It felt like hours had passed by, but I was sure it hadn't been that long. Mr. Willard had brought me to the brink of orgasm exactly 8 times only to pull away just as I was about the fall over the edge. I was a sweating, tense ball of need and all I could do was let him do it! I groan and close my eyes, stiffening myself even more so when I feel his tongue against my clit again, rolling it in quick circles. It takes maybe a few seconds for me to be moaning high in my throat as my pussy spasmed, so close… So damn close. And then he stopped again, glancing up at my face and smiling darkly at me. I whimper softly and bite my lip, my body trembling due to my strained muscles being stiff for so long. I tried to close my legs, but he definitely wouldn't let that happen. He kept his hands on my knees, pushing them as wide as they could go. I felt his breath against me again and I started shaking my head, not wanting him to tease me anymore but knowing that he will do whatever he wants. This time his lips wrapped themselves around my swollen bud and he suckled it into his mouth and slowly slid the tip of his tongue against me.
"Fuck," I whimper and arch my back, resisting now… The pleasure was growing almost painful and all I wanting right now was for him to just let me come now or not at all…
He pulled away and slid up my body back to my lips and kissed me hard and roughly. There was no love in his kiss, only lust. He reached up and untied my hands, which I am sure were now swollen from pulling on the ropes as hard as I was, and pushed me down so that I was laying on my back on the couch. I looked up at him with pleading eyes.
"Not yet," He husked and started pulling down his pants, revealing his fully erect cock to me. Holy fuck! That was inside me… I groan softly as he leans down and holds my hands above my head.
"See how hard you make me Ellice," He says, his voice heavy with lust. He was turning me on so much with just his voice that I had to press my legs together.
He is leaning over me, placing his other hand on the back of the couch, letting his cock slide against my lips and I knew just what he wanted. I opened my mouth to wrap my lips around the tip of his cock but he just pulled away and shook his head.
"Use your tongue first," He says sternly. I let my tongue slide against the head of his cock, licking it like an ice cream cone and then letting reach down to the base and I lick all the way up the length of his long shaft before take in into my mouth, sucking it slowly to the back of my throat as far as I could and I start to bob my head slowly so that he slides in and out of my mouth. He moans softly and tangles his hand into my hair, suddenly taking control. He pulls my head hard against him, farcing me to take all of his cock down my throat. I gag hard as my air is cut off and I feel my eyes water a little. He moans again and starts to thrust in and out of my mouth, each time ramming himself all the way down my throat, making me gag with every thrust until he finally pulled away before he came, leaving me gasping for air. He smiles slyly down at me and walks down to the end of the couch where my feet are and forces my legs apart again so that he can climb in between them.
The burn was back, or rather, I became aware of it again when he let the head of his cock rub against my clit. I whimper and bring my hands down and around his waiste so that my fingers dig into his buttocks.
"Please," I breath, not able to hold back from begging any longer.
"Please what?" He says and kisses along neck, thrusting his hips just slightly so that his cock just barely slide inside of me. I groan and bit my lip.
"Fuck me," I husk, tilting my hips up to his, tempting him. He slammed into me and I moan loudly as my pussy starts to spams around his cock.
"Don't come yet," He whispers in my ear, "Wait for me…"
I groan softly and stiffen all of my muscles as he starts to thrust hard and fast into me. My pussy starts to quiver again and I groan, trying to hold back my orgasm for as long as I can. It didn't help that his cock was inside me, hitting all of the right spots…
Don't come don't come don't come…
"I can't," I whimper as my body starts to tremble.
"You can," He grunts "Hold it back baby I am almost there."
I felt his cock swell inside of me as he pounded in to me faster, as it proving that he was close. I bite my lip hard and wrap my legs around his waist, my nails digging in to his buttocks now. I felt it. I was right there. I just needed… What did I need?
"Now," Mr. Willard groans, his body suddenly stiffening… I suddenly exploded with ecstacy, screaming as my entire body seems to shake as my orgasm rips through me like a firework. Not long after me I feel him still as he finds his release inside of me, making me shudder and moan softly. Then we were both just laid there, breathing heavily.
He held me close to him, as if he didn't want to let me go.
"I love you," I breathe, not even thinking about it. I hadn't even realized I had said it out loud until I felt him stiffen.
"What?" He says coldly.
"I…. Nothing," I say quickly. He is off of me within seconds.
"Damn it," He says and walks out of the room to the bathroom.
Oh shit. I can't believe I just said that while he was right there. I didn't even love him… Did I? No I couldn't love him. We haven't even done anything other than fuck. How could I love him? I put my face in my hands and started rocking back and forth for a few seconds before I stood up quickly and put my clothes back on. Then I walked towards the front door and paused, no, hesitated. Should I leave after what just happened? Would Mr. Willard be mad at me?
I decided I didn't care and tore the door open, leaving him to bathe in his arrogance while he had just left me laying on the couch without saying anything back to me. I got into my car and slammed the door and headed back to my house. I needed to talk to breezy; she would know what to do about this situation. It took me maybe ten minutes to get to our place. I ran into the house and called out for her, frustrated when I didn't get a response.
"She's not here," A voice said and I jerked around to see Ian sitting on the countertop in the kitchen.
"Ian? What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to talk to you. The front door was unlocked."
I raised an eye brow at him, curious.
"How long have you been fucking your teacher?" He demanded.