Page 39 of Wicked Urge


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Chan was classy, dressed in a tailored pink Jackie-O dress with a pillbox hat, white gloves, and clutch. Her hair was done up in the fashion of the time, and her makeup expertly matched the time period. I swore she walked off a cover of a Good Housewives catalog ad from the sixties. Her shy smile added to the allure of demure innocence.

The room in my pants evaporated as I struggled with how I liked her in the slutty stuff before. After all, she had a killer body I wanted consistent glimpses of but now, seeing her as perfection, I only wanted her in a classy, sultry style. She embodied a lady to the world but turned into my little vixen with me alone.

The plans I had for that skirt tonight had me leaking cum into my shorts. I marched over and kissed her softly, not wanting to ruin her makeup, but the craziness she had induced in me had potency.

“What’s underneath the skirt, baby?”

Chan let out a small puff of breath. “A thong.”

Licking my tongue along the rim of her ear, I said, “Take it off right now. We need to go.”

Chan stopped briefly as she tried to gather what I told her. She peeked around to make sure nobody watched. I shuffled my body to stand between her and the street and got hungrier as she shimmied her string of so-called underwear down her legs, and more of my cum leaked out.

Chan bent, her ass stayed in the air, and I groaned as she snapped up with wide innocent eyes. She held her white lacy thong in her hand. I snatched it, pocketed it, and grabbed her hand, leading her toward the maze at the center of campus close to the library.

“I love your costume.” She patted her hand along my chest. “Is that real Kevlar?”

“I got a chest plate. I need the costume to be authentic.” I shrugged. “Who cares about my costume, though, when you look like that.”

Chan chuckled. “I was surprised this was what you picked out. I thought for sure I’d be a slutty nurse or slutty Catwoman or something.”

“Nope. No more slutty for you. You’re my queen and are to look the part.” I scanned her over again. “Fuck, my dick is so hard for you right now.”

The black pumps had a chunkier heel, which I was grateful for. I didn’t want her stuck in the grass as I dragged her behind me to a secluded spot inside the maze.

“This is perfect.”

“Perfect for what?”

“This.” I pushed her against the stacked hay bales and lifted her skirt, and her luscious pussy appeared before me. My mouth salivated, and I pulled my cock out, spit in my hand, grabbed my pre-cum, and stroked my cock to lube myself for her.

Chan bit her bottom lip, and I groaned at how badly I wanted to bite it for her, but I didn’t want to mess with her makeup. For now, at least.

“Stop biting your bottom lip. Don’t want your lipstick to come off already.” Fuck, I wanted it slathered all over my cock, a pretty pink like her pussy.

Chan’s hands rested on my shoulders as I lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around my waist while I notched the head of my dick into her hole and swirled it around.

“You’re so fucking wet. Good girl.”

A heavy inhale sounded from Chan, and I bit off a smile. She loved it when I called her good girl. She needed praise, and I was happy to give it, when she deserved it, anyway.

Plunging myself in her tight, warm sheath, she battled with a heavy moan. She didn’t let it out, but her nails dug into my shoulders. I didn’t care as I fucked her hard and fast. It only took several balls-deep thrusts before cum spurted out of my dick and flowed into Chan. I filled her with everything I had to release and slipped out of her, as some of my release fell out of her and slicked along her thigh.

Chan wobbled as I lowered her leg, and she frowned, her eyes downcast in disappointment. I wanted to laugh as if I had ever left her unsatisfied. No, tonight was to play and torture her a little bit for being so fucking hot. I pulled a little vibrator out of my pocket, leaned my arm over Chan’s head, and gazed at her.

I collected some of my cum that was slowly leaving her body, and started putting it back inside, following it with the little egg I had for her.

“What?”

“Shhh, baby. You better not let this fall out.” I swirled my fingers over her clit and plucked it a couple of times. I pulled a remote out of my pocket and turned it on. Chan gasped and fell forward against my chest. “Nobody better find out what’s going on.” I turned up the vibration, and she shook some more. “That’ll get you in trouble.”

Turning the vibrator lower, I leaned back and watched the lust on her face. My dick got hard for her, and I wanted to plunge inside her again, but it’d have to wait for later.

No sound came from the vibrator, so I lowered my hand and fingered my girl, making her gasp, and smiled when the vibrations rattled my fingers.

Chan’s eyes lowered, and she bit inside her cheeks as pants fell from her lips. She gripped one of my shoulders tightly while she moved her hand to her chest, squeezing and playing with one of her breasts.

“Uh-uh. You can’t do that, baby. People will notice.” I grabbed her hand, letting my knuckles graze across her nipples, and she whimpered, which had to be the sexiest sound in the world.

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