Not quite

I wanted it to last.

And today, I felt confident taking my time. Not like in class. Even with him in under the same roof, I felt an odd, unbothered sensation.

We shared a kiss that seemed to last forever, both of us lost in it while I teased and rubbed her wet pussy, my fingers memorizing each groove. Each soft fold of her pink skin. She was so wet for me. Completely relaxed under my touch, eyes closed as our tongues licked and our lips softly suckled.

I slid my fingers inside her again and she lightly moaned, fighting back the urge to really let go and be as loud as her body demanded. So shy, even now. I loved her this way.

“Stand up,” I whispered as I broke the kiss. She kissed me again like she didn’t hear me, or was unwilling to risk anything further. I returned the kiss for a moment or two, but the urge I felt was too strong to ignore.

“Stand up,” I said again, more firmly this time as I plunged my fingers deep inside her pussy. She whimpered into my mouth, desperately trying to keep me there. But I knew she wanted what I wanted. And the prospect was too enticing for me to be denied.

The walls of her pussy flexed around my fingers as she lightly gasped. She stayed in her seat, unable to pull herself away from my fingers. Her eyes were still closed, as if reality would come crashing down on her if she opened them. But the reality was, I was here, while her weak, pathetic excuse for a man sat in the next room and let it happen.

I slid my fingers out of her pussy and she whimpered, not wanting it to end. I touched her lips with my fingertips and she let out a deep breath, letting me part her lips with them. I gently slid them into her mouth across her tongue, quickly sticking my tongue in her mouth to share with her how fucking amazing she tasted. The passion quickly returned as she returned my kiss. I pulled my fingers out of her mouth and kept kissing her, tasting her pussy on her tongue and lips.

I stood up, taking her with me as my hands cradled her face, then her waist, and then her hips. I roughly spun her around and pushed her down over the table, pressing my crotch into her ass as she inhaled sharply, still trying to keep her voice down. If her eyes were open she most definitely saw the back of his head as it turned subtly, as if he heard the commotion. He didn’t seem to have the will or the strength or the spine to look back at us, instead telling himself it was okay. If he just kept on playing, he wouldn’t have to remember what he’d seen a few moments ago.

I quickly dropped to my knees and took her shorts with me, exposing her perfect ass, snugly hugged by her white cotton panties. Before she could protest I grabbed her ass and pulled it back into my face, inhaling deeply. The scent of her wet pussy was strong. Intoxicatingly so. The breath was **** out of her as I pulled her roughly back when she tried to lean away from me. A close-mouthed hum escaped through her nose as I pressed my nose into her ass, my tongue firmly licking her pussy through her panties.

I curled my fingertips into the back waistband of her panties and tugged them down, making no mistake about who was in control. She submitted to my rough manhandling as I grunted, my cock straining inside my jeans. I had to let it out. Free it from its tight confines. I let go of her ass and unbuckled my belt as I planted a soft, wet sucking kiss against her ass cheek, right over the faint remnants of the hickey I gave to her. I sucked hard and she winced, squirming as my tongue licked the supple skin of her ass cheek. So close to her pussy. So close to her asshole. She moaned lightly from the pain mixed with the sweet pleasure I sucked from that sensitive spot. The scent of her was driving me crazy as I inhaled deeply, and she shivered as her ass softly pushed back into my face.

I tugged my jeans down to my knees along with my underwear and my cock bounced free, the open air making it swell as I pulled my lips off her ass with a loud pop. I hope he fucking heard it. I know she did.

I roughly grabbed both ass cheeks and spread her wide open, lewdly admiring the fresh, dark hickey I just gave her, and her pink, swollen pussy lips, gleaming with her juices as they caught the light. Her asshole puckered, as if inviting me inside. Good God. It was surreal. Like a dream. A fantasy. She was my fantasy.

I reached up and grabbed her wrist, easily overpowering her nervous resistance to pull her hand back between her legs. We’d played this game before, and she quickly slid her fingers through the folds of her pussy, remembering the rules.

“Good girl,” I said, biting my lower lip at the erotic sight before me. She immediately let out a sharp, loud breath, unable to help herself. Her reaction to being spoken to a certain way would always be one of the most adorably sexy things about her. “Play with that fucking pussy.” Her fingers sped up and began making small circles once she found her clit.

I grabbed my cock and started stroking it, then quickly licked against her clit and through her lips. She tensed up for only a moment, then sighed as her back arched and her ass stuck out. I did it again, my tongue licking her frantically rubbing fingers as I cleaned her juices from them, sliding through her soft, wet folds and up to her pussy’s entrance.

“Mmmmm,” I hummed as I closed my lips against her and quickly licked up and into her. Delicious. Sweet. And all for me.

“Hhhohh,” she quietly moaned, planting the palm of her left hand on the table to raise herself up. Her arm trembled as her elbow locked, holding herself there while I ate her.

