Page 23 of Sex Education


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“More!” I cried out. “Please, I’m so close! Please, Professor. Please!”

When he tugged on my nipples harshly one last time, I threw my head back and screamed. My pussy pulsed around his huge cock, drenching it in my cum. He pounded back into me once more, then stilled deep in my pussy, his cum spilling inside me.

“Soon, I’m going to teach the class how to get a woman pregnant,” he growled into my ear, slamming up into me one last time. “And you’re going to take my cum in your pussy every night, be my willing example.”

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After the bath fizzed with Foamy brand bubbles, I grabbed a loofah and dunked it underneath the water. Sierra pulled her legs to her chest and leaned forward, resting her head on her knees and humming softly.

I drew the loofah across her glistening bare back, my stress from managing the Radiant franchise, helping Michelle with her Plaything Co. sex toy brand, and finding suitable housing for low-income families today slowly dissipating.

Honestly, I didn’t know where it had come from, but I had told her that I wanted to breed her tonight. And the thought wasn’t leaving me alone. I wanted to shove so much of my cum into her tight little hole until she couldn’t physically fit any more of it inside her. Until her belly was swollen and she was pregnant with my child, walking around my place.

“Do you like baths?” she said.

A quiet chuckle escaped my mouth. “I haven’t been in a bath in years.”

“Will you let me give you one?”

“What?”

She giggled and shrugged her shoulders. “You know, aftercare.”

“That’s not how it works,” I said.

Even though that was exactly how it worked. Aftercare wasn’t just about me taking care of her and her needs after a scene, but it also could—and should—work the opposite way too sometimes. Yet I hadn’t been with anyone who asked about me.

Ever.

“Why not?” she murmured, leaning over the edge of the tub. “You have needs too.”

“Maybe some other time.”

She stuck out her pinkie. “Promise?”

“No.”

Giggling softly, she grasped my wrist and wrapped her pinkie around mine to force me to give her a pinkie swear. Then, she sank back in the tub. “Too bad. You already pinkie-promised. No take-backs.”

“I did no such thing.” I chuckled.

“No, but seriously,” she said, “will you let me? Please.”

“Not tonight,” I said nervously.

I didn’t know how to respond because nobody had cared about me like that. Nobody had asked to take care of me even though that was what I so desperately wanted from a partner. Which was one of the many reasons I had given up searching for a sub who fit my tastes.

“But sometime?”

“Sure,” I murmured, knowing that she would be gone by then. “Sometime.”

Sometime had never come with the submissives that I had met. Sometime came for other doms, like Hector and Michelle. But never with me. Ever since childhood, I had been disappointed and left with empty promises.

Her stomach rumbled under the water.

“Is someone hungry?” I asked.

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