I stuck my cock in her mouth

Sneering as I stared down at her, I grit my teeth and gripped my shaft, touching the tip to her wet, pink lips. Suddenly defiant, she turned her head away. I gripped her hair even tighter and she let out a wince, mouth contorted in pain as I **** her head back to face me, then slid the head of my cock between her lips. I sighed as I felt her wet lips immediately suckle around it, and her tongue on the underside as I pushed into her mouth with a soft grunt.

“Oh, fuck yeah,” I growled as I made her blow me with my gripping hand at the back of her head. “Suck that fucking cock.” She exhaled sharply, wanting this as much as I did. Her cheeks were flushed bright pink, the shame and embarrassment of committing this sinful act, and wanting to, making her eyebrows wrinkle as tears moistened her shut tight eyes. Yet her tongue lapped at the underside of my cock hungrily, her lips suckling, milking my dick with purpose.

“That’s right, bitch,” I sighed, the power I felt, intoxicating. “Eat that dick.” She whimpered, the palms of her hands suddenly against my bare thighs, nails digging in with each rude word that came from my mouth, shamefully exciting her. “What a good fucking cocksucker you are. Mmmmphh. I know you love it. You love my having my cock in your mouth…don’t you? Huh, bitch?” I gripped her hair and pulled, and she grunted out a painful moan in response, making me sneer and grit my teeth, giving me the only answer I was going to get.

I took a chance and pushed my cock further into her mouth, she held her breath and then gagged quietly, her reflex making her chest heave. I groaned and pulled back, my eyes still staring down at her as tears wet her still closed eyes.

It would feel so fucking good to just keep going and unload in her mouth. And I knew she would let me. But today I wanted more. Maybe that’s why she was giving me such good care right now, in the hopes that I would get lost in her mouth and forget. But I never forget. I wanted what was mine.

“Are you ready for me?” I asked, reminding her. She panted through her nose, sucking harder as my question sobered her up. Her eyes suddenly opened, wide and wild. Her blowjob faltered a bit as the prospect no doubt immediately dominated her thoughts. She made an uneasy noise, but I pulled her head to me and kept slowly fucking her mouth. The fear in her eyes was obvious. The panic. She stopped sucking and simply knelt there as my cock slid in and out across her wet tongue, unsure of how to even respond, completely at a loss of what to do.

I wanted her to stay turned on, quickly realizing if she panicked too much she would freak out, unable to submit to my desires. And I couldn’t have that. “Look at me,” I said, still pumping in and out of her mouth. Her nervous eyes shot up to mine, fear and **** and shame all plainly etched into them. She subtly shook her head, eyes wide and trembling. “I’ll get you ready,” I said confidently, smiling down reassuringly at her. I pulled out of her mouth and she started panting quickly, fear making her shrink down. “Come here,” I whispered, letting go of her hair to help her up. She opened her mouth to say something, but I pressed my lips to hers before she could protest and end our fun.

She moaned, high-pitched, frustration evident in even that brief moan, but eventually submitted to me, letting me explore her mouth and tongue with my own. Letting my hands wander down her body and settle on her ass, gently but firmly squeezing them. Kneading them. Spreading them.

I broke the kiss and whispered, our breaths loud in each others faces. “Turn around.” She whimpered, uneasy and **** to do it. She was terrified. I lifted her chin with my fingers and kissed her tenderly, letting my left hand come around and touch her pussy through her leggings. She tensed up but then exhaled, letting it happen. “Turn around and let me taste you,” I said gently, but with authority. She exhaled sharply as the prospect of what I was offering, and her body started to turn before she was even aware of it, whimpering as she did, then letting me place my hand on her back and bend her over. She rested her palms on top of her desk, awkwardly holding herself up on locked elbows, and anxiously awaited for me to lead her.

She tensed and straightened her back when the tips of the fingers of my left hand slipped inside the back waistband of her leggings, suddenly panicked that I would, what…just jam my cock up her ass? I smiled endearingly at her trepidation, her innocence wrapping its arms around me like a warm embrace. This girl was…mmmm.

I quickly pulled her leggings down, exposing her panty-covered ass. White, cotton panties. Simple, yet so fucking effective. They hugged her small, tight ass perfectly, accentuating the shape of her, inviting me in for a closer look. I ran my right hand over her ass as I pulled her leggings down, slowly caressing her cheeks, sliding my palm and fingers over her what was mine. The warmth of her asshole and pussy was soothing under my skin, radiating sensually through the thin fabric of her underwear, almost begging me to tear them off of her.

