Page 37 of Her Forbidden Teacher

Her tits are an overwhelming handful and I’m aching to hold each one like they’re precious stones unearthed from a buried treasure box. But I want to see the rest of her, too. The whole package.

She bites on her plump bottom lip as I begin tugging her shorts and panties off. It takes forever to slide them off her long legs, but once they’re gone, it was worth the wait. Tentatively, she parts her thighs, giving me a peek of her sweet pussy.

“Show it all to me, baby,” I rasp out. “I’ll show you mine.”

Her eyes flicker with need and she obeys, sliding her feet up near her ass and then letting her knees fall apart. I’m transfixed on the beautiful sight before me. Her pussy, smooth and free of hair, opens up, revealing dark pink flesh hidden beyond the outer pale lips. Arousal slicks her opening that seems far too small to accommodate my cock. It twitches in protest.

“Your turn,” she says breathily. “I want to see your dick, Theo.”

I’m not sexy, and too eager, when I yank my shorts and boxers off. My cock bounces heavily, slinging pre-cum across theinside of her thigh. The sudden urge to paint her pussy with my cum overwhelms me.

“Oh. You’re really big.”

“You have nothing to compare it to, remember?”

She laughs. “True, but my eyes don’t deceive me.”

I curl my hand around my cock, stroking it, enjoying the way her eyes darken. “As much as I want to push inside of you, I need to taste your first. Can I lick your pretty pussy, baby?”

She nods as a pink blush creeps over her entire body. “I’m nervous.”

“You won’t be soon. It’s going to feel so fucking good. And when you come from my tongue, I’m going to make love to you. Sweet and slowly because you’re an angel who deserves nothing less.”

“What if I want it rough and fast?”

“Next time.” I wink at her. “If I do anything that hurts or you don’t like, tell me. You’re in charge here.”

She tenses up when I settle between her thighs. I can smell her sexy grapefruit scent. Makes me wonder if she tastes like the fruit or if she’s sweeter like a peach. When I flick my tongue out and run it along her slit, she jolts in the bed as if electricity zapped her.

“You okay, beautiful?”

“Yessss. Keep going.”

Her fingers find my hair as my mouth latches on to her clit. She squeals and yanks at the strands. The next several moments, she maneuvers me this way and that way, showing me exactly what she likes and at the pace that makes her scream. I lick and suck and nip at her sensitive flesh. My tongue slides inside of her and the taste is so perfect I can’t describe it. It’s not fruity or sweet. It’s just her. Made just for me. She drags me back to her clit, indicating what she wants. I pleasure her clit until she’s screaming and thrashing wildly in my bed.

Once she’s done, I slowly crawl up her body. My cock taps along her flesh as I move. Then, I kiss her with my messy mouth, letting her taste her own perfection.

Her long legs wrap around my waist, encouraging me to take her. I pull away from our kiss to meet her hooded gaze.

“I want to fuck you so bad, angel, but we need to talk first.”

She whines. “No talking. Just fucking.”

I playfully bite on her bottom lip. “When I found out my ex was cheating on me, I got tested for STIs. I’m negative. And I know you said you’re a virgin, so I can presume the same for you.”

“So, what’s the problem?” she gripes. “Let’s do this.”

“Birth control?”

She scowls at me. “Ugh. I’m not on it.”

“So, condoms then.”

We both frown as if this is the worst idea ever. This then makes us crack up laughing.

“How about when I’m about to come, I’ll pull out?” I say, rubbing my cock against her clit.

“What if I want you to keep it inside me?”