by Lena Gordon
Mia knew she should be horrified that a virtual stranger, let alone a stranger who was supposed to be her teacher, was touching her in a way only her husband had. But when his fingers trailed down her thigh, and slipped into her folds, slippery with need, all Mia could think about was how damn good it felt.
She let a moan escape her lips when he pushed a finger inside her. And then two. Evan’s hands, released from their task, were free to explore the rest of her. And they did.
“That’s right, Mr. Wallace. See what she needs? Now you’re getting it.”
Mia could barely focus on the words; all she could focus on was the building pressure in her core that was pulsing to her pussy.
Evan slid one hand under her bra and cupped her full breast. It felt so good to have his touch back on her, she almost screamed out and when he squeezed, Mia’s whole body shuddered in response.
“That’s right,” the professor. “You feel that? She’s telling you exactly what she needs.”
“Oh, I feel it all right.” Evan’s voice was low and husky.
“Now,” Dex said. “I want you to try this.” The teacher removed his fingers and Mia mewled in protest. “In fact,” he said. “I think everyone should see this. Ms. Wallace here is a very receptive student and it’s a great opportunity for everyone to learn. You don’t mind, do you?”
Mia couldn’t be sure who he was asking permission from, but she was in no position to protest.
“Not at all,” Evan said. His voice was so damn sexy and the fact that he was giving consent for a room full of strangers to watch him please her was hotter than Mia could have imagined it would be.
She opened her eyes and stared right into his, hungry with passion. He grinned and looked around the room. When Mia followed his gaze and saw the other couples moving towards her, circling around, watching, some even crouching to get a better view, she squirmed and closed her legs. Out of reflex, she shook her head. “I don’t know,” she said. She stared into Evan’s eyes, but they were clouded with lust and weren’t focusing on her.
“I think she might need to be reminded of what got her to this point. Don’t you, Mr. Wallace?”
Evan nodded.
“What’s her body need?” Dex asked. “What does she need to convince her?”
With his hand still cupped around Mia’s breast, Evan squeezed and her body responded by tensing slightly.
“That was a good start,” the teacher said. “But I think her body might be telling you she wants more.”
Evan nodded again and Mia frantically looked again at the crowd around her. “I don’t—”
Her words were lost when Evan simultaneously plunged his fingers deep into her with one hand and pinched her nipple with the other. He’d never played with her breasts so roughly and the sensation was intense, the effect instantaneous.
“Oh, God.” Mia threw her head back and let out a guttural scream.
“I think you got it right,” Dex said. “Now, let’s see what else she needs.”
Evan swirled his fingers around and thrust deeply once or twice before sharply withdrawing.
“No,” Mia moaned.
“Are you sure, baby?” Evan asked. She knew what he was asking. He wanted to know if she was okay with coming in front of a group of total strangers.
It was way out of her comfort zone, but at that moment, with Evan’s fingers buried inside her, her orgasm on the verge of exploding, she didn’t care if there was a stadium full of spectators watching her. She just needed release.
“Please,” Mia moaned and squeezed her thighs closer together, desperately seeking relief from the orgasm that was feeling further and further away by the second.
“I think that’s what you’ve been looking for, Mr. Wallace. And now...”
Mia looked him in his dark eyes, clouded deeper with lust, and ran her tongue over her lips in the way she knew would drive him crazy.
Evan groaned, and pinched her taut bud of a nipple in response.
“That’s exactly what I’ve been waiting for.”
Watching Mia’s cute little tongue slipping out of those perfect pink lips of hers was almost enough to put Evan over the top. His cock throbbed in his pants, desperate for release. But he knew he wouldn’t be getting his own release, at least not yet.
He was surprised she’d consented to letting him fuck her with his fingers with a room full of strangers watching. Of course, recommending the Institute had been a big enough surprise. Maybe there was a lot more to Mia than he’d ever known. Whatever was going on with her, he liked it.
Evan thrust his fingers inside her again and when she threw her head back in pleasure, he slid his thumb over her hard bud of a clit and flicked it back and forth.
It didn’t take long; Evan felt her tighten around his fingers. He pressed down on her clit harder, and she bucked under his ministrations, until the familiar warmth flowed down his fingers and Mia’s fingers clenched around his head. He hadn’t realized her hands had traveled to his head, but as she cried out in pleasure, Evan relished in her cries of ecstasy and the pull she had on his head.
“Yes, baby,” he moaned and thrust one more time into her, milking the last of her orgasm.
“Good girl,” Dex said, leaning over the couple. “And an example well demonstrated.” The teacher grinned, and patted Evan’s shoulder. “As our students have demonstrated, listening to your partner and reading their needs, even when they themselves may not know what they are, is crucial to having a successful and satisfying sex life. And there is a difference.” The professor paced in front of the class, and even though Evan knew he should withdraw his fingers from Mia, he wasn’t ready. She pulsed around him, and he twirled his fingers easily within her, relishing her tremor one more time before finally pulling out.
He risked a look around the room at their classmates, who were watching intently, some with their hands under the skirts of their partners. Some of the ladies had their hands on the crotch of their men, or on their own tits, pulling and tweaking for some pleasure.
Evan snuck a quick look at Mia, who was just barely recovering from her orgasm. Her face was flushed that shade of pink that always made Evan hard, and given how hard he already was, it probably wasn’t a good idea to spend too much time looking at her if he couldn’t do anything about it.
But he couldn’t help it. Evan reached out and traced a finger up Mia’s exposed thigh, stopping short before he reached her crotch and the moisture he knew pooled there. The shudder that ran through her body just about undid him.