I leaned in and pressed the underside of my cock against her ass, wedging myself between her cheeks to feel how warm she was. “Fuck,” I grunted through gritted teeth, slowly grinding against her. She simply breathed, unable to do anything else with my weight pressed against her. She turned her head and snuck a glance behind her at me. I looked up from her ass and locked eyes with her, mine serious. Lustful. Hers, unsure, yet still aroused. Expectant. I smirked, knowing what she wanted. Hoped for. Needed. Craved.

I licked my lips and made sure she saw it. Her face went pink and she looked away, turning her head back to look first at the closed door of the classroom, then down at her desk as she silently accepted what was about to happen with a trembling, quiet exhale.

I let my weight off of her and slowly…so slowly, slid her panties down, stopping just above her knees with the waistband of her leggings joining her underwear as they rolled up together around her legs. I briefly brought my shaft to her and let the underside touch against her asshole as I spread her open gently. She gasped and puckered, tensely holding her breath as I let my cock slowly slide from the base just above my balls, down to the tip, then I got down on my knees and inhaled her scent, running the underside of my tongue down her right ass cheek. She let out a deep sigh of relief, quiet, but louder than she’d meant.

The smile was gone from my face, replaced by a sneer of lewd hunger, my mouth watering as I smelled her pussy. Smelled her ass. So clean. So fucking fresh. Already wet for me, from both my touch and the act of forcing her to her knees to suck me. Wet for her master. For Daddy. Wet for me like she’d never be for him. Not ever. Not like this. With such hungry, shameful anticipation.

I leaned down and opened my mouth, then quickly placed it against her pussy and licked up, all the way up, dipping into her pussy as it licked up through her soft, warm folds, then up her crack, spreading her open to taste her tight, puckered asshole. She tensed and inhaled sharply, sensually, then lowered her head to savor the sensation with a quiet sigh. Her hips slowly curled, her back arching to let me know how fucking bad she wanted me to keep going. I slowly smacked my lips together, tasting her in my mouth, then swallowed her juices. Sweet. Delectable. Mouth-watering. Intoxicatingly so.

“Do you like that, Laura?” I asked, the smile returning to my lips as I watched her hips and ass wriggle slowly, blindly searching for my tongue in an effort to reconnect with it. “Do you like it when I lick your pussy?” She let out a frustrated breath, wanting more. “When I lick your ass?” She puckered as I watched, with front row seats to her arousal. She wouldn’t answer, but I knew my words were turning her on. Her ass stuck back subtly, inviting me in for another taste as she arched her back, trying somewhat successfully to keep her breaths quiet. To keep her need secret.

“You’re so wet for me,” I commented playfully, my voice barely above a whisper. She whimpered in frustration, eager to have her needs met. I smiled and bit my lower lip, enjoying teasing her like this. Prolonging it. Her hands shifted on the desk, impatient now, though she’d never ask for me to do what she wanted me to do. I inhaled again, swallowing, in love with her sent. Her flavor. I smiled again, then decided she’d earned a little warm up.

Leaning in, I stuck my tongue out and pressed it against her pussy, wiggling it against her wet, warm lips, right against her clit. She tensed momentarily and then let out an almost triumphant sigh. I couldn’t help but hum pleasantly as I wiggled my tongue against her, adding my slick saliva to her sweet juices. She tasted so good.

“You like that?” I asked playfully, then quickly licked her. She inhaled sharply and exhaled each time I did it, teasing her with quick licks, each one connecting with her clit, stimulating her, her building arousal, obvious and captivating.

I closed my lips around her clit and began quickly suckling on it, making her gasp and moan out against her will, overcome by the sudden stimulation. My tongue quickly flicked over her clit as it popped in and out from between my lips, quickly heightening her arousal faster than she’d expected. Her back arched and her ass pushed back against my face. I pressed into her as I plunged my tongue inside her pussy, my nose now poking against her asshole. She moaned sharply, unable to keep it bottled up, then clamped her hand over her mouth as it came out louder than she’d intended.

I hummed, savoring the sweet taste of her pussy, then began slowly tongue-fucking her, her pussy’s walls caressing my tongue with each thrust, trying to suck on it, almost mimicking what her lips were doing to my cock a few minutes ago.

