"No," I whisper.
"No one's licked your cunt." It's more of a statement. My cheeks are bursting with heat and I shake my head. "Have you ever had fingers inside here?" he asks, teasing my slippery entrance. My lips pout and I nod. "Whose?" he asks angrily. I like it.
"Only mine," is a whisper on my lips. "I was too shy to let anyone down there."
The dreamiest smile splays across his lips that has me glowing. He's pleased I've never let another guy touch me.
"I've only ever played with myself," while thinking of you I want to add. Pausing to take a breath, I admit, "I wasn't sure if I needed to shave to, so I, ah, just never went any further because I was embarrassed."
His fingers form a diamond over my pussy and he spreads my lips wide open. I gasp, on the edge of humiliation and desire. Cool air assaults me and I clench, puckering up.
"Don't you dare touch a thing. All I need to do is move the hair out of the way and a present is waiting for me… like now."
My back bows in response. His words are enough to send me over the edge. "Mr. Vaughn…”
"I can't wait to fuck you, Lexi. But first, I need to know what purity tastes like before I darken you with my touch."
A moan falls from my lips and I nearly whimper, lifting my hips to him. He chuckles under his breath and closes the distance.
His lips touch to my pussy and he sucks. I yell out, unable to control myself. I've never felt anything so good in my entire life that I weaken in seconds. My hands find his head and rub his hair, pushing his face into my needy pussy. His large hands hold my thighs down as his tongue glides along each side, up the hidden slits and down to my entrance before he's French kissing my clit like a fucking expert. I yank on his hair, feeling my heart in my throat and take a deep breath, twisting and turning under him.
Pulling his head back until he breaks free from me, Mr. Vaughn finally comes up for air from between my legs. His mouth is glistening and there's fluid on his facial hair. But it's his eyes that pull me in. He looks downright maniacal, and it unlocks something in me.
"I want you to put your fingers in me and lick me at the same time. I've always wondered what it would feel like."
Without a word, he leans forward. I can't help it and lift my hips up to meet his thirsty lips like I'm offering myself up. I feel his thumb push against my entrance then slip inside. Suddenly I'm pumping quick and hard, eager to come as I feel the impending orgasm start in the tips of my toes. I'm on the brink of when his teeth strike my tender clit. I sigh, unable to hold back my vocals. Mr. Vaughn doesn't stop me as I thrust against his mouth like a wicked animal. A moan falls from my lips and I whimper in bliss over and over forgetting that I'm on school grounds. I'm so close and almost there when he pulls away again and a gust of cool air blankets my pussy.
Lifting my head to question him, Mr. Vaughn takes a moment to spread my legs as wide as he can to get a good view.
"I've been such a good boy this year," he says, his eyes on my pussy.
His mouth is covered with my juices now and he's breathing hard like he's about to blow in his pants when he leans in and plunges his tongue into my entrance, stroking around my virgin walls. I moan with divine pleasure, my eyes rolling shut. He uses his tongue like a spoon to scoop me out. It reminds me of someone eating soft serve ice cream.
"Oh, oh, oh…"
"The first time you come, is in my mouth," he says, then brings his hand up.
Before I know what he's doing, Mr. Vaughn slaps my clit with his palm and covers my mouth with his other hand. I yell against his palm and my hips raise and meet his mouth. He sucks my painfully hot clit between his teeth while he penetrates my entrance with two fingers. I explode in his mouth and his lips suck tighter to my pussy as I orgasm on his tongue. Silver stars dance before my eyes. My legs come down and lock behind his neck as my body takes on a rhythm of it's own, riding his mouth with unbashful vigor while his fingers reach as deep as they can go. I can't control myself and he seems to like it by how he's, quite literally, eating me out.
"Oh, God, don't stop, don't stop, don’t ever stop," I say, my voice taking on a husky note.
My thighs squeeze around his neck as my hips roll against his face. I hold my breath and feel the most intense orgasm ripple through me, wondering if this is what sex is going to feel like. My toes curl in absolute pleasure and liquid seeps from me but I'm drowning in the best vibrations to care.
