After school fuck

We’d walk in separate directions, meeting around the corner, so our friends wouldn’t know, and I’d let her in the back door when no one else was home. She was always quiet as I led her up the stairs, and even as we undressed in the near darkness we hardly talked at all. I’d kiss her for hours, taking my time with everything, and she’d sigh as she squirmed on my lap breathing into my mouth in between biting me on the chin.
I spent the most time between her legs, kissing her thighs and licking her lips over and over again. I loved feeling her grow wet from my fingers and tongue, and I loved watching her lips swell and change color. She clenched her thighs around me as I fucked her that way, and she wouldn’t let me move until she had come at least once.
When we fucked it was always the same. Her shyness vanished after that first orgasm and she’d push me down to my bed with a grin. She’d climb on top of me, looking around the room, searching for something to put in my head. I could feel her teasing me before she ever said a word, but once she finally buried me in her cunt I knew it would come.
“I could open the blinds,” she whispered, starting to move.
“Please don’t,” I’d moan back, knowing what was next.
“I’ll walk out the front door, my dress falling off my shoulders with a smile for your neighbors,” she cooed.
“No,” I groaned, trying to fuck her faster so I might come before she finished.
“You can’t resist, can you?” she whispered, leaning down to my ear with a kiss. She pulled my cock from within her wet pussy and held me against her skin. “Even though I threaten you each time, you won’t stop, will you? Even though all I have to do kiss you in the hall and it would all be over.”
“Don’t,” I mumbled, trying to pull her back onto me.
“Do the photos upset you?” She asked, turning my head to the bedside table and forcing me to look. I opened my eyes just as she started to fuck me once more and I was shaking already. “Do the photos of your wife upset you? Or do you like fucking my pretty little pussy while she watches? Do you like fucking me here on your bed without her ever knowing?”
“Don’t stop,” I finally whispered, getting closer with each word. Hating myself and hating my situation, but never hating her. Never even coming close.
“Come for me,” she finally whispered, rocking her hips at just the right angle for me to feel everything. “Come inside me, so tomorrow in class you’ll remember. Each time I open my legs you’ll remember that you fucked me and there is nothing you can do to make it untrue.”
“Yes,” I screamed, pulling her down to a kiss as I filled her once more. As I filled her perfect cunt for the last time, promising myself in the midst of my release that it was done. That I would let her go. That it would never happen again.
“I’ll see you tomorrow Mr. K.,” she teased, pulling on her clothes in the dark room.
“Go out the back door,” I mumbled as she made her way down the hall.
“I’ll think about it,” she yelled back, my cock twitching once more everyone knew Jess liked to stay in the office long after everyone else had gone home. Her work ethic was office legend. That’s why Jess wasn’t surprised when Eric walked into her office late one night bearing a steaming cup of coffee
“I’m here to appease you,” Eric said, “seeing as I’m going to disturb you these coming weeks by sharing the building with you late at night.”
Jess pulled off her glasses, accepted the coffee and flashed a disarming smile at Eric.
“It’s fine Eric. I have to warn you, though, staying here after office hours aren’t the most exciting way to spend your evenings.
“Really?” Eric asked, raising an eyebrow. “I mean you’re always here. What could be more exciting than that?”
With that he walked out of the office, and Jess had to suppress the fire his presence had stoked. The next morning Jess rummaged in her underwear drawer and found sheer thongs and a matching lace bra. She put on her suit and fantasized about Eric’s fingers un tucking her shirt from her skirt, ripping the cotton shirt open to reveal her bra, freeing her breasts and taking her nipples in his mouth.
That night in the office, Jess’ thoughts were barely on the work before her. She heard Eric moving around in his office a few doors away from her and her imagination went into overdrive

What kind of lover was he? Would he clear everything out and take her lovingly on the table? Would he bend her over the table and take her from behind?
There was only one way to find out. She got out into the hall and made two cups of coffee. She took these two cups into Eric’s office and sighed when he welcomed her with his signature dimpled smile.
A cup of coffee for you,” she said, trying to maintain her composure under his intense gaze.
“What tastes better? You or the coffee?”
Jess composed herself. She wasn’t as unaffected as she acted.
I guess there’s only one way to find out,” she said, setting the cups of coffee on Eric’s table and walking to him. She got behind his desk and straddled him. His mouth on hers was both fire and ice. His hands played with her hair while his mouth ravaged hers. Somehow, the kiss felt like the most natural thing in the world.
She broke the kiss and looked in his eyes, and the desire she saw in them almost crippled her
“You don’t know how much I’ve fantasized about kissing you, about taking off your clothes and unwrapping you like an exquisite gift,” Eric said. He unbuttoned her shirt slowly and shifted the cups of her bra until her breast spilled over the top and into his waiting mouth.
He suckled her hungrily; one nipple in his mouth and another between is thumb and forefinger.
Jess thought she’d die of pleasure.
She began to undulate under him and was rewarded when she felt his steely hardness come to life under her. She bent her head and kissed his pulse point and behind his ears. She was glad when Eric groaned with his mouth full of nipple.
Jess couldn’t take it anymore. She unbuckled his belt and freed him. She got on her knees and took him in her mouth. He groaned when she took him all the way to the back of her throat. Her tongue went to work stroking him, sucking him and massaging him.
She quickened her pace when his waist began to move and he moved himself in and out of her mouth with lightning speed.
He held her head and begged her to stop.
“Please, let me return the pleasure,” he said.
He lifted her from her knees and placed her on his desk. He pushed her lacy thong to the and stroked her with a finger, then two, finally three. She threw back her head and arched her back. His tongue circled her clitoris and almost drove her mad. She pressed his face to her wet heat and moaned softly.
Her eyes looked dazed when he pulled his fingers from her.
He spread her legs as far as they’d go and entered her with his tongue. His mouth greedily lapped up her juices. Jess moaned and rocked against his face.
“Please, I want you in me right now.”
“Anything for the lady,” Eric replied with a mischievous smile.
He got to his feet and lifted Jess from the table. He bent her over it, pulled her skirt over her waist, slid her panties to the side and entered her in one smooth thrust till he was buried to the hilt.
Jess clung to the edge of the table for her life. He filled and stretched her. He held her waist and thrust into her again and again
She matched him thrust for thrust for thrust, rolling her hips till they were both panting. He was everything she imagined and then some. Jess was sure she was close to the edge, but Eric stopped abruptly.
“I am going to enjoy you from all angles,” he said. He pulled away from her and turned her around to face him. She sat on the table and spread herself out for him. He pushed her panties to the side and entered her in one clean thrust. With her legs wrapped around his waist, he started a quick tempo of sharp and deep thrusts.
Jess cried out as her body shook with release.
Eric couldn’t hold it in any longer. He exploded in a most violent climax.

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