“Mmmm,” I hummed, the taste of her making my dick harden like steel. I grabbed her ass with both hands and spread her wide open, forcing my tongue as far inside her as it would go, painfully straining that little connective flap on the underside of my tongue as it threatened to tear open to allow me to plunge into her even deeper.

I slid my left hand up and onto her lower back, pressing my thumb against her asshole with just the slightest threat of penetration.

“Hhhohmygosh, ohhh,” she softly moaned, then inhaled sharply as she lay her right cheek down onto her desk, completely submitting to my dual ****. I hummed again, reminding her how good it could feel back there, flicking my tongue up and down inside her pussy as my thumb gently slipped inside her asshole, smoothly passing the ring of her suddenly sphincter as she cooed, unable or unwilling to stop me as her body relaxed to allow this lewd but highly erotic double penetration.

I slowly pulled my thumb back out and repeated its sensual intrusion of her back door, smoothly entering her again while my tongue kept her pussy screaming for more. She moaned through gritted teeth, reluctantly and completely in submission to me. Fuck, if her fiancé could see her now. My cock flexed and I felt the precum surge up my shaft. I wanted to fuck her so bad. Jesus Christ.

I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and began deeply lapping at her clit and through her wet folds, grunting with each upward lick of my tongue. My right hand came down hard and spanked her right ass cheek. Her asshole puckered around my thumb at the sudden pain, and she winced, moaning out in unexpected pleasure.

I moaned loudly as I licked her again and again, in heaven as I tasted her and felt the snug grip of her asshole around my thumb, smoothly fucking her with it. Her voice became higher-pitched, and I suddenly was aware that she might cum before we got to the main event. If she did, there was no way I’d be able to fuck her. She’d be too sensitive to continue, especially back there. And people had a way of sobering up once they came, so it would have severely affected her current state of arousal.

No, if I was going to act, it had to be now. While she was still fucking putty in my hands. And in my mouth.

I slipped my thumb out of her ass and she winced at the sensation of me pulling out, letting out a deep sigh, already missing the feeling of fullness my finger offered her. She let out a moan of surprise when I let her clit pop out of my lips after a last kiss against her pussy, and I quickly stood up behind her, wanting to strike while the iron was hot.

I stared down at her ass as my right hand spread her right ass cheek wide open. I grabbed my cock and pressed the tip against her asshole. Her reaction was immediate. She tried to clench her ass cheeks and pull herself forward. I groaned and tried again, pressing the head of my cock against her asshole, my dick raging in my hand, silently screaming to be inside her warm ass.

She moaned, high-pitched and sudden, her panic slightly dulled by her arousal. I brought my left hand to my mouth and spit a glob of warm saliva into it, then quickly rubbed it all over the head of my cock. The anticipation was driving me fucking crazy, precum oozing as my hand twisted around my now slick, slimy cockhead. I pressed it against her asshole again and my eyes widened deviously when the tip of my cock just barely pushed into her asshole. Oh God, yes. Her right hand quickly reached back and her nails dug into my thigh.

Hard.

“Ah!” she almost yelped, tensing up even more. I looked up at her, and the panicked fear in her eyes as she stared back into mine made gave me pause. I let out a soft groan of frustration. No. Please no. Don’t give up now, Laura. We’re so fucking close. I pushed just a little, the slick head of my cock trying to insert itself inside her, and her nails dug into my thigh with unexpected strength. I grit my teeth as her eyes, wide and wet, filled with a mixture of terror, ****, innocent sensuality, all draped with a sheer curtain of lust that was undeniable.

She was terrified.

“Relax,” I said gently, desperation in my husky voice. “Just relax.”

“Wait,” she said urgently, pupils wide as the moment overwhelmed her. “Waitwaitwait.” Her voice was pitiful, and I almost stopped. Almost.

I pressed my luck, my confidence overriding any sympathy I may have had for her in the moment. Too turned on to stop, I squeezed my shaft tight and gently pushed, feeling her anus soften around the tip of my cock, reluctantly opening to let me in.

“Ah!” she cried out sharply, more out of fear than pain, her nails digging into the skin of my thigh, making me groan. “Pleasewaitpleasewait!” Her panicked voice was nothing more than a whisper. I stopped pushing, the heavenly feeling of her asshole puckering around the tip of my cock making my dick flex, sending round after round of lubricating precum out into her ass.

Laura, please.

I groaned loudly, frustrated. Yet my conscience understood. God damn it.

Maybe it was too big for her.

Maybe she couldn’t.

Wouldn’t.