by Lauren Wood
“Since we’re doing confessions I have to confess that I’ve watched you from a distance since I first moved in.” I moaned as he kissed me below my ear.
“Well tonight, we’re closing the gap.” He moaned and I felt his hot breath tickle my earlobe.
Chapter 7
It was one of the moments that I would cherish forever, seeing her weak and willing to let me please her, it was the first time that I cared about any woman to show her that I wanted to be with her, to show her just how addicted I was to them. She wasn’t like any other female, she was special and I wanted to take my time with her, only my body wouldn’t let me.
I kissed down the side of her neck and at the same time I moved away from her slightly, enough to bring my hands to her tits and slide the top of her bikini down. I wanted to lay her down the bear skinned rug that I had in the middle of the room and I was going to do just that before the night was over.
I heard her moan for me when I pressed against her so she could feel how hard my cock was for her, to show her how much she had turned me on throughout the day.
As I kissed further down her neck I let go of her tits and attached my mouth to one of them, feeling her hands move to the back of my head and tug at the strands of my hair playfully.
I wanted to bite on her hard nipples, I wanted to pinch them hard between my fingers but I wanted to show her that I could be gentle with her, there would be plenty of other times to show her that I could be wild in bed. I had a feeling that our romantic relationship was just beginning and it wouldn’t be the first time that I pleased her body.
I let go of her tit and slowly kissed down her ribcage, I kissed down her flat stomach and finally made it the waist band of her bikini bottom, I took it between my teeth and tugged at it playfully before I hooked my fingers inside and slowly pulled the bottom down her legs. When she stepped out of them I kissed her pussy lips and let my hot breath tickle her.
“You want to lay down?” I whispered, looking up into her eyes.
She smiled and nodded her head, she was staring down at me the whole time. I wondered if she was making sure I was doing it right but I must’ve been because she was slowly getting on her knees and slowly laid down on her back on the bear skin rug that was behind her.
“It’s nice and soft.” She murmured, running her hands up and down the fur that she surrounded her.
“I’m sure you want something hard though.” I grinned at her, spreading her legs slowly as she looked down at my hard cock.
“Yes, yes I do.” She licked her lips and nodded her head slowly, making sure she kept her eyes on mine.
I felt my heart hammering against my chest, I felt the sweat returning to my forehead as I got between her legs. She spread her legs further apart for me so that I could fit and as I laid down on her she put a hand around my neck and pulled me closer, she brought my mouth to hers for a sweet strawberry wine kiss.
I kissed her hard on the mouth, I couldn’t help it, it was as if her body was coaxing me to show her what I had. As the kiss intensified I pushed the head of my cock into her awaiting pussy and could feel how wet she was, I grunted with surprise and pleasure that she was so wet for me.
I felt her lock her legs around my hips, bringing me further inside of her, she was showing me that she wanted all of me inside of her, she wanted to feel everything that my hard cock had to offer her.
She whimpered against my mouth and I could hear her heavy breathing as her hands clung to the back of my neck, not wanting to break the kiss, not wanting me to pull away from her. I felt my heart melt for her, I wasn’t planning on going anywhere but she was holding me to her as if I was her only chance of surviving.
Chapter 8
I felt him teasing me with the head of his cock, teasing me with his tongue as he kissed me harder and harder. I wanted him, I wanted to show him that I wanted him and I didn’t want to take our time. The slower he tried going with me the hotter I was getting for him.
I took control the best I could by wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling him inside of me, showing him that he was more than welcome to please my pussy.
I whimpered against his mouth as I felt his large cock enter me fully. I felt him trying to slide out of me so that he could bury himself back into me. I felt my pussy sucking on his cock, making it hard for him to slide out and there was a mixture of moans and laughter between us.
I don’t know how I had gotten so lucky to have Dean invite me into his home. We were only supposed to go swimming and get to know each other but the night had held more for us that neither one of us really knew. A bond that was going to get stronger as time went on.
“Fuck me,” I whispered against his mouth, loosening my grip on his waist and letting my legs fall back down to the floor, spreading them as far apart as I could without causing myself pain.
“What?” He asked, surprised that the words had come out of my mouth, I knew that he had heard me. He was just surprised that I swore I’m sure.
“I want you to fuck me!” I hollered out to him this time, making sure that he had gotten it loud and clear.
He grinned and nodded his head, he looked down at my tits and I arched my back, willing to give them to him.
“What do you want me to do with those?” He teased me, licking his lips and focusing on both my tits, I looked down and was surprised to see how hard nipples were for him.
“I want you to push these tits of mine together and suck on both of them. I know you can, you have a big enough mouth.” I laughed, licking my lips.
He answered me by pushing my tits tightly together and he devoured them. Sucking on them greedily as he popped them in and out of his mouth teasingly.
He slammed his hard prick inside of my wet pussy, making me wetter and wetter for him, he knew what he was doing and I was glad that he did. He knew what spots to touch as I whimpered loudly for him, not caring who could hear me.
