Sextra Lessons

Chapter 5: Hall of Shame

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© Janique C.

Chapter 5

It felt as smooth as silk. The slow, enthralling, torturous strokes. What on earth is happening to me? I thought. I had never had such a vivid dream before.

I squirmed in absolute ecstasy as his tongue continued the wave of heavenly torment. Sweet, smooth flicks and nibbles greeted my aroused mound. The pleasure became more intense as he increased his tempo. Sucking, licking and nibbling dream him coaxed me to a mind-blowing, earth shattering orgasm. The feeling was so real that I could have sworn I felt moisture seeping down my legs.

When I had stopped shivering, he kissed my pussy and started his onslaught all over again. My mind not being able to handle such a feat twice in a row forced my eyes open. As I slowly processed what was happening around me, the only coherent thought that I managed to form was, I should have known no dream could feel this real.

Moaning softly I watched him work, getting wetter and wetter with each stroke of his overly skilled tongue. Nothing could have prepared me for the second orgasm. With my back arched and toes digging harshly into the soft sheets, my hands fisted in his hair, the dam inside me broke and the flood ensued.

Lapping up all my juices, he ran his teeth over my swollen clitoris before raising his head slowly and with a heart-stopping smile plastered on his face he whispered in a husky voice, "Morning, beautiful," and then plunged his thick length into my flaming hot core.

As he pounded me mercilessly into the bed, I found I lacked the strength and the will to respond to his delightful wake up call. He continued, never once slowing down as he hoisted my legs in the air and the pinned them to my body, rendering me virtually helpless.

I felt my walls beginning to clench around his shaft and saw him tense. My third release of the morning came only as fraction of a second before his. We rode the waves of our orgasms together before he collapsed unto the bed beside me.

As the first pangs of guilt started to override the feeling of complete satisfaction, I finally choked out, "Good morning, Bryan."

(The previous night)

"Mr. Hall?" I stuttered, "Well this is a surprise."

He smiled a charming smile and nervously ran his hand through his perfectly tousled hair.

"Hi, Roxanne is it?" he asked extending his hand, "I'm Bryan... Bryan Hall... but you already know that seeing as how I teach at the same university you attend," he rambled on nervously.

It was beyond cute. He was tripping over his words and stuttering through one sentence just as badly as Roxanne was.

"Hi sir, what are you doing here, may I ask?" she asked as politely as she could.

"Oh yes! That!!" he exclaimed. There was a pregnant pause as he stared deep into her eyes.

"Mr. Hall?" she prompted.

"Oh! Umm... Nate... Mr. Richards... he said it would be okay for me to use your bathroom real quickly?" he choked up, "Too many pre-dinner drinks," he continued laughing nervously.