Special Tutoring

Tanzen, Baby Bear

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[German]

Liebing : darling

Tanzen: dance

Danke: thank you

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*From Vardin: edit tomorrow, so there may be some changes if you check in then. I need to zzz. Sorry if you guys were reading halfway, while I was writing. I have a bad habit of publishing to check the number of pages and see if I have kicked off the censorship filter (it's worse at my other ongoing erotica, Absolution. http://www.wattpad.com/story/8034279-absolution-erotic-mature. Do give it a read if interested. thanks!!!)*

"Last question?" I dumbly repeated his words. "What last question, just do me already!"

"Naughty girl!" Ethan laughed."Soon... soon. Let's have you wet and ready first."

Ethan moved to cup my small breasts with his large hands. He blew his hot breath on one taut aerola, then lavished its nipple with tiny nibbles and suckles, before doing the same to the other breast with equal dedication and fervor.

I was feverish with sexual frustration. Head tilted back, eyes still closed, I began to rock myself against his trapped hard-on, trying to encourage it to come out and play. My panties were already getting soaked with my horny juice.

Ethan smoothly slid one hand sideways into my panties, his expert thumb rasping my clit,  while his fingers strummed my perinum. The naughtiest one of all slipped into my womanhood, stroking the inner wall with tender persistence. I was a violin and he was making sweet music with my vagina, until I was nearly vibrating to a crescendo.

"Oh my god!" I suddenly sat up, clutching his broad shoulders like a vise.

"I haven't gotten to the best part," he said, continuing his relentless stroking. I gripped his shoulders for dear life, until I felt him press against my heightened G-spot.

I immediately released my deathgrip and lunged my entire chest at Ethan's, shrieking. I felt myself squirting a lot of horny juice all over Ethan's finger as my insides became twitchy and tight.

It was so intense! Waves of ecstasy kept hitting at me. I was drowning. I clung to Ethan for dear life, like he was a buoy. I didn't do anything yet I felt weak and flustered, as if I had just finished running a marathon.

I whimpered, clinging to Ethan. The incorrigible man didn't say anything, but just retrieved his hand from underneath and holding it up towards the light. 

"I declare you wet and ready!" he chortled. My man has one weird sense of humor, I decided, relishing the "my".

"F-ck you, Ethan." I grumbled. I wasn't going to show how happy he made me. I was twisted that way.

Ethan laughed indulgently.

"I thought you would never ask. Now stand up. I got to remove my jeans."

"Wait." I put up a hand. "I want to see you undress for me. Like Magic Mike."

"Magic Mike?"

"Male stripper movie. Don't you watch movies?"

"Liebling, I am straight. Why would I watch a movie with male strippers?" He sounded horrified at the thought.

I rolled my eyes. Sigh. I got off his lap and walked towards his iPod player. I scrolled through the playlist.