Tapping the side of my thigh, something tells me to loosen my legs. I can't process it though and keep rubbing my pussy on his tongue, falling into the sensations his fingers are creating inside of me. I'm panting heavy and, without realizing it, another orgasm rocks through me and I'm nearly crying in tears from the pleasure.
My legs finally loosen as I come down from the best high of my life. I'm positively dripping when he lifts his head to look at me. His hair is dishevelled and his eyes are glossy. He doesn't seem like he can focus and his shirt has wet marks all over it. My brows furrow as it dawns on me that the wet spots are… from me.
"You're a squirter."
I clench my eyes. I've heard of this after watching pornos, but I've never had that happen before when I touched myself. "I didn't…" Do I say I'm sorry?
Mr. Vaughn, much to my surprise, rolls his chair closer to the desk. My fingers are still tugging on his salt and pepper hair when he sticks his tongue out and gently licks my thighs clean before moving to my sensitive pussy while I catch my breath. The sound of him slurping up anything left leaking from me echoes throughout the room. The man has no shame. Turns out neither have I.
I release the hold on his head and sit up just as he's standing. His hand snakes out and grips my throat. I gasp just as his lips crash onto mine. His kiss bruises my mouth and I’m hungry for it. Mr. Vaughn is a dirty kisser, licking my lips, my tongue, his hot breath breathing into me, all the while commanding I follow his lead without so much as saying a word. I can taste myself on him, and it's erotic. I kiss him back just as hard and moan into his mouth. He bites my lip.
"You're a bad girl for not telling me you can squirt. Do you know what that does to my cock, Lexi? You taste so damn fine in my mouth."
His words are dark, mysterious. My eyes light up. Taking my wrist, he guides me to the center of his hips. I palm his massive bulge and my lips part in bewilderment as I stroke the tip of his dick, feeling the crown. He feels really big. Almost too big.
"You're not mad I made a mess?"
"Mad? I'm hard as a fucking rock and all I can think about is splitting you in two because I want to fuck you until you can't walk. All that gorgeous pussy did to me is make me want you even more, right now, right here, Lexi. I'm not mad, I'm turned on all to hell."
I'm still rubbing his package and getting worked up again when he presses his lips to mine and says, "Now it's my turn to come… in your mouth. Get on your knees and open up wide."
He helps me from the desk and I do as he says like a good girl, quietly and with a smile. I just hope I can make him feel as good as he made me feel.
The floor is cold and unforgiving. I undo his belt and pull the zipper down with eager fingers. His cock springs free and I marvel at the view before me. I palm him, observing his erection like he's a precious gift. He's a throbbing purple color and straining like he's in pain. Shoving his pants down further, I take hold of his tightened sack and roll his balls in my palm.
It's definitely not like the dicks I've seen in pornos, all shaved back and skinny, raw and pink from too much unnatural sex. Mr. Vaughn has girth and length. Hair. He's also a man's man, and not some college kid trying to cut it. He's got a hot body that packs a punch. The meaty crown looks both intimidating yet erotic as hell. A tingle sparks between my legs and I rub my thighs together hoping for it to go away.
I look up at him and say in all honesty, "That's not going to fit inside of me. This was a mistake."
He grins, massaging my jaw to open. He watches as his thumb slips between my lips and I suck on it. He swallows
thickly, his Adam's apple bobbing. He pulls his thumb out and wipes it on my cheek.
"It will fit,” he tells me, “Which is why I plan to stretch you out all week, just in time for Santa to bring you your Christmas present."
He lifts a brow. Just before I take him in my mouth, I ask one more question. "Mr. Vaughn, but what does Santa want for Christmas?"
"Santa likes when his elves make it snow on Christmas morning." Still not following completely, I have another question but he cuts me off. "I'm about to come on your face if you don't start." Leaning forward, I wrap my lips around his cock and start licking him. "Suck me off good and don't let any cum slip out of your mouth or you won't get my cock again."
