Page 55 of The Teacher

His fingers are wrapped tightly around my wrists above my head. He has me pinned up against the wall. He has control and I don’t fight back.

I don’t want to fight back.

He can have me totally.

I let him do what he wishes. I want him to ravage me like this, I want him to feel dominant. I want to give him what he desires. I want this. I want him.

I let go of everything, all my doubts and fears, and just let Skipper’s lips press up against mine. My fears of his cheating past evaporate from my thoughts as I feel his tongue enter my willing mouth. I no longer doubt if he says who he is when I suck on him, biting his full lip on a passionate impulse. A wave of pleasure rushes through me. All my barriers to him are down now. Lost. I’m completely his.

He lets go of me and I feel his hands brush tenderly down my arms. My skin prickles at his touch. His fingers flow down the curves of my body to come to rest on my waist, completely ignoring my breasts. His teasing sends me into orgasmic agony. I wanted him to hold my tits. I dig my own fingers into his chest in annoyance. He knew what he was doing. The pressure has built up for too long. The tension is too strong for me to ignore it anymore. I can’t stand it any further. It needs to come out.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whisper between kisses. Skipper doesn’t stop moving, he doesn’t register what I’ve said except for when I feel his lips turn out into a wicked smile. It’s like he knew I would find him irresistible. Like he was just waiting for me to give into him. He’s so annoying but so clever and gorgeous. I just can’t simply resist him, I mean, how could I even resist that perfect jawline?

I groan.

“Let’s do what we used to do as teenagers,” he says to me. Well, it’s more like he commands me, and I am more than willing to obey him. “Let me remind you what wild things we used to get up to in here, in this classroom.”

I know what he wants.

“Give yourself to me, you naughty boy,” I tease.

Skipper hisses as I kneel down in front of him and start reaching desperately for the zipper to his suit. I quickly tear it down and dig my hand inside. I don’t have to search for long before I find that long cock I’ve been fantasizing about since seeing it again in full exposed view at the beach a few weeks ago. Man, I’ve missed this long shaft.

I pull Skipper’s hard dick from his pants. He’s completely erect. So long and thick. Just what I need.

Just what I’ve missed.

Skipper groans as I begin to lick the head of his cock. I begin to make out with it, tasting it, nibbling at it. Skipper groans again. Oh, I love teasing him like this. I can see the desire in his eyes like flames, the way he looks at me with such an intense glare. He wants me to wrap my cherry lips around his cock. Okay, I’ll obey. I place the whole thing into my open mouth, gagging on it. Welcoming it in. His hands run through my hair, he simply can’t get enough of me, nor I him. I suck on his thick cock. This is just like what we used to do as teenagers. Skipper would pin me in these empty dark classrooms and fuck my mouth. I taste his cock in my mouth, that familiar length fills me with delight. I moan again, gagging on his long dick.

And then I let go. His member falls out of my mouth and I smile up at Skipper. He looks shocked that I’ve pushed him so far just to stop.

“You like that?” I ask with my sultry voice. Skipper just nods. “You like that?”

Yeah, he does like that.

Teasing him turns me on, makes me wet. I’m aroused.

Skipper’s hands find mine and he’s lifted me back on my feet. His hands are all over my body, ripping off my clothes. I let him take control and undress me. His desire for me is overpowering. He wants me and isn’t afraid to rip off my clothes to get me.

“You’ve been a bad, bad girl, Miss Finn,” Skipper groans. “Teasing me like this. Very bad indeed.”

“Mhm, what are you gonna do about it?”

“I’m going to punish you.”

It’s just my bra and panties left on. Skipper spins me around and forces me down onto one of the desks, pinning me on it. I moan.

Yep, he can do whatever he wants with me.

He unclips my bra as I feel his stubble travel down my body to between my legs. His mouth is heading towards my pussy. I’m so wet for him that I moan in unbearable anticipation. His hands tear aside my panties as his mouth makes contact with my sex. His wet tongue slides up me, teasing me, making me moan again. It’s like my body’s on fire like he’s setting me on flames with his mouth. I arch my back on the desk and moan once more.

“Don’t stop, Skipper,” I grunt through gasps. “Don’t you dare stop this.”

And he doesn’t.

He presses his mouth in deeper and I feel his tongue delicately flick my clit. My body squirms. I pull against his strong grip. His hands are around my thighs, holding onto me with such force. My knees wrap around his perfect head and I push into his mouth. He takes me completely. His tongue finds places I don’t know exist and I’m launched into orgasmic joy.

“I want you inside me,” I whisper, breathless. “I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me.”