Take charge and make her wait

“I will, Tiffini—but not just yet,” I say quietly. “There’s so much for you to learn about your body first. And really, you’re at my mercy here, and I want to take advantage of you. I want to feast on your body and use you for my pleasure.”

As I expect, Tiffini looks highly aroused at my words. She lies back on the bed, spreads her legs, and says urgently, “Use me, Andrew. Take advantage of my innocence. Exploit my vulnerability. Make me your sex toy.”

“OK. Until I leave, you are mine. You will do what I say, and I will teach you the pleasures of your body.” Tiffini nods, eyes glowing with lust. “For starters, you’re holding a treasure that belongs to me.” She looks confused. I reach down and pull her hand out of her drenched slit, then insert mine; understanding dawns. I spread her open with my index and pinky fingers and stroke her inner lips with the middle two. She moans softly. I bend to kiss her gently, and she responds with great enthusiasm. She plunges her tongue into my mouth; mine duels with it, driving it back. She learns quickly, and soon our tongues are fencing lightly and flirting with one another.

I break off the kiss to climb onto the bed and kneel between Tiffini’s thighs, then bend to reclaim her lips. With two very wet fingers, I discover her smallish clit and begin teasing it, circling it and brushing its tip. I grab one of her fat creamy-white breasts with my free hand and spread my fingers around it. I avoid its eager, pleading tip for the moment, but try to touch everything around the areola. I kiss Tiffini’s jaw, nipping the curve under her ear, then nibble down her neck to her shoulder. I leave love bites on the soft, smooth curves of her big melons, making her jump. “Ohhhhh, Andrew, that feels so good . . . I’ve never felt anything so good before.”

“This is just the beginning, sexy girl,” I tell her. “It’s going to get much, much better.”

“Mmmmm, I like that,” Tiffini says. “You’re a real man, and I’m your sexy girl. You’re my hot teacher, and I’m your eager student . . .” As I continue to enjoy the flesh of her breasts, she closes her eyes and goes off. “Mr. Lane, I have a hard time listening in class because my pussy’s so wet every time I look at you. I imagine you pulling my boobs out and sucking on them, then bending me over the desk and fucking me right there in front of everybody. Do you like my big, bouncy boobs, Mr. Lane? Do you like my teenage body? Does it make you want to fuck my tight, virgin teenage pussy?”

All at once I slurp up a nipple, capture the other with a sharp pinch, and lightly squeeze Tiffini’s love button. I can feel the shock hit her. She goes absolutely rigid and howls, high and piercing and wild. I assume this isn’t her first orgasm, but it looks like it’s her first big one.