Naughty Girls Need Love Too

Sneek Peek: Strawberries & Cream

I had him. It took a white little lie to get him where I wanted. But never would I have guessed tables would turn that night.

"Julie," I loved when he called my name. It sounded almost pleading. Just by the sound of his soft voice, I knew he felt smitten by me. "We shouldn't be doing this." His eyes contradicted his statement as they scanned my curvy figure, sitting back on his living room sofa.

I called him asking to talk with the excuse I had overboard anxiety with the upcoming graduation situation.

"Shh," I took my shimmery top off, throwing it to the side, the roundness of my boobs held in place with a mid-halved cup bra. "We're not at school, Mr. Parker or should we lose all formalities and call you Liam?"

And since our relationship had evolved, blurring the line between a student and a teacher, more like friends with a lot of burning chemistry, there was no opposition for me to come over to his place.

I unzipped my skirt letting it drop to the floor revealing a matching shimmery pantie and milky thick thighs. He sighed at the view resting his eyes on mine where I could see them grow darker reading his hunger. I wanted that. Wanted him to lose control and fuck me mercilessly.

But the truth is he had been drinking and I had been drinking at a friend's place so as soon as I arrived and he closed the door behind us, I launched myself at his lips and he did not object at all. I could taste the sweetness of alcohol and strawberry-scented chapstick I wore and the melting desire off both of our lips.

"Mr.Parker." He chose as I lowered myself onto a cushion I had placed on the carpeted floor. "Naughty," I smirked and threw him a sultry look. My stomach flipped as I noticed his pronounced erection as it strained against his pants. "Someone's eager."

He did try to break the kiss and pull away a couple of times but would only be drawn back again to me. Morality can be a bitch.

My hands crawled over his knees as I reached out to unzip him, glancing back and forth between his crotch and eyes to catch glimpses of his anticipation. God, he was beautiful. I loved that he worked out. His muscular frame towered over me. His abs flexed as my fingers unzipped him, full lips parted at expectation with dreamy blueish eyes lost on mine. My classmates would die of envy if they knew I was about to fuck this 28-year-old gorgeous man, the same that lectured us on English. The same one that called us out in all seriousness in class if our attention was diverted. The same man leaned over our desks to clear all doubts as our hormones danced around at his scent and warmth. If he only knew how many of us wanted him to teach us sex ed.

He helped by lifting his pelvis to pull his pants down leaving only his briefs, his bulge making my mouth water and my lips moistened further. I dug my fingers into his waistband, tingling in all the right spots with anticipation, and pulled down to reveal his thick, hard dick as it sprung out. I sighed a soft moan. "Mr. Parker, I think my pussy is small for your dick."

He swallowed as I took the engorged warm cock in my hand and began to slide up and down slowly just to get a feel of it before commencing. "We'll see." He whispered, eyes fixated on my hand. I smiled at no further objections and leaned over to take his pink blunt head into my mouth, tasting the saltiness of his precum, engulfing what I could of every throbbing inch of his shaft. Mr. Parker sighed as my tongue lubricated all his length including his shaved balls. I moaned at the thought of having all this in me, feeling it slide in and out of me until I cummed hard on him. I heard him breathe in sharply and grunt as I enjoyed myself as if it was a cum filled lollipop. I felt his hands on my bra strap unhooking it, my pair of round C's popping out at him with swollen rosy nipples.

"You were not wrong," I heard him sigh. "Your mouth feels so good. Can you take in a little more?"

I smirked, taken aback at the request. I tried to take it all into my throat but gagged before reaching his base. "Nice reach..." He sighed as I pulled him free with a gasp, strands of saliva falling on his glans. I smiled at him, teary-eyed as I went back to the suctions looking into his lustful eyes. His hands cupped my tits in his warmth, massaging them as I continued to pump him with my lips. I moaned when his fingers toyed with my sensible buds, pinching and rubbing at them. "Julie..." he sighed, his dick getting rock hard. I glanced up at him as my lips sucked on the tip. "Come." He signaled to his lap. I didn't hesitate. My pussy was drenched and eager to ride him. I got to my feet to strip myself from the last piece of clothing, revealing to him my neatly trimmed cunt. My heart raced at the view of him waiting for me, His face was flushed as his blues scanned my whole body, drunk with pleasure, a hand on his shaft keeping himself busy. Fuck, dirty dirty Mr.Parker.