Take Me (Part Two)

Take Me (Part Two)

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Consensual Pleasure

Summary

Consensual Pleasure

Content

Submitted: December 27, 2011

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Content

Submitted: December 27, 2011

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Take Me

I expected you to come into my bedroom. I wasn't surprised to see you in my doorway, but I felt the light flutters in my stomach from seeing your face. It'll be our second encounter, and while I didn't care much about getting off, I wondered if you'd care enough to even let me.

You walk over, and I watch your every step, completely enamored by those eyes of yours. What they could do to a woman. You had me as a teen, and now me being a young adult, you may come to find out I've gotten better. Don't worry, I haven't let any other men inside of me. Just you. I'm reserved for you.

There's no hardness of the floor, just my bed. What are you planning on doing?

You're just about right against me, looking down at me the way you did that night two years ago. I know what it means, and I want to obey whatever command you give me.

I lick my lips slowly and take it upon myself to go off map for a moment. I get down on my knees, while I'm still looking in your eyes, I'm unbuckling your belt. I wanted to do this since the moment I stepped into your classroom.

You push your jeans down-my favorite jeans you wear- and let them fall partially to your knees. No boxers. Just you. I feel the frantic beating of my heart, and the sheen of sweat sticking to my forehead. I take you in my hands and tease the tip of you before taking you fully into my mouth, massaging the underside of you with my greedy tongue. I'm still looking at you, and I see your head tilted back, those lips of yours parted in astonishing awe. Your eyes close shut, and your fingers knead into my hair.

You smell so masculine, and taste salty with a hint of soap. I always knew you'd taste good like this.

You take a hold of my head with your big hands and you began to carefully thrust. I hold your hips as you fuck my mouth. You move back and forth in the pace you want and your eyes slowly open to find mine. Your lips remain parted, and your breath is quickening.

With your next thrust, I add pressure and suction, that makes you groan. That was a reaction I've never gotten out of you. You stop thrusting and just hold my head as you let me take charge again. I narrow my lips over your cock, and suck you as hard as I can, until you're twitching and fidgeting. Obsenities falls from your lips and you close your eyes again. Your face is scrunched up, contorted in pleasure as you grow in my mouth. Lord, you're beautiful.

You cup the back of my head, as your eyes flutter open to look down at me. You bite your lip, hard enough to draw blood, as a flood of cum fills my mouth without warning.

I lick my lips, swallowing the stickiness. I didn't expect that taste. It had an oddly sweet, but peculiar flavor. Something I woudn't mind tasting again.

Once you go soft, I pull back from you. In the next moment, I'm bent over my bed. At first, I think you're going to spank me, but I haven't been a bad girl. I gave you what you wanted. No. You won't spank me, you're removing my panties. I wore the pink pair just for you.

Once they're off of me, you direct me to spread my legs, and I do. Oh! A warm tongue moves back and forth on my clit. Jesus. Your hands have my waist, while your tongue flutters up and down against me.

Sensations coursed through me, and I'm suddenly struck with how much more I just fell for you. I'm gasping as my fists grasp the covers in front of me. I don't want to be too loud because my older brother is downstairs with his girlfriend. I can't let him hear me, but I can't stop moaning.

You bring my hips closer to you, and your tongue taunts me further. Your fingers move from one hip, and now you toy with my bud, rubbing it back and forth. I do that when I think of you, but your fingers are much more skilled, and it feels amazing.

I hear footsteps, and I squirm to get up, but you have a tight grip on my hips once again, and you demand me not to move. I slapped my hands over my mouth and squeezed my eyes shut. You're making so much adrenaline pump in and out of my veins. I can't take it. The thought of being caught turned me on, along with the quick lashes of your tongue. I grab the comforter with a fist as something hot and heavy rose in my stomach.

Let him come in. I don't care if he sees.

Unrecognizable sounds fell from my lips as this feeling climbed, reaching a peak that I never have before. Liquid heat rushed through me, gathering at my center, and I let out a stangled cry before burying my face into the bed. I grew light-headed and dizzy from the pleasure. The pleasure you brought to me. Jesus christ, I can't believe how that felt. I can't believe you just  did that to me.

Sighing, I slowly lift my head as your tongue and skilled fingers pull from my body.

Just as I make to get up, you slam me back down in place and spread my legs for more room. I feel the tip of your erection slide up and down my awaiting slit, and I suck in a breath. Please enter me. I'm begging you. It's been two years. Having to see you in the classroom, teaching, but not being able to touch you has been anguish for me. Do you understand that?

You enter the tip just a bit, but you pull back, and I'm struck with frustration. Don't do this to me. Please? I thrust my hips back, showing my irritation at you for teasing me. You reply with a harsh pull of my hair.

I feel another soft nudge, and you enter more inside me. I feel that I have a tight grip on you. You can do with my body what you want. You're hissing through your teeth as you slide your thickness through me. A sigh of relief fills the room when you're all the way inside me. It's not as painful like the last time, but there is a bit of an ache. There was a familiarity about this. I missed it. Even though you didn't give me pleasure our first time, I'd never forget what it felt like.

You slip in so easily with my sex so drenched. I hold onto you tightly as you start out with light thrusts. It's not bringing me much pleasure but that's okay. You gave me enough. Suddenly your hand comes around to stroke my bud. I moaned.

I was still sensitive, but your fingers worked on me, because you began to care for my needs. My eyes flutter close. Your thumb  gently strums my aching clit in circles.

On top of that, hearing those low sounds coming from your mouth is going to make me come. I know it will.

Your body folds over mine, both of your hands settled on either side of me, as you start to pound harder into me. Your teeth grazes my neck, while your balls hit my clit with each thrust.

Oh jesus, it feels so good. I hear your animalistic grunts with each thrust, and I squeeze around you because I'm desperate for you to get your release. It's supposed to be quiet, but we can't be. It feels too good to the both of us. Your drives become more violent, hungry. You harden inside of me, and then slow down your thrusts.

You put your full body weight onto mine, burying me into the bed, as you do deep, slow strokes that hit the end of me. You're hitting a tender spot inside of me, and it feels so good I want to cry.

I struggle to keep silent, but it was no true avail. You slip your hand over my lips and force my mouth shut as your hips began to pick up the pace. You start to pump harder again. You're twitching. Yes, please come inside of me. I'm begging you to. I'm right there with you. Please.....

His hand does back between my legs and he rubs my slippery clit. It's too much. I can't take it. Before I know it, I'm set off. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I let out a small squeak of a noise I couldn't control. You're above me, a growl rumbles in your throat as you flood me with your hot cum. Don't stop. Ever.

The sounds coming from your throat are strained, like it's painful for you. Or maybe it just feels really good. That's why I asked you here, to make you feel good. I lay my cheek in the bed. My lips are slightly open. I'm stuck in complete awe of what you just gave me. We're sweaty, and sticking to one another.

When you emptied everything inside of me, there was a small gasp of relief. I knew it'd be good, but I was shocked at how much of an understatement that was. Orgasms are fun, but the ones with you are sensational.

 


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