Couch lap sex

Lisa's heart raced as she led Alissa across the empty classroom. The couch by the window beckoned, its dark fabric a stark contrast to the clinical surroundings. Lisa, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, shoved Alissa onto the cushions. The futanari beauty landed with a surprised gasp, her platinum blonde hair cascading around her shoulders. Lisa drank in the sight of Alissa's toned volleyball player's body, her own arousal growing at the thought of what was to come.

Alissa's eyes darkened with lust as she propped herself up on her elbows, a playful smirk tugging at her lips. "Get over here before I grab you," she commanded, her voice a low growl that sent shivers down Lisa's spine.

Without hesitation, Lisa jumped onto Alissa's lap, straddling her. The heat between them was palpable, and as Alissa's impressive length pressed against Lisa's wetness, a moan escaped her lips. Alissa wasted no time, her hands gripping Lisa's hips as she thrust upwards, filling Lisa with one swift motion.

Their bodies moved together in a sexual rhythm, Alissa's tall frame the perfect match for Lisa's lithe form. Their eyes locked as they explored each other's bodies. Alissa's lips found Lisa's in a searing kiss, their tongues dancing in a mimicry of the act their bodies were performing.

As they continued to rock against each other, Alissa's lips trailed away from Lisa's mouth, finding her ear. "You feel so fucking good," Alissa whispered, her voice thick with desire. "I love how your tight pussy grips my cock."

Lisa could only moan in response, her body alight with pleasure. She rode Alissa with wild abandon, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Alissa's dirty talk continued, each word stoking the fire within Lisa.

"That's it, ride my dick. I want to feel you come all over it," Alissa purred, her fingers digging into Lisa's flesh.

Lisa's climax built with each passing second, a coil of pleasure winding tighter and tighter in her core. She could feel Alissa swelling within her, a sign that her own release was imminent.

With a final, powerful thrust, Alissa tipped them both over the edge. Lisa's orgasm crashed over her, waves of ecstasy washing away all coherent thought. She cried out, her voice echoing off the classroom walls as Alissa's hot release filled her.

Spent, Lisa collapsed forward, her head resting on Alissa's shoulder. They stayed like that for a moment, their heavy breathing the only sound in the room. Finally, Lisa lifted her head, capturing Alissa's lips in a tender kiss that belied the intensity of their coupling.

With a soft sigh, Lisa disentangled herself from Alissa's embrace and stood on shaky legs. She looked back at Alissa, who was sprawled across the couch, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"I can't wait for our next session," Alissa said, her voice filled with anticipation.

Lisa grinned deviously. "Well then you better hope your grades keep improving" she replied, her eyes gleaming with lustful promise.

The end of the school day approached, and students began to fill the halls once more. Lisa and Alissa exited the classroom, their demeanor casual, as if they had spent the last hour doing nothing more scandalous than solving algebraic equations.