Waiting for the Teacher (3 page)

“I can’t get enough of you,” he said pumping his hard cock into my small opening making it fit his dick. This is the best pussy I’ve had in my life and I’m not going to let it go or you,” he said moaning as his taut body met my small thin body. I brought my hips and mound up to meet him and pressed it into the top of his abdomen and within minutes he shouted, “You are making me cum so soon I want to enjoy my pussy. Is it mine?”

“It’s yours.” And when I said that, I felt his dick expand in me to the point that it covered all of my opening and then filling me with his wonderful cream. He fell back catching his breath.

I asked him, “What about your fiancé?”

“We broke off our engagement. It was a mutual agreement.”

“And the blond?”

“There was never anything there. It was more for my fiancé. She has a few obsessions she wanted me to engage in. So I looked as she fucked the girls that wanted me. And I would top it off by fucking them in the ass when they were finished pleasuring each other. I refused to make you a part of that when Samantha asked. I want you all to myself and I want to be the only one eating and placing my dick in that sweet cunt.”

I enjoy your ass too. I want all of you every part,” he said with a wide stare, and he turned me over and spanked me lightly. “Is that all you’re going to do,” I asked.

“We have time now that there are no distractions. If you are going to be my girl then I need to tell you about my sexual habits.

Walking up the stairs he laid out what he wanted and what he needed from me. I now took the place of his fiancé and I couldn’t wait to hear what his needs are.

“Number one: When I call you no matter where you are even if you are in class I need you to excuse yourself and have your mound shaved and ready for me to eat your pussy.” He looked at me as if I would protest. Then he went to number two: “I am your boyfriend now and I will not allow you to go out with one of those football jocks and have him take your sweet cunt because he wouldn’t know what to do with it.”

We were upstairs and he pulled my top over my head and lightly lay me on my back looking at my breasts, placing his fingers in my opening smelling them and then placing them in his mouth. He gazed at me, pulled up my skirt as he surveyed my opening and said, “I want you to wear black stockings and a garter belt, the one with the opening in the crouch and black high heels.”

“Is that all, I asked him?” By that time he opened my legs, eased his finger through my anus. I stirred from the stimulation and from the surprise. Then he placed one finger in my moist opening, and with his head covering my mound his tongue found my clit. He began sucking it as I watched him cum on the sheets, and I felt my juices dripping on his finger from my own powerful orgasm, and my anus vibrated on his other finger, and I watched in delight as his dick shot out another blast of cum.

The End

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He was shy, he was handsome, he wanted to overcome the woman of his dreams, throw her on the bed, fill her with his cum, but instead he would stare out at her from his apartment window and pleasure himself. He knew the time, he knew where she would be, he knew when she dropped her panties and bra and stood at the open window, prancing naked in her high heels, bending over showing her wonderful butt and anus, then she would enter the shower.

He knew all of this.

She knew he peeped at her on occasions and stroked his cock filling it with cum, and she fulfilled his dreams of having her, because he thought he couldn’t. She would walk into the shower and massage her mound and then cum. He didn’t know that she needed him to watch. But would that be enough for both of them?