Tutoring Session

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I answer the door as my usual tutor,Aiden,knocks.He steps inside as I mumble a greeting.Aiden had been selected to be my tutor a few weeks ago as part of some school programme,I'm not exactly complaining though.There's something seductive about him,perhaps it's those dancing,lively eyes or simply his reputation.

We sit down,Aiden twirls his pen in his hand as he questions "Remind me,where did we leave off last time?"

 I blush,and inwardly curse my awkwardness "Um,lesson 2,linear equations..I think."

Aiden gives a quick nod,opening the book on the correct page as he begins to explain the concepts.At some point I just completely zone out,admiring his perfect features.My daydreaming is interrupted as Aiden asks amused "Are you even listening?"

 I attempt to cover up my surprise "Of course.."

 He raises a brow "Oh?Then what did I just say?"

 I blush "Ok fine,maybe I got a bit distracted.."

Aiden's eyes trail up and down my body,I blush even deeper as my heart skips a beat.He leans closer and whispers "Well then,bad girls have to be punished...wouldn't you agree?"

 I can't believe this is happening,so much so I'm unable to form a response and instead give a quick nod.He growls lowly "Bend over."

I'm about to do so but first,I inquire "What if my parents hear?They're upstairs."

 He gives a smug smirk before saying "I guess you'll just have to be quiet then."

I bend over the table,my breath hitches as Aiden hikes my skirt up and slides into my already soaking lush with ease.He murmurs "Good girl,so wet for me."

Aiden begins pulling his hips down into me,he's being gentle,considerate.My eyes cloud over in ecstasy.I plead "Faster"

He smirks and say through heavy breathing "say please"

 "Faster..please" I relent,to which he begins pounding into me.Each thrust sends ripples of pleasure throughout my body making it all the more harder to bite back my moans.

We climax in unison.My body goes limp as I dissolve into pleasure.He whispers into my ear "Good girl" before swinging his bag over his shoulder and strolling out of my house...

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