After Class

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟿

𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓭𝔂

I had to be imagining it. If this was another fucked up dream, I was going to lose my shit absolutely. But the feel of his hands and the heat of his body felt too real.

"Are you going to let me eat this pretty pussy?" He asked, and I knew I wouldn't get anything from him if I didn't answer.

"Yes, please, sir," I was close to begging; I had laundry piling up by how often I soaked my underwear just thinking about him. It didn't help that my period starts next week, and the hormones are making me act like a bitch in heat.

He spread my thighs farther and gave my ass one last squeeze before I could feel his breath on my clit. He blew out a steady stream of air, and it made me feel hot all over. I knew he wasn't going to be easy on me. His style is not to be gentle.

I felt one of his hands leave my ass before reaching down and brushing my inner thighs. I jolted when I felt his fingers skim my clit, just barely touching. At first, he started giving me delicate touches and occasionally circling his fingers on my clit. But when I felt his mouth lick from where his fingers were playing with my clit, to my hole, slowly licking all of me.

He truly left no part of me untouched. Now both of his hands were working me over because his other hand that's not on my clit spread my pussy with two fingers. I felt myself clench in anticipation. I had been trying my best to keep my moan under control by covering my mouth, but there is only so much left to do.

Mr. Santos slowly licked me from top to bottom again before he started fucking me with his tongue, in and out, making slurping noises. When I clenched around his tongue, a smothered groan came from deep in his chest, and the vibrations stimulated me more. His pace on my clit started getting faster and had my vision blurring.

Suddenly he pulled back, my hand had fallen from my mouth, and a desperate whine slipped out before I could stop it, and my hips started wiggling, trying to jerk backward to have his mouth on me again. I heard it before I felt it. The swift sound of something moving through the air, and then the crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh.

Then I felt the pain, it was biting at me, but it slowly turned into something else. It was like an electric shock went through my body, and I went haywire. I felt myself getting wetter, and my eyes clenched shut. "Please, I need... I need..." I couldn't find the rest of the words to complete my sentence.

But apparently, they weren't needed for me to be understood. Because his fingers returned to me first, two of his fingers parted me, slowly getting my wetness on his fingers before he explored me further. I felt one of his thick fingers ease into me slowly, and the goosebumps returned, along with a delighted shiver.

"Your so tight," I heard him say underneath his breath. "I don't think I'll be able to fit all of me in," With that, he eased another finger into me, stroking me slowly. When his fingers curled towards my stomach, hitting my g-spot, my vision spotted, and I felt my already drenched pussy drip down my thighs.

Somehow I could feel his eyes watching how my body reacted to him—the scorching trail his eyes left on every inch of my being. I felt him lean closer to me, and his tongue darted out, licking a drop of wetness from my thighs. His tongue dragged up my inner thigh licking everything up before returning to my pussy.

I felt my tongue dart out again and lick my clit, testing the waters to see how close I was to cumming. I was close, and my reaction was obvious to that. My hips jolted, and my thighs quivered. I was being held by a fucking string like a puppet.

"Who would have thought? My good little student wanted her teacher to touch her? Wanted to make her cum with his tongue and his cock? Who knew that your little persona was to hide how much of a dirty fucking whore you were?" I didn't know what I would like when it came to anything sexual, but dirty talk is definitely written in fucking bold.

He leaned in one last time and swirled his tongue around my clit, and nibbled on the delicate flesh. I gasped aloud at the feeling before he drew my clit into his mouth and harshly sucked and curled his fingers towards my stomach, pushing me over the edge.

My toes curled in my shoes, and my thighs shook harder. But he didn't stop. When I was cumming, he removed his fingers and his other hand and placed them both on either side of my hips, encasing them, pushing them onto the desk, keeping me in place.

His mouth consumed all of me, and he ate me like his fucking last meal.

I couldn't stop the moans now they were loud and consistent. The slurping sounds were enough to make me feel embarrassed if I wasn't caught up in mindless bliss. "I can't- take it-" I stuttered out when I felt another orgasm creep up into my senses and bury itself in the pit of my stomach.

"Do it for me, please," I heard him say against my skin before digging into me again. His tongue repeatedly fucked me in and out, curling and stroking inside of me. I felt him dig into me further, and his chin pushed against my clit harder, and my breath stuttered, and it felt like my heart stopped even though I could feel it beating against my chest.

I came again, and this time, it felt like I was far away. It was hazy and fuzzy, but still, he didn't stop. He kept going. My body felt like mush, and I didn't think I had the energy to cum again.