He surprised me though, just when I thought I was going to cum for him he changed position, he rolled over so that I was on top of him, he did it so smoothly that he never slipped out of me. Changing the position made my pussy hold off and I think that was what his intent was.
“Now you fuck me.” He winked at me and put his hands behind his head. Waiting for me to please him.
I giggled and nodded my head at him, slowly I began thrusting my hips back and forth, I put my hands on his hard chest palms down and began started grinding against him, I felt him flex inside of me and I threw my head back and moaned for him.
“Yes, that pussy is getting wetter and wetter for me. I can feel it, Shelly, I knew that your pussy wanted me the second I got off the bike this morning.” He grunted, taking his hands out from behind his head he brought them to my tits and began massaging them.
“Fuck, be rough with me. I’m not fucking fragile!” I shouted at him, looking down at him.
His eyes grew wide but the smile on his face grew wider and I bit down on my lip, my face blushing at the words that had come out of my mouth.
I wasn’t normally like that but he was going so gentle that I thought he was going to kill me with the anticipation that was building up inside of me.
He took my hard nipples between his fingers and slowly rolled them as I riding his prick faster and faster. The faster I rode him the harder he pinched and twisted my nipples.
I couldn’t stop riding him, I wasn’t even thinking about getting off anymore. It was too much fun, I didn’t want it to end. I’d never felt myself grow so wet before with any man that I’d been with. It was something completely new to me and I was enjoying every second of it.
“That’s it, ride my prick faster Shelly, ride it as fast as you can!” He shouted at me, even bringing his head off the rug to show me how much he wanted it.
I laughed as he took his fingers away from my tits and brought them to my hips. Again he changed position and caught me off guard but I was glad that he did because I would’ve cum a long time ago if he didn’t switch it up.
He wrapped his arms around my hips tightly and sat up in one quick motion my hands were on his shoulders and my tits were pressed tightly against his chest.
“I’m going to have you bouncing so hard on my cock that you’re going to beg for me to make you cum.” He grunted, sucking on my neck as I felt his hands grab my hips tightly.
Chapter 9
I was beginning to lose control, I knew that my cock wanted to cum deep inside her pussy but I didn’t want it to end. I had to keep it going a little while longer so that we could both enjoy the sexual time that we were spending together.
I brought her up and down my cock, each time slamming her pussy down hard on it, every time I brought her down was that much closer to me cumming for her.
My prick was throbbing, it had never hurt so much, begged so much to cum for a woman and it was new to me. I enjoyed the feeling for as long as I could make it last.
Shelly’s hard nipples were rubbing against my pecs making them hard for her and as sweaty as we both were it made our bodies slick and easy to slide her up and down my chest.
“Fuck, oh fuck!” She screamed out for me, digging her nails into my shoulders as I smiled.
“Yes, you’re fucking my hard cock, it feels so fucking good! I want you to cum all over it!” I shouted at her, begging for her to cum before I did.
I could’ve busted inside of her the first ten minutes of us being together but I wanted to show her that I cared about her needs. My needs could wait, but now I was begging for her to cum on my prick so that I could bust inside of her. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out.
“I’m going to cum! I’m going to fucking cum!” She threw her head back and screamed at me.
I grinned, I couldn’t help it. I knew that the help could hear her but I also knew that they didn’t dare come knocking on the door, after all they weren’t stupid. They knew what was going on and if they came to the door I would be pissed that they interrupted us.
“Yes, god please!” I cried out for her, nodding my head and closing my eyes tightly.
The more she whimpered and moaned, the more I could hear her heavy breathing and her gasps of pleasure the more I wanted her to cum on me.
“I can’t, I just can’t!” She whimpered, and that’s when I felt her pussy juice wash over my hard cock.
I whimpered and begged for more. I murmured her name over and over again as she came harder and faster for me.
“Do you want me to cum Shelly?” I growled like an animal as she gasped again and nodded her head quickly.
I did what she wanted, not that I had a choice my prick was going to cum whether I wanted it to or not. I had no more control over my prick and what it wanted to do.
I felt her grinding against me as she felt my hot juices fill her pussy, I felt her nails pinching my skin harder and harder and I cried out from the pleasure and the pain that she was sending through my body as we clung to each other during our moment of ecstacy.
“God, I love it, keep cumming for me. Fuck keep cunimming for me!” she screamed out as she began grinding harder and harder against my cock that just kept going.
She held me tight as she continued to let her pussy go. I felt her hot breath in my ear, I heard her mews of pleasure as she clung to me and when we were done she held me as if she was still releasing on my cock that was still buried deep inside of her.
“God, that was so fucking hot.” I murmured, the first one to speak as I wrapped my arms around her and held her to me.
“I know, god that was so fucking good.” She whispered catching her breath.
“I hope there are going to be more times like this Shelly. I hope that we can get to know each other more and more every day.” I murmured, closing my eyes and enjoying the embrace that we were sharing.
“I promise you that we’re going to get to know each other more. I’m going to be over here so much that you’re going to beg for me to go home.” She laughed.
