That weekend I knocked on her door and she answered. “I’ve missed you. C’mon, I have something special for you…”
She said to me, “Go on ahead to the bedroom, I’ll be there in a minute.” I stripped down and laid myself down on the white, satin sheets.
Sarah walked in looking at me in a school girl uniform. She had a white dress-shirt with the sleeves rolled up on, a black skirt, and black leggings. She bit her bottom lip and leaned against the door frame.
“I never told you, but when I was in high school, I used to go to a privated school,” she said.
I looked at her body in the uniform and my rig began to grow until it was at its hardest. She advanced toward me and began to unbutton her shirt. She sat on the side of the bed and I leaned towards her, kissing her lightly and running my hand up her right thigh.
I began to run my hands down her legs taking off the leggings. I took off her shirt and then reached under her skirt to find that she had no panties on. She smiled at my suprised face and kissed me on the cheek.
Sarah pressed my body down onto the bed and then stood up above my chest. She caressed her ass and hips and said to me, “Jon, when I’m with you, I get this feeling, and I love it.” She had her juices running down her legs and I said, “I’m giving into you.”
She threw the skirt aside and then straddled my cock. She pressed her body close to me and her nipples rubbed against my chest. We kissed and I could feel her hips gyrating atop my dick.
I ran my fingers through her soft hair and then rubbed them down towards her ass. I then began to rub her thighs in a circular motion. She looked me in the eyes and said, “You are a dirty little bitch. My dirty little bitch…” I lifted my waist up to give a firm thrust and she let out a high ptiched moan.
“I’m about to blow…” I said to her. She smiled and then got off my cock, only to run her lips over my cockhead to taunt me. She began to suck on it, and as I came she drew it out of her mouth and let it spray onto her tits. She rubbed it over her breasts and then proceeded to pick up the rest wish her ands and swallow it.
I bent her over got behnd her and began to fuck her from behind. Each thrust I pushed my throbbing rig into her deeper and deeper until she was taking my whole cock inside her. I caressed her thighs and then took my right hand and ran it through her hair.
After we were done, I held her in my arms and we cuddled.
The next morning we sat around her house and then we decided to go out for dinner at someplace no one would see us. We sat in a corner, lit by candle light, and I stared into her loving eyes. She began to cry and said to me, “My husband’s divorcing me. He says that we never get to spend time together and that he doesn’t want to hurt me. I don’t know what to do. I honestly love you and him, but I can’t believe he’d do that. He even had the nerve to say that he had met someone else.”
I stared at her and said, “Sarah, you’re the sweetest lady I know, and you’re my teacher. I don’t know what to say other than I love you.”
She I wiped the hair out of her eyes and wiped her tears away. She said, “You’re a big sweety.”
Sarah had worn a black skirt. Her small cleavage pressed against the table and she eyed me up. She ran her left leg up mine and I could feel something wet on her leg soak through my pants. I looked at her and she smiled. We left early.
When we got into her home she said, “I want to try something…” I agreed to try anything with her and she told me to strip down and go to the bed room.
Sarah walked nude and smacked my ass. “Bitch…” she said before giggling. “Suck on my cunt,” she commanded.
I obeyed and ate her cunt until she came. She commanded me, “Fuck me hard like I’m a little slut!” I laid her down and she said, “Don’t hold back.”
Immediatly I rammed my cock as hard as I could and she grabbed my ass, pinching it. She smacked my face and said, “That’s what I want… that’s what I need… You’re what I want… you’re what I need…” as she moaned.
As she came, I kept going until I came.
At school one day, I came after school to see her. I was going to suprise her. I opened her door to see her in her chair leaning back with her legs spread on her desk fingering herself. She was moaning, “Oh Jon, Jon…”
She saw me and smiled. She stood up and I ran my hands up her legs. She pulled up her khaki shorts, but I removed them. I ran to the door to lock it and then I leaned her against the wall. I held her right leg in my right hand and began to fuck her. She giggled and began to moan, “Well, you’re a man of few words today. Fuck me good, lover…”
I fucked her cunt for thirty minutes, and we kissed passionately afterwards. I held her in my arms and we walked out of the school together. She offered to give me a ride home, so I accepted.
As I was about to exit her car, she said to me, “I really love you, Jon. I want to be your girfriend. We’ve never really established our relationship, we’re just lovers, but I want you, and I know you want me.” I smiled and kissed her lightly on her suculent lips and smiled.