Wynter's teacher Mr.Edwardson has finally retired. When she stumbles into the class room late and a mess she is greeted by a good looking and intelligent young man. He couldn't be to much older than her, Right? Well lets find out. Jump into a catchi...
I went back to his house that night. "hey honey?" he said looking at me in his bedroom. "we're not gonna fuck tonight. I wanna make love tonight. this is a special night and i wanna remember it." I nodded. "I would love to make love to you Mr.Fiance." I said. He laughed and pulled me closer to him by the small of my back. His hand stayed there and I loved the feel of it. The gentle tender touch that he could produce. His other hand went into my hair but he didn't pull it he simply pushed my head towards his so he could kiss me. He pressed a button and 'You Found Me.' by The Fray. I had to resist the urge to sing which wasn't hard when Marks lips were all over my neck marking me as his. I bit his neck back and watched it bruise. "Oh jeez I'm sorry I didn't mean to make it bruise." he grinned. "Nope I like it there. I might get it tattooed." I laughed really really hard. "You do that if you want then." I laughed and he stopped my laughter with a kiss. I ran my hand into his hair but I didn't pull it. I heaved in a large breathe and continued kissing him. Little moans and mewls escaped my throat and he growled once. I could tell he was restraining something. "Mark really you can tie me up I don't need you to make love to me. You have needs to." He placed me gently on the bed and snapped at me. "NO. I want to do this. Unless you want me to tie you up. Tonight is all about you hon," he softened subtly apologizing for snapping. "No do whatever you'd like to me. I love you so it doesn't matter. I just want you." I breathed. Then an idea popped into my head and I rolled out from underneath him. He flipped over wandering what I was doing. "I wanna show my love to YOU. I don't think you get it yet." I explained, answering the question that was no doubt brewing in his mind. He smiled and let me climb on top of him. He was shaking. He's never been on bottom before and he was nervous I assumed. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked provocatively. He shook his head and watched me undo his belt and unbuckle his belt. "You know technically you could get fired if anyone found out." He nodded again and I started unbuttoning his shirt. "Yeah I do and I really dont care because you're mine. You were meant to be mine. And I was meant to be yours." The songs tempo picked up as soon as he delivered that last line and all of a sudden I had the inexplicable urge to cry and have him inside me at the same time. I sat him up and swung my leg over his so that he was sitting up and I was still on top on my knees. It was beautiful. The song started singing meaningful lyrics and we made out ferociously. His hands were massaging my hips and I moaned. He pulled off my dress and looked down the length in my body. "You are so beautiful." he said before I pushed him down by kissing him. I tugged off his pants and a new song was put on.
This song was cute and I could just imagine Mark singing this at the top of his lungs in the shower. "You're cute." I commented and he chuckled and undid my bra. Only my panties and his boxers were left to get off. He slipped my panties off slowly with shaky hands. "Mark I'm just saying this before we start. You don't have to take this slow. I love sex with you period it doesn't matter." He closed his eyes and let out a shaky breathe. "I don't want to have to tie you up. I like the feel of your hands on me and this is the best way for me to learn." He said and I immediately understood. I nodded and dragged his boxers off. I looked at him and he nodded and closed his eyes. I lined his tip with my entrance and slid down on it. He moaned and I placed both hands on his chest. He breathed out a sharp breathe and I stopped rocking. He opened his eyes at my rocking, or lack thereof. "Are you ok?" I asked. He slammed my hips down onto his and I screamed. "Just keep going..." he growled. "I have to let you take control." he trembled. "Mark you really don't though." He shook his head and pushed me by my hips so that I rocked back. "Just do it." he growled. I rocked back and forth. He moaned out loud and I let out a small mewl. He rolled his hips and I moaned loudly. He was a natural even though he hadn't done this. I bent at the waist so that his large member could enter me more fully. He groaned in my ear and it muffled. Only when his lips met the soft flesh on my neck where my neck turned into my shoulder did I realize that this man was my fiance. I started tearing up and eventually my tears fell onto his shoulder and his hands let go of my ass and he pulled out. "Am I hurting you?" I sat up and shook my head. "No I just still cant believe that you and I are getting married! I mean i just love you so much its insane to me even." I sniffled. "What do you say we finish this the right way and then we can cuddle on the couch." he got up and offered me his hand. I giggled and jumped off the bed I jumped onto him and he immediately switched to Dominant Mark. He set me down. "You will kneel when we are gonna have kinky sex. Its only proper." He said with a devilish grin. I bent down and sat on my knees
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He waited for me to bow my head and I could hear his smile in the air. "Good kitten." His hand went underneath my scratched my chin. "Daddy wants to play kitten." his voice was low and gravely from his arousal. I bit my lip. "Its not going to be as kinky as usual but you should still kneel every time I want to fuck understand?" I nodded and he replied with another "Good Kitten" I smiled at the adorable nickname he had given me. He picked me up and slammed me against the wall lovingly. It didn't hurt but it made breathing difficult for a couple seconds. His lips crashed into mine and I gasped for air. "I love you so much." he said very very breathlessly. I smiled and ran my hands into his hair. My fingers curled around the black strands. He moaned into the kiss and let me slide down on the wall. He lined himself up with my entrance and thrust inside me. He carried me while he was inside me and placed me on all fours on the bed. This song came on almost as soon as my hands and legs touched the bed.
I let my back arch so that all my important parts were open for him to view and touch. His strong hands grabbed me by my waist and he thrust into me again. I screamed and he finished me off like that. I cleaned my self up, threw on some clothes and hopped onto the couch to watch a movie with Mark.
