Teach Me 2x

I pumped my cum into her mouth, and she gobbled it up without a sound, and when I looked up at her, she was already crawling up my body.

“I want you, Flynn,” she desperately whispered.

Her swollen pussy hovered above my still-hard cock, and when she slowly lowered herself on it, she dropped her robe and showed me her bare, smooth body. My hands flew to her hips while her head lobbed back in pleasure, and as she rode my dick, I watched her clit slowly swell in front of my eyes.

The pad of my thumb made its way to her swollen nub, and I drew lustful patterns along her skin while her body bucked wildly against mine. Her hair flew around her face, and her features were contorted in pleasure, and I committed every single part of her to memory.

“Ride that dick, Chelsea. Dear God-”

“Yes, Flynn. You’re so big… and you fill me so well.”

I felt her walls fluttering around my thick dick yet again, and when she fell over the edge, her pulsating pussy pulled me deeper and deeper into her body. Her hands planted onto my chest, and she was heaving for air, and while I was still inside of her with her juices dripping down my empty balls, I wrapped my arms around her and held her close.

I breathed in her scent and committed every single attribute of hers to memory. I ran my fingertips up and down her back while her body still shook with her earth-shattering orgasm, and when I finally felt her calm down in my arms, I turned my head and pressed a kiss to her ear.

“Get some rest,” I whispered to her.

And all she gave me in return was a sleepy nod into the crook of my neck.

16

Chelsea

I shuffled around and stretched that morning, and when my arm came down something behind me groaned. I felt a tightening in my abdomen before something pushed into the crook of my neck, and when I felt Flynn’s lips pucker against my skin, I couldn’t help but smile. Every morning I woke up in his arms, and every morning I woke up with a smile on my face. He was strong and somehow pliable against my skin, and every time he smiled into my shoulder I couldn’t help but feel the goosebumps that rose all along the small of my back.

I shifted in his arms, and he groaned his disapproval, and it made me giggle when I shifted around to face him.

“Don’t go,” he croaked.

I kissed the tip of his nose and let the words fall from my lips just before the tug of guilt settled onto my morning-hazed mind.

“Never,” I whispered.

Flynn nuzzled into me and wrapped his arms back around my body, but it was the way he started trailing his fingertips along my back that made me grind into his thick morning wood.

“You’re beautiful, you know that?” he murmured.

“I do, actually,” I smirked. “Because you tell me all the time.”

He rolled me over onto my back and fell between my legs, and my morning scent covered his pelvis before he slowly slid into me. He brushed my hair from my eyes and looked at me deeply when he slowly began to roll his hips into my body, and the electricity that puckered my nipples against his strong chest caused my body to shiver. I rose my hips to meet his, and my hands clung to his back, and our lips messily danced on one another’s while the sun slowly streamed through the curtains of my room.

His breath was hot on my skin, and his dick was thick in my body, and I felt myself quickly approaching my peak, and it caused me to wrap my legs around his waist. His morning musk peppered my body, and his cock massaged all the right parts of me, and I could feel my essence slowly dripping down the balls that were lightly smacking against my skin. His rippling muscles pulsated and contracted underneath my movements, and his grunts covered my skin in a warmth I’d never found with anyone else, and when my toes began to curl, I knew exactly why I’d knocked on his trailer when I saw his name on that poster board.

I knew exactly why I had sought him out.

“Please, Flynn,” I breathed.

“Anything for you,” he murmured into my skin.

Faster and faster he went, and soon our skin was slapping against one another’s. He cradled my head and looked deep into my eyes, and when I felt his hips begin to stutter against mine, I nibbled at his shoulder and nestled my nose into the crook of his neck.

“Oh God, yes,” I whispered.

His body tensed with heat and his hips sunk deep into mine, and my pussy fluttered around him and pulled him as deep as he could possibly go before he spilled wholly into my entrance. The way his body was writhing against mine and the way his skin felt, sweaty and stained from the love we had just made, the words that tumbled from his lips didn’t shock nor scare me.

“I love you, Chelsea.”

I panted and felt his body collapse onto mine, and he stayed sheathed inside of my wet heat while his morning wood sat and pulsed with its desire for a second round. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and closed my eyes, and when I parted my lips the same words tumbled from them just as naturally as they had years ago in college.