And I just sighed. The little girl really had no idea of how appealing she was, genuine, sweet, and smart, all rolled up in a curvy, sexy package, nor did she have any idea that guys were dogs, even teachers who were supposed to be mentors and guides.
“All I’m saying is, be sure to look over your shoulder, you know?” I rumbled, getting up from my chair. “Don’t let Holmes get you into a classroom alone.”
Evie smiled sassily then.
“The way we are now, Mr. Phillips?” she asked provocatively, jutting a hip out. “I mean, I’m alone in a classroom with you right now. Am I in danger?”
And I was all over her then, taking her mouth in a deep kiss, parting her lips with my own, inhaling her scent as she sighed.
“Yeah, you’re in a lot of fucking danger,” I rasped down her throat, my hands stroking up and down her waist before coming around to weigh her breasts in my palms, squeeze that delectable flesh. “Because you’re about to get fucked.”
And I was afraid my crass words, the dirty talk would turn her off but the little girl’s lashes just fluttered, her body going soft in my arms.
“Am I?” she breathed, “Am I really? Then do it.”
And actions speak louder than words. I maneuvered her to the back of the classroom, next to my desk where I’d blown up an air mattress. Yeah, it’s not fancy at all, actually it’s pretty pathetic but I’d tried to make it nice. The mattress was covered with a silk sheet and I’d put some flowers next to it, plus a couple candles so the darkened classroom flickered with romantic ambience.
“For me?” she breathed sassily. “Oh my.”
And I groaned against her neck.
“Honey, I’m sorry it’s not fancy but the next time, it will be, I promise,” I ground out into her smooth flesh. “I didn’t want to jump the gun and scare you, I wanted to keep you in an environment you knew, were familiar with, but at the same time … I can’t wait any longer.”
But Evie pulled back for a moment, her eyes big pools of melted chocolate.
“Is there going to be a next time?” she whispered against my mouth, her tongue flickering against mine, tantalizing, teasing.
And I groaned again, pulling that curvy body towards me so that it was flush against my muscled chest, my dick grinding into her tummy.
“You bet there’s gonna be a next time,” I growled, pulling her hair a bit so that she arched her neck from the tension, deliciously aroused. “But fuck, let’s just stick with this time, baby girl.”
And with that, I began ravaging the untouched virgin. I kissed her mouth, trailed my lips down her chin, across her jaw, before dipping lower and skimming against her décolletage. Oh fuck, she was so delicious, so creamy as I tasted the soft flesh with the tip of my tongue.
“Take off your shirt,” I rasped and with trembling fingers, Evie obeyed. One button after another popped open and my dick punched out ninety degrees at the sight of her tits. Because she hadn’t worn a bra and her Double Ds were on full display, huge, pendulous, tipped with hard bits of pink at the top.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned, my eyes glued to that chest. “Oh fuck little girl, how’d you get so beautiful?”
And without losing a beat, Evie was on her knees in front of me, her hands on my belt.
“What the fu-?” I began, puzzled. I hadn’t even kissed her yet, tasted that breastflesh in my mouth and she was on her knees in front of me?
But the girl had a plan. Her clever fingers had undone my belt and fly, my dick popping out like a mast and now she was cupping her tits, one in each hand, pushing them together so that a deep valley formed in between.
“Fuck my tits, Mr. Phillips,” she whispered slyly, looking up at me from under her lashes. “I know you’re a boob guy, fuck ‘em.”
And what could I do but obey? The little nymphet was so sexy and yet so nasty that my pulse went ballistic, the blood pumping into my pole at a million miles an hour, so hard and pounding that I thought I’d explode.
But I couldn’t. I hadn’t driven myself into Evie yet and that was number one on the list. So I only let myself take a few strokes between her boobs. Licking my palm, I wet my dick with my hand before guiding the missile vertically between her jugs, feeling the soft bellies caress me, cushion me.
“Ahhh,” I grunted, unable to hold back. “Feels so fucking good.”
And the little girl didn’t even reply, she was watching hungrily as my penis stroked up and down between those mountainous titties, the head disappearing and reappearing every few seconds between her generous flesh.
And the little slut did something that surprised me then. Timing her rhythm perfectly, she leaned down and licked the tip of my dick on each upswing, catching a bit of sperm in her mouth, smacking her lips before bobbing down for another sweet sip.