Playing with the devil

~ Chapter 1 ~

He touched my hand, his lips slowly making their way to my ear, setting off tingles in my body as his breath tickled my neck. I was suddenly enveloped in his scent, his irresistibly sweet scent, as I was snugly pressed against his chest feeling his throbbing member beneath his clothes. Just by these actions he managed to get me aroused enough to forget about anything that wasn't him, to forget about anything that screamed common sense and reality, merging the later with my deepest and darkest fantasies.

As my core ached for his touch, every other part of my body enjoyed the attention he was giving it. His hands now running back and forth along my arms, causing goosebumps by the pleasure the tip of his fingers produced. I could only imagine what they would feel like playing with my moisturized clit. At that thought I couldnt help the silent moan that escaped my lips. As if on cue, he placed an arm around my waist, pushing me harder against his erection, groaning against my ear at the same time another moan escaped from my lips.

"Let's not lie to each other" He wishpered. "It's clear you want me just as much as I want you" And as if to prove his point, he slipped his other hand beneath my shirt, brushing his fingers against my hardned nipples, making me whimper.

"Don't resist it" He said "Don't resist me" He kept teasing the spot right beneath my earlobe, licking it and nibbling at it while paying with my erected nipples, waves of pleasure running through me."You might be young and innocent my dear, but we both know you won't be able to stay away from me"

Little did he know how wrong he was. I might haven been innocent once, but all that innocence vanished as soon as i set eyes on him for the first time. He had corrupted my purity way before knowing me. Virgin or not, I was no longer a saint. And if going to hell meant I could fuck this man, I was planning to enjoy the whole ride.

I responded with another whimper. He kept sucking at my sweet spot, my breath getting slightly faster and the tingles a thousand times greater as he groped one of my breasts, setting the nipple between two of his fingers and rubbing it slowly and sensualy while grinding against me. He slid the arm that was holding my waist down until he reached the zipper of my pants. He slowly introduced his hand touching the fabric of my panties, softly brushing my already wet core with his fingers, making me shiver at the trail of goosebumps he left behind.

I shamelesly moaned at his touch. Never have I been touched there by someone else other than myself the not so few times I pleasured my own thinking about the same man that was now touching me everywhere I wanted him to.

He began caressing it with two fingers, slowly at first, picking up the pace with each stroke, and at the same time, keeping a firm grip on my nipple. I closed my eyes, restraining the moan that his fingers triggered only for him to stop.

I was suddenly lifted of the ground to be harshly thrown over his desk. He crawled on top of me staring at my body with lust-filled eyes. He leaned down to kiss me and then, all hell broke loose.

I gripped at his shirt ripping it open as he undid his belt. Our tongues were fighting for control as he stripped me bare, leaving my naked body ready for him to take advantage of. He traced his fingers against my clit, making me moan as he brutally played with it. His mouth left mine, making its way towards my nipples, sucking on each as his hand squeezed both breasts.

He groaned as I pushed my hand inside his pants, taking a firm grasp of him. He bit at my nipple, making me squeeze tighter. With one last suck he looked back at me and said "Not yet, princess, I ain't done with you just yet."

I released my grasp of him and watched as he got off of the desk. He bent down and took his belt, that was thrown to the floor with his shirt and my clothes. He took hold of my arms and started tying them with the belt to the corner of the table. Wide-eyed I looked at him, dreading what was to come.

"What are you doing?"

He looked at me as he finished tying me, a smirk plastered on his face. "I, my dear Amelie, am going to eat that pussy of yours, and you are going to enjoy every second of it." He had a tight grip on my thigts, so tight, the pain was already turning me on. He opened them up and leaned in, teasing me with a single lick that had me whimpering from the pleaure.

"And when I'm satisfied, I'm going to fuck your brains out until you pass out"

My body gave in right at the second he leaned back in between my thigts, moan after moan I couldn't help but keep moaning and screaming his name as he ravished my soaked pussy. I was in fire, my whole body burned as he kept doing magic with his tongue, eating me as a voracious beast.

With two fingers, he he massaged my clit, adding to my pleasure as his mouth was still doing wonders. Yet I still wanted more, I needed more. I started grinding my pussy against his mouth, urging him to go faster, to suck harder.

And he did, he kept going faster by the second, licking and bitting and sucking and rubbing, playing with my pussy. He was playing so hard with it. I closed my eyes, my body couldnt take it. I felt his breath against me, his hand gripping my thigts so tightly it hurt, his fingers rubbing my clit so fast my body couldnt take it anymore. I screamed with pleasure, cumming into his mouth.

He got up, his fingers brushing my senitive pussy making me whimper one last time. He put them in his mouth and sucked them while groaning with peasure.

"So fucking delicious" He started aproaching me once again, leaning in for a kiss, when the bell rang.

"FUCK!" 

I started panicking. People would start entering the classroom any minute and I was tied to a desk, naked.

He quickly untied me and tossed me my clothes. While I strugled dressing up, I realised I didn't have my underwear, wondering where they were, but there was no time for that. 

I looked at him. He was dressed already, yet was as nervous as I was. The sound of footsteps was nearing way too fast. He barely had time to pick up  what I suspected to be my long forgotten underwear and hide it in is drawer when the door opened and the horde of students entered the classroom.

Without taking his eyes of me, he cleared his throat "And that is all Miss Humpford. If you still don't understand it, I suggest you to get a Private Tutor." 

"Thank you, Sir." And with that, I retreated to my seat.