“Or I’ll be begging to go home with you.” I chuckled and felt her body relax.
I found the woman that I could connect with, sexually and mentally. We had so many things in common that I knew we were going to make a great couple. I was already thinking about the future with her, seeing how much she had changed me in one day. I never would’ve thought about setting up dinner on the deck for any woman. I never had in the past it was just a fly by night one night stand but not with Shelly, no not with her. my heart ached for her and she was sitting on top of me holding me tightly to her, my body was relaxed with her and I never thought about kicking her out like I had the many women in my life before her.
“This is going to be a night that I’ll never forget. Many more nights to come. I hope.” She murmured, and I could hear that she was tired.
“Yes, many more nights of this. I can’t wait.” I whispered to her, nodding my head and enjoying the time we were spending together. We were perfect for each other.
I wanted to show her that I was going to be there for her, that I wasn’t like all the other men that she had in her life before me. That I was going to show her I was interested in the things that she wanted to do, that I was going to pay attention to the things that made her happy. In time I knew that things were only going to get better between us. That was a bet I was willing to take. No matter the price, I was going to win. It was a promise that I was willing to take to the bank.
“I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us, Dean. I can’t wait to see what adventures we’re going to go through together.” She whispered in my ear and I shrugged my shoulders so that she would take her head off it, knowing she was trying to fall asleep.
When she looked me in the eye I could see that she was happy, I could see the happiness beaming from them as they board into mine and I kissed her, I kissed her so passionately that I felt a tear slide down my cheek, no woman had ever made me feel the way Shelly did. No woman could ever make me feel the way I was feeling right then. I was happy and I knew in my heart that we were both going to become happier as time went on. I promised myself that I would always make her happy, I would do anything to see that gorgeous smile appear on her face.
THE END
FILTHY PROFESSOR: A PROFESSOR & VIRGIN ROMANCE
Chapter 1
Rita
“I don’t know how you managed to talk me into this. My father won’t understand. He expects me to go into politics and that’s not where my passion lies. I have you to thank for pushing me into doing this.” I stood there looking at my friend Kirkland and I only wished that we could’ve been more. I just didn’t feel that way about him. I found out later his tastes revolved around the same sex.
“It didn’t take much to open up your eyes, Rita. We’ve been friends a long time and I know when you’re not happy. A bottle of a wine later and I finally had you spilling the beans.” He had on an outfit that made him look like he was on his way to a country club. The sweater over his shoulders gave him the air of sophistication.
The lineup for registration was significantly shorter for night classes. It was the only way that I was going to get my degree in journalism. My job playing the assistant to my father kept me busy during the day.
“I feel like my heart is going to jump out of my chest. I’ve already been taking classes on the Internet. It’s amazing what you can find if you’re willing to look.” I didn’t want to say anything about my extracurricular activities behind closed doors. I had a dirty mind and nobody knew it.
“This is only the first step. Stepping into the class is when you’re going to finally see what you’re made of. It’s about time you take what you learn and apply it to real life.” His blond hair was natural and no doubt matched the carpet.
I was a sassy redhead, but I didn’t have the fiery temper to go along with the stereotype. I was quite fanatical about everything being a certain way. It was what made me a valuable commodity in any workplace environment.
My interest in journalism came when I found evidence of
embezzlement in my father’s campaign. His longtime manager was squirreling away hundreds of thousands of dollars. Nobody would’ve found out had I not gone snooping when I found something of a discrepancy. My father was not very receptive until I gave him clear-cut proof of his wrongdoing.
“I’ve had the journalism bug for quite some time. They say once it’s in your blood you never get rid of it.” Kirkland was holding my hand. Without him, I’m sure that I would have run away before I had the chance to make the necessary deposit. I was terrified and my hands were trembling.
“I thought I saw a certain something in your eye when you brought that man to justice. I had never seen you any happier. I tried to talk to you about it, but you constantly waved me away dismissively. I’m glad that your father had to go on the road and it gave us time to have a very frank discussion.” He had shown up on the weekend brandishing the bottle of wine and two chick flicks.
“You’ve always known that I was a sucker for anything with Hugh Grant. It has to be the accent. I know he’s old enough to be my father.” Kirkland was keeping himself in the closet and sneaking around with someone of like mind. I was the only one he trusted with his secret. It was hard not to snicker. His father was oblivious and was constantly trying to fix him up.
“We’ve known each other long enough to understand when one of us is trying to hide something from the other. I was never one to give up easily on my friends.” He had the ability to read between the lines. It was the reason why he was going to make a great psychologist after he finished his last year in college.
I had my red hair pulled back into pigtails. It gave me that innocent quality to sneak underneath the radar.
“I haven’t been happy for quite some time. I just have no idea how I’m going to break the news to my father when the time comes.” He had raised me as a single parent after my mother ran off with an aerobics instructor. It was hard on him, but it didn’t stop him from dating those that only wanted to get their hands in his pockets.
