Imagines Book

6.3 Inexperienced

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She laid on the blue sofa, catching her breath. Ethan smiled feeling proud of what he had just done. His instinct was telling him he did a great job.

Her eyes wondered around once again, and at the time she gazed Ethan's new huge bulge she was sitting straight up to end the night. For him, it was a turn on to have his crush kiss him, and more if she sucked his dick. What he never knew was that he would eat a girl like her out and she would squirt. He didn't even know the term squirt existed, nor he could work with his tongue too.

He knew what they teach in Health and Biology class, his penis goes in her vagina and it's called reproduction, or sex if you use protection.

But now, he wanted to get as naked as she was and fuck the living hell out of her. There was no love here, there couldn't be any. She only knew what she heard and he only knew what she showed.

She jumped on him, throwing her last piece of clothing left to the floor. Feeling her big hole empty for too long wasn't what she wanted and less if it could be filled by Ethan's cock.

Their lips collide again, her hands grasping his collarbone and shoulders, deepening that frustrated kiss. Ethan planted his palms on her hips helping her as she moved back and forth on him, making friction with each other's core.

That hot feeling down there was making her desperate to the point that she, herself couldn't keep kissing him anymore. She pulled his pants down, dragging everything out, leaving him only covered by his corporal hair.

His dick sprang up, able to attract any blind person around just by its beauty. Ethan took out his hand for her to take, helping her to sit on him carefully. She smiled, taking it and penetrating herself with Ethan's penis as she sat on it, moaning at the sensation.

He couldn't feel much, but his sensible tip brushed her lips and some other of her insides giving him some pleasure. Her hips moved in every thinkable direction, up and down, back and forth, diagonally and horizontally...

But it wasn't enough. Both of them wanted more. So, Ethan carried her to Mrs. Bomb little desktop, sitting her nude ass on the wood as both their cores were still connected. She sprang her legs open, making room for him to work. Her hands traveled to his neck, wrapping arms around it. He thrust in, breathing heavily.

He thrust again, keeping a slow pace that was sexy but not what she needed right now. "Move faster!" She yelp out in pleasure. He obeyed, moving his lower area as fast as he could, discovering the effect, he moaned and grunted. He was hungry for her.

Ethan observed as she pulled her arms back, half laying on the table as she rested on her palms. He looked at her breasts, that were jumping up and down as he thrust in harder and faster.

"Aaah! Oh yes! Ethan! Yes! Yes, baby! Aaah" she yelled as he found and hit her spot repeatedly. He smirked, even more proud.
She rewarded him with a kiss, in love with the feeling of his fat big cock hitting her hard enough for her to cum.

And she did. She came after a couple of thrust more as the now experienced Ethan enjoyed seeing her vulnerable under his touch for the second time that same day.

He didn't come, even though he became closer as she clenched on him while cumming. But it was her turn to work now, and right after she passed her orgasm she fell to the cold ground, eyes plastered on his bottom half. Her small finger wrapped around it as she moved her hand up and down.

Ethan felt this pleasure, nothing compared with an actual pussy, but really close. Her hand moved faster, she wanting him to cum already. She licked the tip a bit and sucked on it as he twitched in her hand a few times. His balls contracted and the particular white sticky substance came out.

She let a laugh slip, she made it. Her mouth opened as wide as his eyes. He was watching her drink his children from above, not really bothered by the sight but surprised as she enjoyed it.

A noise was heard, making shivers run down both of their bodies. The door to the classroom has been opened and the desks were dragged to place. The cleaning people just entered Mrs. Bomb classroom, putting everything in place and cleaning til the last speck of dust wasn't visible.

Ethan handed her the clothes, putting on his own. Out of the cabinet he took out some math books and sat on the couch with her by his side. He opened a random page and started explaining the content to her. The woman on the other room just wanted to take out Mrs. Bomb trash and was taken back once she saw the couple studying in the dark of the office.

She did. She heard their muffled sounds and loud moans. The woman was from a different culture in which you only fuck your husband, and to see a couple of teenagers in their teacher's office was a lack of respect towards her, the teacher and both of themselves.

She, hurt, took out the bin and left the pair alone in their sexual loneliness.

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