His Student (Forbidden Series 1)

I cried out as he landed a smack to my ass.

It felt so good when he touched me. I couldn’t get enough of him. I wanted him so badly.

He pushed his cock against my ass, and I wanted to taste him in my mouth. Dropping my bag to the floor, I spun around and sank to my knees.

The best part about being with Elijah was he was so damn giving. He didn’t hold anything back. He gave and gave.

If there was something I wanted to try, he let me. His body became mine just as mine belonged to him. I could do whatever I wanted with him, and he’d showed me how to take his cock, which I loved to do.

Reaching out for his jeans, I released his cock from the tight confines. He was already long, thick, and hard. Wrapping my fingers around the base of him, I licked the tip. He already had pre-cum on the top, and I tasted him, relishing the flavor.

Opening my lips wider, I sucked him to the back of my throat and heard his groan as I did.

“Fuck, that’s it, baby. Take my cock. Swallow it.”

He hit the back of my throat to the point I gagged. I didn’t mind though. I loved feeling him as he filled my throat.

Eyes closed, I bobbed my head up and down, taking as much of him as I could. When he wrapped his fingers around my hair, holding me steady as he fucked my face, I gave myself over to him, loving him take control.

When we were in his home, I was no longer the trailer park trash, and he wasn’t the gym teacher.

We were just the two of us.

We’d created a little world for ourselves, one I didn’t want to end.

“Oh, Mona, babe, I’m going to come. Don’t swallow. I want to see you hold my load in your mouth.”

Closing my lips over his length, I opened my eyes and watched as he let himself go. It was such a beautiful sight to behold as he gave me his cum. Each spurt filled my mouth with more and more of his creamy jizz.

Only when he was finished did he pull his cock out.

“Open your mouth and let me see.”

Tilting my head back, watching him, I opened my lips so he could see his cum in my mouth.

He wrapped his fingers around my neck. “Swallow it.”

Closing my lips, I swallowed the entire lot and then opened my mouth for him to see.

“You are every single man’s wet dream.” He sank to his knees and his lips were on mine.

It didn’t take him long to get my dress off, my tits out of my bra, and me spread out open on the floor. His lips were on my pussy. He spread them apart, and his tongue teased my clit. Fingers found my cunt, and he pushed two deep inside me.

It wasn’t enough.

I wanted his cock, needed him.

“That’s right, Mona. Ride my fingers. Show me how much you want it.”

I screamed his name as he sucked on my clit.

He didn’t let up, each touch driving my arousal higher. His hands knew exactly what to do with me to make me want him even more. He added a third finger, and there was no fighting it.

“I know what you want, and I’m going to be balls deep inside you soon enough. You’re not going to be able to move with how deep I’m going to be inside you.” He pulled his fingers from me, and his tongue began to fuck me.

There was no rushing him when he was on a mission to make me come. He also had no problem giving my pussy a slap when I was trying to cover myself. When we were in his home, I was to stay naked, keeping myself on display for him. Above everything else, I was to keep prudish behavior at the door.

He only wanted a dirty bitch who liked to come.

I’d never considered myself a dirty bitch before, but his brand of fucking, I loved it. I loved that no matter how wet I got, he wanted more, demanded it of me. Nothing was ever too hard, too wet, or too pleasurable. He didn’t like me hiding from him, and I loved being open with him, free to be as I was.

I came as he bit down on my clit, and I knew it was just the start of a great weekend.

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Elijah

I’d always thought of myself as a good guy.

A gentleman.

I’d never done anything wrong, not in my professional career.

I loved being a teacher. I’d always wanted to be one, even when people said it was a waste of time because kids were ignorant fucks. Still, I’d gone to college, done all the necessary classes and courses, and now I was here, with a student in my bed.