She gasped at one gentle pinch.
Perfect. Seemed my little student like a little pain with her pleasure.
As I played with her breasts, I lowered my head and put my mouth on her. Finally.
She was slick and sweet and I could eat her pussy for hours.
But I’d kept her on edge since the day before. She’d been spanked and I’d played with her clit before she sucked my cock. Then I’d left her hornier than ever. Now, she was so primed a flick of my tongue on her clit set her off. She writhed and screamed as her cream coated my lips.
The sound of her orgasm almost had me coming. Her thighs had clamped around my head and they’d quivered as she came. Her breathing was ragged and I knew when she touched herself it had never been like this.
No, she’d come all over my face.
“Please,” she begged.
“What do you need, young lady?”
She was sprawled lewdly on my couch, her uniform skirt bunched up about her waist, her legs parted and her pussy on display, all hot pink and swollen, dripping onto my leather couch cushion. Her pert tits were visible with her prim blouse parted, the pale skin glistening with sweat. She was every schoolgirl fantasy I ever imagined.
“More,” she breathed.
“More what?” I asked. “Use your words and tell your teacher.”
“Your cock. Please. I feel… I feel empty.”
I’d longed to hear those words from her lips. With a gentle touch, I swirled her entrance. “Your pussy’s off limits. No cock in that hole.”
She whimpered her disappointment.
“I know it’s hard, but doctor’s orders. I’ve already claimed your mouth.” Moving my finger lower, I circled the crinkled rosebud of her ass.
“If you want my cock, then I’ll take this hole next. Has any boy ever touched you here?”
She tensed, but her head thrashed from side to side as I circled and pressed against the tight hole. “No.”
“Then this will be tonight’s lesson. Taking my cock in your ass.”
“B-but—”
“You’re wearing your uniform, young lady. You’re going to be my good student aren’t you, Jane?”
She opened her eyes and I saw they were blurry with passion, but filled with a wariness that only came with innocence. She looked down at herself and tugged her blouse closed, although it did nothing to make her look any less erotic.
Besides seeing her and defiling her in her schoolgirl outfit made me hot as fuck, it was also a symbol of her role. My student. Mine.
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s right.” Using her cream to ease the way, I pressed the tip of my finger into her back entrance. She moaned at the slight invasion before I retreated, stood and scooped her up into my arms.
“Good girl. That virgin hole’s mine, too, and I’m taking it right now.”
Chapter Six
Jane
I nuzzled my head against Mr. Parker’s neck, and he felt so, so good. His flesh was warm against mine, his arms tight around me. I felt warm and protected, all because of him. He bound up the stairs, still carrying me bridal style, and when we reached the top landing, he turned to the left and walked towards the end of the short hallway.
He kicked the door closed behind us and my heartbeat sped up when I saw the king-sized bed in the middle of the room. This was actually going to happen – anal sex.
I’d watched that kind of porn, but I couldn’t imagine why people would actually do it. Wasn’t my pussy more than enough for him?
Why would horny people need to find a second hole?
Mr. Parker wanted it though, had even slipped the tip of his finger in me. It hadn’t hurt, but it had been uncomfortable and… weird. And good, if I admitted the truth. But his cock? It had been in my mouth so I knew how big it was, but there?
Mr. Parker’s eagerness for it made me interested. He was the experienced one. He knew I’d like it; he wouldn’t do it otherwise.
I’d tried sticking a finger in my ass once before after watching porn, and I didn’t like the feeling. Would this time be any different, now that I was going to do it with someone much more experienced? Maybe, I did anal fingering wrong. I hoped I’d been wrong.
Mr. Parker threw me on the bed and I bounced once and squealed before I moved my body higher towards the headboard.
“I want that skirt up about your waist, young lady. Show your teacher your pretty pussy and ass.”
He propped his hands on the edge of the bed and watched as I wriggled the skirt back up, my breasts bouncing as I did so. He then crawled closer until he hovered over me. His hand started to brush my skin softly, up and down and up and down my outer thighs, then skirting inwards.
“You’re so fucking wet, Jane,” he whispered against my ear, as I kept my eyes closed. “I love everything about you. Your round, supple breasts, your pussy that’s always wet for me, and that tight asshole that’s going to soon be all mine.”