{Amberle} New--"History 101" (MF, teacher/student) [2/2]
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History 101
Part Two
"You can't deny it, can you?" he whispered, his voice full of satisfaction. I
couldn't.
He leaned down and kissed me, his hands holding my head still as his tongue
thrust into my mouth. I gasped and he ran the tip of his tongue over my teeth,
between my bottom lip and my teeth. His mouth was hot and delicious and
dangerous, and I could feel moisture flood between my thighs.
"You want me." Not a question. I tilted my head up for another kiss, but he
wanted an answer. He leaned back a bit to avoid my kiss and smiled darkly.
"You want me inside of you."
All I could do was nod. It was enough, because he gave me his mouth again,
slid his tongue along mind, gently bit at my top lip. Finally letting myself
touch him with my hands, I grabbed hold of his waist. His hips bucked against
me, grinding into my pelvis.
He reached down and picked up the hem of my sweater to pull it over my head.
When I started to protest weakly, he kissed me, hard and deep. His hands slid
up under the sweater to cup my breasts through my silk bra. Once his thumbs
brushed over my nipples, I was gone. I let him take the sweater off.
"That's it, baby," he said and I loved the sound of dominance in his voice, the
feeling of being led along by this near-boy who should have been off-limits,
but who I was very nearly naked with.
"Carlos?" I said and he murmured quietly. He reached around behind me to
unclasp my bra and I felt heavy with desire, so heavy I couldn't even begin to
try to stop him. After he slid the bra down my arms, he brought his hands back
around to cup my full breasts. He moaned deep in his throat and pulled me down
to push more fully against his erection, straining against the fly of his
jeans.
I lay back on the desk and he pushed aside the few books and a coffee mug that
were in the way. I wrapped my legs around his thighs as he leaned over me,
kissing the soft underside of my breast before he traced his tongue up and
finally took my nipple in his mouth. My back arched up as he suckled and I
tried to hold his head to my breast. He didn't want that though, wanted to
hold me down to the desk, and so he took my wrists in one hand and held them
down stretched over my head. I felt exposed and nakedly open as he stared down
at me, looking his fill of my plump breasts and achingly hard nipples. His
hips rocked against me and I could feel the power of him.
His voice was harsh when he spoke. "Turn over," he said. I wasn't sure what
he meant, the haze of desire and the need to have him inside of me made me slow
to catch on. His hands went to my waist and he pulled me nearly off the desk.
I realized what he wanted and was hesitant, but he didn't give me a chance to
argue. Not allowing me any choice, he guided me onto my stomach, bending me
over the edge of the desk.
"Oh god..." My heart began to beat even harder, and I could feel myself soaking
my panties.
"You like it this way, don't you?" Carlos whispered in my ear as he bent over
me. The table was cold and hard against my breasts, but he was a furnace all
along my back. He pushed a knee between my legs and forced my legs apart.
His hands lifted up my skirt and he quickly slid off my panties. I felt his
fingers slide along the my ass, cupping and squeezing my asscheeks, before he
finally pushed a finger along my soaking wet cunt.
I gasped and bucked against his hand as his fingertip found my clit.
"God you're wet," he moaned. "Open for me, baby...." I spread my legs wider,
desperately needing him inside of me. "That's it--"
I heard him unzip the fly of his jeans, and almost instantly felt the hard tip
of his cock slide across my cunt. His hands gripped my hips as he mounted me,
pulling me back against him. My hands grabbed hold of the edge of the desk,
trying to open myself wide and push up against him at the same time. With a
grunting thrust, he entered me, sliding deep into my delicate flesh. I cried
out at the feel of his penetration, felt myself stretching to accomodate his
cock.
I pushed my hips down against the desk to give his pumping hips the best angle
to enter me. He groaned as he slid in to the hilt and I felt my cunt quiver as
he found a deep, steady rhythm of thrusting. His penetration was relentless
and I felt myself begin to tighten, felt the tingle in the bottoms of my feet
and down my calves as I began to cum. I cried out my orgasm and my cunt milked
his cock. With a deep thrust and a strangled moan, he came, his cock pushing
deep inside of me. Our hips rocked a bit as he finished cumming, one last
chance for him to plant his seed high inside. He collapsed down on my back and
nuzzled the back of my neck. I took a shuddering breath as the last tiny
convulsions of my orgasm twitched through my cunt.
When he pulled out, he kissed my shoulder. He pulled my skirt down over my ass
and ran his hands over my back. I was limp as he turned me around and hugged
my partially clad body against himself. He smelled like sex and I breathed in
deeply. I let my hands roam down to his ass and ran my hands over his jeans.
"Should be a good semester, no?" he said, a smile in his voice.
"I show no favoritism."
He leaned back, a mock-aghast look on his face. "You mean you do this with all
your students?"
I blushed, but managed to sound almost droll when I said "No, but this doesn't
mean you'll get an A."
"We'll work on it," he said, and winked.
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