I licked her slowly with one long stroke of my tongue, from clit to asshole, and she inhaled sharply when my wet tongue touched her anus, making that mildly grossed out noise again like she did whenever I licked her there. Yucky. How embarrassing. Right, Miss Laura? I smiled. Still shy about her ass. Embarrassed to have it licked. Worshipped. So cute. Even now. I wonder if she knows how bad I wanted my cock in there.

I quickly licked her asshole again, flicking my tongue over it again and again. She could be shy all she wanted to, but her fingers sped up even more in response to the extra stimulation at her back door, feeding her impending orgasm. Oh yes, she’d cum. I’d make sure of it. With him right there.

“You like it when I lick your ass?” I asked playfully, already knowing the answer. She was panting, frustrated as she softly moaned that high-pitched moan, unwilling to admit it. I quickly licked it again. “Huh?” She whimpered and arched her back, answering me without answering me.

My left fist was furiously pumping my shaft, my balls bouncing lightly as I got into my finishing rhythm. Like this, behind her like this, with my face buried in her ass…it was kind of my thing. I knew I wouldn’t last. What can I say? I’m a **** to my desires.

I closed my lips around her pussy lips and sucked her clit between them, noisily slurping as my tongue flicked over it. She let out a deep moan, then moaned again immediately when my thumb pressed against her soft asshole.

“HhhOHH,” she moaned. As if to say ‘oh! What is this sensation? I like this very much.’ The combination of my lips, tongue, and both of our fingers suddenly caused her body to tremble. Her elbow was shaking, trying to hold herself up. Like when your calf is flexed a certain way and your leg starts involuntarily bouncing of its own accord.

“Hhhohh,” she moaned again and again, her voice rising in pitch, indicating her imminent release. I stroked my cock faster as I suckled her clit, and pressed the pad of my thumb into her ass, which softened as it relaxed, allowing it entry.

Her legs started to shake and I hummed as I sucked her. I smoothly, gently, pushed my thumb into her asshole and didn’t stop until I was up to the first knuckle, then just held it there while she puckered around it.

I felt that familiar feeling, and prepared to spill out all over the kitchen floor. I raised up on my knees and knew how I wanted to finish. I slid my thumb out of her asshole and she winced loudly as her asshole reluctantly released it. I quickly slid the index and middle fingers of my right hand into her pussy and started pumping in and out of her as I pressed my tongue against her ass, furiously jerking my cock as she started to cum.

She was louder than she meant to be. She tried to contain it but failed in the best way. I hummed as my own orgasm made its intent known, warming my whole body as it built toward release.

Miss Laura’s ass bucked back into my face as her body shuddered in ecstasy. Her high-pitched, euphoric voice of climax did things to me that I can’t even describe, and my cock flexed powerfully. All I could do was moan. Over and over again into her asshole as my tongue licked her, and my fingers fucked her pussy.

Her breaths came out hot and loud as she rode the waves that crashed into her body, and I swear to God I heard the word ‘fuck’ buried in the one, long, continuous moan she breathed out as her orgasm peaked, before settling into panting breaths as it subsided and eventually flowed out of her completely.

“Ohh fuck,” I groaned, pulling my fingers out of her pussy to spread her right ass cheek open. “Laura.” My voice was urgent. I stood up, suddenly wanting to finish on her ass again. She quickly turned around, bumping into me as I awkwardly sat back down in the chair with a thump. She dropped to her knees in front of me and lowered her head into my lap. Oh Jesus. oh God, yes.

Her hands were on my thighs as she urgently took me in her mouth and immediately started blowing me, panting through her nose, driven by lust and the powerful afterglow of her orgasm, uncharacteristically intent on finishing me.

“Fuck,” I grunted, my legs opening as I stared down at the scene before me.

“Mmm!” She moaned in surprise as I came in her mouth. She pulled back for only a moment, then resumed blowing me again as I grunted, shooting shot after shot into her mouth as she quickly sucked. Her fingernails dug into my thighs as if to brace her for the unpleasant taste filling her mouth.

“Ffuck,” I grunted through gritted teeth. “Ohh ffuck.” She kept moaning, her timid, nervous voice coaxing another powerful shot out of me.

When my orgasm ended, I sighed loudly. My hand was on top of her head as she kept sucking. Like she didn’t know when to stop. Or how to stop. She kept panting through her nose as her body came down from its post-orgasm high, softly humming from the pleasure that still radiated from her bright pink, engorged pussy.

“Hhhhh,” I panted, smiling as I almost laughed, stroking her head gently. “Okayokayokay,” I quickly said as the head of my cock was suddenly overstimulated. I winced as I grabbed my dick and pulled it out of her mouth. She lowered her head and held her breath, was quiet for a moment, then suddenly let the breath sharply come out of her nose. The same as yesterday.

Oh my God.

Did she…