Teacher - Voyeur

“Lie down.”

“When will you get naked? I want to see you.”

“Hanna, if I get naked now, it will all be over. I’m keeping these pants on for the both of us.”

She scooted back on the bed with a sly smile, enjoying the effect she had on me. Just to make sure there was no doubt, I gripped the hard length stretching against my thigh.

“Hold on to the headboard,” I said softly, losing any hard edge I may have had before. She needed to know she could say no, no matter what.

“Y-you wo-won’t shackle m-me?”

Resting my hand on her calf, I squeezed. “No, Hanna. You are in complete control. I just want you to focus on what I’m doing to your body and not on touching me.”

“But I want to touch you.”

“You will. Later.”

With a nod, she slowly moved her hands to grip the frame.

Kneeling at the edge, I bent low and kissed and bit my way up her legs, avoiding her pussy and reaching her breasts. I held each full globe in my hand and bit, sucked, and licked every inch. When her nipples were rosy and plump, I grabbed the box from my nightstand and showed her the clamps decorated with emerald jewels that perfectly matched her eyes before pulling them out. I didn’t ask for permission, but I wanted her to know what would happen. After she gave no denial, I pulled them out and slowly eased the clamp over one tip before doing the same to the other.

She pressed her head back against the pillow, widened her legs to wrap around me, and thrust up for any friction at all. When they were firmly in place, I gently rubbed my thumbs across each tip.

“Beautiful,” I whispered. “How does it feel?”

“It hurts,” she whimpered. “But it—it feels like they’re attached to my clit. Both are throbbing, Daniel.”

“I know, baby. Let me make it feel good.”

“Please.”

Kissing my way back down to her core, I pushed her legs open and made sure my eyes were available to her at any point she may need them. I wanted to be able to anchor her in the moment should any memory try to break into our time.

I slid my tongue through her slit, and her head fell back, her mouth opening over a loud moan. I teased and bit at her folds, stopping to attack her clit just to stop and tease again. Her juices flooded from her core, leaking between her ass cheeks, and I followed the trail with my finger, first playing in her cunt and then dropping lower to circle her tight hole.

She immediately squeezed tight but didn’t say no. I even waited, and when she still didn’t stop me, I pressed inside. Watching her reaction, I kept my eyes glued on her, my mouth glued to her pussy and my finger to her ass. She cringed and writhed and shook her head no, but never looked down, never said no.

“It’s okay to like this. It’s yours to feel what you want. And if that feeling is pleasure, then feel it, let it wash over you.” She thrust her hips up, and I pressed a hard bite to her thigh, whispering my own confession against her soft skin. “I like my ass played with, too. Is that wrong?”

“No. No,” she cried.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“Tell me. Own what you want and tell me.”

“I want to come. Please.”

“How?”

“I want your mouth on me and—and your finger…inside me.”

I smiled, knowing what a huge accomplishment those words were for Hanna. As a reward, I latched on to her clit and shoved my finger harder into her ass, loving her screams of pleasure. Before she could finish spasming, I moved up her body and removed one clamp at a time, sucking the tender tips, pulling another orgasm from her.

The entire time, she never let go of the headboard, and I was ready to bury myself inside this strong, wild woman begging to be set free.

Quickly wiping my hands clean with sanitizer, I tossed everything to the side and moved back to her.

“You’re so beautiful. So perfect.”

I wanted to kiss her but didn’t know if the rules we started with were in play now that we were home. But I didn’t have to wonder for long because she wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tight, kissing me with everything she had. “Please, fuck me, Daniel. I need you.”

I need you. I need you.

The words vibrated through my body like an electrical current, raising goosebumps in its wake. They revived me and terrified me.

Becoming a wild man, I ripped open my jeans and shoved them off, hoisting Hanna up to all fours.

“No,” she protested. “Not like this.”

I held strong against her initial panic but didn’t push her. I had thought this through and needed her to see it all before we stopped. “Look, baby,” I said, turning her head to the left. The large mirror above my dresser showed her beautiful body arched. Her ass high, her breasts heavy beneath her. Me, behind her, my cock tall and proud, and desperate to be inside her.