CHAPTER SIX
Leo
This pretty little thing doesn’t know what she’s doing, but it’s delicious. She’s hungry for my dick and it shows in her ambition. She’s trying so hard it’s beautiful to see, eyes open wide as they dare to stare up at me.
Her spit strings from my cock to her mouth as she pulls away enough to retch a little. Overly ambitious. I like that. I like it enough to take hold of her sweet, soft hair and guide her back to me, thrusting my length into her mouth and giving her more.
She takes it. She takes it well.
This is some kind of detention for this horny little girl.
I hold back over and over, keeping my cum from her to make her work for it. Her eyes are watering when I jam myself to the back of her throat. She holds her breath until I pull away, controlling every gasp.
This is indeed the best kind of introduction to a hungry student. Throw them in deep, right from the beginning. They get so much further in their studies.
We are way past the detention cut off when I finally let my balls tighten and blow.
“Get ready, Lexi,” I tell her, and then I shoot my load, thick and fast into her wide-open mouth.
“That’s it,” I say. “Show me your tongue.”
She pokes the pretty little thing right out for me.
I wonder if the taste of me is everything she dreamed of. I can only imagine it’s quite a shocker since it's her first time.
“Swallow,” I grunt and she swallows everything.
I tell her she’s a good girl with a smile on my face, gliding my thumb across her cheek like the proud teacher I am. The way she blooms with happiness is magical.
“What now?” she asks me, with a meek little voice. “Will you take me now?"
Oh, it’s magnificent to see the surprise on her face when I say no.
“No?” she pushes.
“No,” I say. “Not yet.”
"Not yet?" She frowns.
My dick gets hard again seeing how she doesn't want to let me down. Lexi probably thought that if sucked me off good that I'd fuck her for it. Oh, she did and I wanted to. She sucked my cock like a champ, took me down to the root, like she wanted to ace her final exam. But she's not ready for me to fill her yet.
Her shoulders sag and I act quick. I don't want her to doubt herself. “Be a good girl and don't talk back to your teacher again or I'll have to give you another detention." She pauses, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "I want you to play with that pretty little clit of yours and think of me.”
She lets out a giggle. “I won't be able to think of anything else but you.”
Fuck, how I love to hear her say that.
She’s flustered as she leaves the classroom, looking every bit the good student she is as she tugs her bag up onto her back and shoots me a shy look over her shoulder as she opens the door.
“Thank you, sir,” she says, and I smirk harder.
“You’re very welcome, Lexi,” I reply, proud as she closes the door behind her.
I watch her leave the school yard before pulling up the classroom blinds. Taking those tight holes of her is going to be a gem of a pleasure. I’m going to have to restrain myself not to claim the prizes all at once.
And I do manage to restrain myself… for the most part. I'm fucking human after all.
Every day after school she's had detention for talking back. She's purposely been a troublemaker in my class and it just ramps up my need for her. Of course I don't report her to the office. I crumple the paper and toss it into the garbage, keeping that little titbit to myself. That way, every day I can hold her back after classes and suck her clit until she squirts for me. I fucking love that she does it. If she doesn't, then I'll make her come again until she's ripping out my hair and begging me to stop. After school, I fuck her mouth until she gags and tears are running down her cheeks. Every day at school, I make her assure me of just how much she’s thinking of me in bed at night.
Every night in my bed, I think about what a filthy man I am for doing this to one of my students, but it doesn’t stop me. I want her too much for that. She's become an addiction in the best way.
The semester finishes with the students loving the looming holidays. I dismiss her early that day, but I pull her aside and give her the instructions before she leaves.
“I’m going to call your stepmother and tell her how I’m offering extra tutoring. I want you to assure her how much you need it as it accounts for a large portion of your final grade."
Lexi blinks, then her cheeks flame rosy. She knows what I’m saying. “Of course, Mr. Vaughn."
I ruffle her hair, smiling down at her before I gesture to the door.
Lexi follows through. I call her stepmother that very afternoon and she is dismissive. She asks me if Lexi is doing poorly in her studies. I say no, just a little under par, but that I’m sure an extra bit of study with me will put her right before the new year."
