Ellie’s response? This girl straight up grabbed my ass and kissed me on the cheek in the middle of the damn dining room as we walked back to our table.
How the fuck did I get her again?
And part of me wants to shake myself and scream “what the fuck are you doing?!”, but I know I can’t stop. I’ve had a taste of the forbidden fruit, and now I just want more. I want it so much that I can’t resist even one chance to drag her off and fuck her tight little body silly with my cock. I keep telling myself it’s wrong, and that I’m morally corrupting her, but I can’t resist dumping my cum into this tight, barely legal student.
Fuck you, man. You know it’s more than that.
And it is, and it scares the shit out of me. But I know its true. Little Ellie Thompson is way more than just some girl with perfect ripe tits riding my cock. She’s more than just the hottest sex I’ve ever had, or the tightest pussy I’ve ever even conceived of.
She’s making me feel like me; the real me. The me I used to be when I was writing and the guy I haven’t really seen much of since that dried up. Fuck, I mean she makes me want to write again.
Of course, she’s also making me rock hard with her head on my shoulder and her tits pressed against my arm like that. The pickup truck bounces on a pot hole, and I almost groan out loud at the way those big tits shake against me.
“You better be thinking about the road.”
I grin and look down to see her arching a brow at the bulge in my pants.
“Oh, that?” I shrug “Yeah that’s definitely from the road.”
She giggles. “Uh-huh.”
Suddenly, I feel small fingers on my zipper. “Do you need a little help, Professor?”
Jesus. It’s that little-girl voice again that gets my cock hard as steel.
Her fingers slip inside my pants and slowly curl around my cock, and I jerk the wheel a little.
“Eyes on the road, mister.”
I chuckle. “You’re not making that easy.”
Ellie pulls my cock out and suddenly I feel her warm wet tongue sliding over me.
Fuck yes.
“I can taste myself,” she says quietly, her tongue swirling over my dick. Her lips circle my head and slide down, inhaling my shaft and making me grip the wheel tighter.
She pulls off with a wet slurp. “I taste good.”
Seriously, this girl can NOT be real.
She slowly moves up onto her knees on the bench seat next to me and starts to bob her head in my lap. I grunt as I reach under her and slide a hand into her dress, rolling her nipples in my fingers and making her moan around my shaft. I slide my hand back out and move it over her back, trailing down and yanking the hem of her skirt up.
My fingers slide down over her tight little ass, loving the hot, bare, and supple skin there as I slide it down to find her wet and ready for me.
Fuck, I never want this girl to wear panties again.
She’s soaking wet as I let a finger curl inside of her, and she moans around my cock as she sucks me as deep as she can. Its taking everything I have to watch the road, with this forbidden co-ed sucking my cock, but her mouth is Goddamn heaven.
I push my fingers deep, letting one flick across her clit, determined to make her come before she makes me explode, which I can already tell is going to happen sooner than later.
Ellie pulls off my cock again and moans into my thigh. “Oh God, Professor. You’re going to make me co- oooh!” she squeals and I can feel her pussy flood my hand with her sticky wetness.
Her mouth drops and then I really can barely keep my eyes on the road as she just starts to go to town on my cock. She’s whimpering and moaning and slurping on me as she bobs her pouty lips up and down, until I can barley hold onto sanity.
“I’m gonna come, honey,” I grunt out.
“Not yet,” she gasps quickly, pulling away. “I want it inside of me.”