“Mr. Wallace, it would seem your wife needs to do some listening of her own,” Dex said.
Mia opened her eyes and with heavy lids, she smiled lazily up at him. “You’re so right, Dex. I need to get my man home and fuck him.”
Evan’s cock twitched. She knew exactly what it did to him to hear her talk dirty.
Instead of looking at her lover, Mia glanced up and across the room. She’d almost forgotten there were others watching. Almost. Her gaze landed on a buxom blond woman. Her breasts were spilling out of her uniform, which was a soft, romantically pink teddy. Her partner was tall, incredibly lean, with a broad, smooth chest that Mia had the unexpectedly strong urge to run her hands across. He stood over the woman, his hand on one shoulder, his other hand on her breast, but his intense gaze was fixated on Mia. It should have unnerved her, but it didn’t. It was quite the opposite.
It wasn’t until Evan’s hand found her arm, squeezing it, that Mia refocused on the task at hand, embarrassed to be caught out.
“Is that it?” she asked the professor, slipping easily into her role.
Dex laughed, a low, almost growling sound, and the rest of the class followed suit. “Yes,” he said after a moment. “I think that’s class dismissed.”
Mia was still vibrating from the combination of the heady feeling of their first night at a sex school and the most powerful orgasm she could remember having in a very long time. She couldn’t be sure if it was being at the scho
ol, with people watching them, or Dex instructing them with his sexy and confident voice, and his touch on her that made her release so intense, but it didn’t matter.
By the time Evan and Mia made it to their car in the parking lot, Mia couldn’t hold it in much longer. She had to have him inside her. She reached over the gearshift and with deft hands, unzipped Evan’s zipper. He’d changed back into his own jeans and at the briefest touch of her hands, his cock responded the way she knew it would.
“Oh, baby,” he groaned. “We should wait till we get—”
His words were lost when she wrapped her hands around his thick cock, her own desire flaring up again between her legs.
“I’m not waiting for anything,” Mia said, and moments later, she leaned over and wrapped her lips, still coated in thick red lipstick, around his thickness. Evan’s heat filled her and Mia didn’t waste any time. She could have gone slow and drawn it out, rewarding him with the pleasure she knew he deserved after making her quiver in front of a room full of strangers, but she couldn’t. All Mia wanted was to feel him inside her.
She sucked and licked at his cock, eliciting the moans of approval she knew she would. Evan threaded his fingers through her hair and guided her head up and down, helping her take and give the pleasure they both wanted and needed.
It didn’t take long before she felt him stiffen and she knew she didn’t have much time if she wanted to have him inside her.
Mia pulled herself up and with a quick move, straddled Evan in the front seat. She wiggled until her skirt rode up over her hips, a little harder without the easy access of the school uniform.
“We’ve never done it in the car.”
“So don’t you think it’s about time, then?” Mia ground her hips against him, just gentle enough to drive him crazy.
Evan groaned and that was all the assent Mia needed. She dropped herself down until his cock impaled her and she had him inside her. She rode him hard and fast, her pleasure re-igniting quickly.
She closed her eyes, allowing herself to focus on the impending orgasm that would crash over her body. But it wasn’t Evan’s lithe, lean body that filled her vision. Instead, it was the smooth, broad chest of the man she’d locked eyes with in the classroom. Mia’s eyes flew open and she made a point to stare at her husband, letting her eyes travel up his body to his neck, his handsome familiar face.
“Oh, God, Mia,” he groaned.
She focused on his voice and picked up the pace, rubbing her clit against him as she rode him. It was only moments before she felt his thighs tense, and he gripped her back, taking his release only seconds before her own climax exploded within her.
Mia collapsed on him, letting both of their bodies adjust before she pulled away. She closed her eyes and nuzzled against his neck. She tried to enjoy the afterglow of the second orgasm she’d had that had blown her mind, but instead of letting herself relish in the moment, her mind kept floating back to the man in the class. Irritated with herself, she planted a soft kiss on Evan’s neck and pulled herself off him, sliding back into the passenger seat.
“Well, that was fuckin’ awesome,” Evan said. “If the first night is any indication, I think I’m going to like the Institute. A lot.” Evan zipped up his pants and turned the key in the ignition before looking at her. “What do you think, babe? I know you weren’t so sure.”
“I couldn’t agree with you more,” she answered honestly.
Mia tugged her skirt down and turned to grab her seat belt. Her eyes swept across the parking lot that she assumed was empty. But it wasn’t. Her eyes locked with a woman standing in the shadows. Far enough that she hadn’t noticed her earlier. Close enough that she would have seen everything that Mia and Evan had just done.
Out of reflex, Mia moved to tell Evan what she saw, but a movement stopped her. A man. The man slid his hand around the woman who she could now see was the blond woman from class. His hand slipped into the woman’s sweater, clearly fondling her breast. But he wasn’t focused on his partner. No, his eyes were locked on Mia, a smile on his face.
Mia knew she should look away. She should say something. But she was frozen, watching the scene play out in front of her.
The man slipped his hand into the front waistband of the woman’s pants, and a moment later, withdrew a finger, lifting it to his mouth. With his eyes holding Mia’s, he put the finger into his mouth and sucked.
Mia felt her entire body convulse with what could only be an aftershock of the orgasm she’d just had. Or was it?
“Mia?”
She shook her head and looked away from the man. “Sorry,” she said. “I just thought I saw something.”
“What did you see?”
“Nothing.” She smiled at him. “What were you saying?”
Evan’s mouth turned up into a grin. “I was just asking you if you were as turned on as I was by that couple watching us fuck.”
THE END
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