“No,” she said, “I want you to come. You’ll soon get hard again.”
She continued to stroke his dick and play with his balls and soon Sam groaned,
“I’m coming.” She quickly closed her full lips around his cock, and sucked until she felt his warm sweet come hit the back of her throat. She closed her eyes blissfully as she tasted it. She quickly swallowed it, then stood up.
“Now fuck me,” she said, turning around and lifting her skirt to reveal white underwear with suspenders and stockings, “from behind.”
Sam stood up and moved behind Katie, feeling her ass, then pulling the cheeks apart to give him better access to her pussy. He traced a finger down her crack to her vagina, and found it was sopping wet. He smiled, brought the finger to his lips and sucked the juices off it. They were sweet, and Sam put two fingers inside Katie to stretch her ready for his still hard cock. Then he pulled out his fingers and quickly entered her. She gasped in delight, and clutched the edge of the desk for support. She began to rock back and forth on his dick as he pounded into her, her hot, tight pussy sending Sam into oblivion. He reached forward with one hand, playing with her nipple through her top as the other hand gripped her hip to help him bang her hard.
“Please,” she whispered, “I want more.”
He stopped playing with her nipple, and undid the buttons of her shirt and removed it, then pulled out of her, turned her round and laid her on the desk. He entered her once more, and began to suck one nipple, as he pinched the other one and screwed her wet hole. He went slowly, teasing her, pulling right out, then pushing right back in. He used his teeth to lightly bite and tug her nipples; she began to whimper and a tear ran down her face.
“I can’t take any more teasing, I want to come. Please.”
Sam took no notice, wanting her to beg, to scream. He carried on pumping slowly in and out of her.
“Please Sam…”
He pulled out and knelt down on the floor so her wet cunt was at face level. It was shaven and neat, and he could see her juices glisten invitingly. He stuck out his tongue to taste her properly this time. He lightly touched the skin of her vulva, and she gasped and arched her back, begging him to carry on. He used his fingers to open her pussy lips, and pull back the hood that hid her clitoris from the world. Her legs shot up and around his neck, drawing his head closer. He licked her swollen clit, and as he did so he could see more juice running from inside her. He began to lap slowly at her clit, causing her to judder each time his tongue contacted her skin.
“Sam, please, I need to come, it hurts so much. Please, please, make me come.”
Sam didn’t know how he’d got into this situation, but he was going to make the most of it, so there was no way he was rushing. He ignored her once more. He continued to lick her pussy, cleaning up all her juices.
The suspicious side of me says that you are in fact a man. The stories are filled with male fantasy and focus. If you aren’t a man, then you were writing them for men and reflecting their interests and needs.
Good stuff though ‘Lucy’. I enjoyed it.
Volpoon.
The suspicious side of me says that you are in fact a man. The stories are filled with male fantasy and focus. If you aren’t a man, then you were writing them for men and reflecting their interests and needs.
Good stuff though ‘Lucy’. I enjoyed it.
Volpoon.
Sorry to disprove your suspicious side, but I am in fact, female. Or at least I was last time I looked
That story is a male fantasy because it was a friend of mine that suggested I write it!
Glad you enjoyed, anyway!
Sorry Lucy…. my mistake.
Take a peep at my erotic stories over here:
http://gitwritings.blogspot.com
I haven’t written any lately, but reading yours and some of your links made me think I might start up again. I got here from a link in the Times about (believe it or not) women not being any good at writing erotic fiction! From there, I clicked on an anthology you’d reviewed. Good find…
Regards
Sorry to disprove your suspicious side, but I am in fact, female. Or at least I was last time I looked
That story is a male fantasy because it was a friend of mine that suggested I write it!
Glad you enjoyed, anyway!
Sorry Lucy…. my mistake.
Take a peep at my erotic stories over here:
http://gitwritings.blogspot.com
I haven’t written any lately, but reading yours and some of your links made me think I might start up again. I got here from a link in the Times about (believe it or not) women not being any good at writing erotic fiction! From there, I clicked on an anthology you’d reviewed. Good find…
Regards
really liked this, particularly when her legs shot up round the boy’s neck. Breaking a few modern taboos here, and with a supply teacher !
really liked this, particularly when her legs shot up round the boy’s neck. Breaking a few modern taboos here, and with a supply teacher !