Private Lessons

Chapter 6

The moment you got home you rushed right to your room. You had so many thoughts running through your head.

What just happened? What would have happened if you hadn't left? Wait, why did this happen? This is wrong. This can't be legal. You are 18 so it is legal, but it's definitely against school rules. But he was helping you so you wouldn't want to get him in trouble. You just won't let happen again.

You then remember the feeling of his shaft in your hands. The firmness, the pulsating ridges of the veins. You suddenly realize the heat coming from between your legs. This was wrong but so right at the same time.

Why did this turn you on so much? Do you want this to happen? Yes. Definite yes. So how do I make it happen again?

That night you barely sleep. Was it excitement, anticipation, or fear of the unknown? Probably all three. Every time you thought about Mr Kim, your panties would get wet. Tomorrow maybe you'll be able to have more fun.

You thought about what his cock felt like in your hands. You start to imagine his hands on you. He starts at your cheeks, sliding down your neck, past your collarbone down to your breasts.  You imagine his hands groping and caress them, your own hands mimicking the motions of your imaginary lover.

You picture his mouth kissing and sucking them. He playfully pinches the nipples and they get hard. He moves lower, kissing and sucking his way down your body. Hands slip under your waistband and slowly snake their way to your crevice.

Your imaginary lover finds his way to your clit and begins ferociously attacking it. You can feel as he takes a finger and slowly inserts it into you. He then starts pumping his finger in and out. Clawing at your walls as he does so.

Soon he adds a second finger.  You feel him pumping harder and faster, his thumb working your clit. You feel your breath getting sharper as you are headed towards your orgasm.

You are violently pulled from you fantasy as your cell phone rings. "Damn it," you say out loud. You pick up the phone to look at the screen.

It's Hobi. 'I'll talk to him tomorrow at school,' you tell yourself. You decline the call and set the phone down. You lay back, trying to get back to where you were. The phone beeps as a text message comes through.

Hobi
ANSWER NOW!!!!

The phone starts to ring again and you answer it. "This better be imp-"

"I'm at Tae's house. You and Mom need to get here quick. Something's happened."