“Yeah, thanks,” she says, and that’s all she cares.
Her lack of attention will sure make it easier to bring my plan to fruition. It’s the very first morning of the holidays that I call her stepmother up on her cell.
“Please send your daughter around this afternoon,” I say, and get a simple sure in response. Lexi was right. Her stepmom doesn’t give much of a shit about her.
Lexi’s knock at my front door is meek and mild. She looks divine in her sweet little skirt, trying to look like a sexy slut in a tight top, even in the cold weather. It works. She looks like the sexy little seductress that she is.
I’m right at work when she steps over the threshold and shuts the door behind her. I bundle her into my living room, making her gasp as I press my lips to hers and invade her wet little mouth with my tongue.
She loves it. She groans for more.
I give her more.
I throw her down onto my sofa and pin her hard, grinding my thumb against her needy clit through her panties. I’m not going to hold back this time. I’m about to claim my prize and give her hers, and I do it.
I tug her panties off, splay her thighs nice and wide and I say it. Palming my cock, our eyes lock. Two simple words in a voice that lets her know how serious I am.
“Take it.”
I thrust inside her in one hard plunge, one that she will remember for all time, and grab her hips to steady her. She’s a good girl and she takes it, crying out in little gasps as I pound into her like she claimed she wanted. She’s tighter than I thought she'd be. So fucking tight that my dick is already aching to explode.
"Oh," she says, trying to cover up her pain. "Mr.…" she sighs this time, unable to finish. Her thighs are quaking and her nails are digging into my forearms.
"That's right. Keep taking all of me, you little slut. Spread your legs and give me this cunt or I'll find another whore to take my dick."
She gasps, her pussy clenching around my cock. Thank God my girl likes the dirty talk. I continue with the filth, watching her lips part further in pleasure.
My hips rear back and I drive in without shame. I make her take it hard until I let her take it slow. It's the only way I'm going to break her in right. She’s wet for me as I ease up my hips and change my angle, knowing full well I’m going to find her spot. I do find it. I find the tender place deep that has her gaspin
g to a whole different tune.
Oh yes, I’ve got her.
“Tell me harder,” I say, and she whimpers, nervous.
Her hips answer before her mouth does.
“Harder, please…”
“Relax into it,” I grunt, and she nods.
I lean back enough to circle her clit as I grind myself in. Her hairy pussy is a delight for both of us as it adds another wave of pleasure. I love it that way.
I know she’s tensing up, reaching her peak, and I want to match and come inside her, but I don’t dare. I can’t plant my seed in that forbidden cunt.
“Come for me, you dirty bitch," I say, and she lets herself free, circling herself against me as her breaths come out sharp and fast as I pound into her. "You're a dirty, dirty bitch for watching me fuck Betty Richards from your bedroom window. But it's what you wanted, right? For me to fuck you like I fucked her? You know what happens to whores like you? They get fucked harder, deeper, longer… better." I take a moment to catch my breath before I say, "Your cunt is mine."
"Yes," she moans. "Yes, I wanted…"
She can't even finish her words, let alone make sense. It’s fucking magnificent to watch her come with my cock inside her sore little hole.
I let her collapse, catching her breaths when I pull out of her. I barely give her a moment before I grab her hand and wrap her fingers around my length, thrusting myself against her.
I angle my cock across her swollen pussy and shoot my load in that bush of hair, loving how it streams and glistens. She gasps, fixated as my thick cream drips down her raw, pink cunt.
It’s when I pull away further that I see the gorgeous smears of blood on her thighs. My cock jerks at the sight, hardening. It’s a brilliance when she smiles at me, letting out a giggle right from her heart.
"What do you say, Lexi?"
She takes a moment to think.
“Thank you, sir,” she tells me, and I know she thinks our session is over. Showing her it's not, I bend down to clean the blood from her thighs with my tongue, slurping her up. She becomes lax in seconds and I reward her with a swipe over her very tender clit.
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