The Student : PJM

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I thought about what she was saying, although I was highly distracted by the feeling of a line of fire that had been drawn down the center of my body. I was going to say something, but she continued. "Grace is a fantasy; an exotic dancer who takes her clothes off so guys can look at her. She can go into the back room and rub her titties in their faces and sit on their laps and rub her pussy against their hard on through their pants, and slap their hands and makes really good money." She was speaking softly, and paused, the Grace explanation done. "Y/n... can't do that. Y/n is a woman that has a baby girl. Y/n's a girl that goes to college. She wonders what it would be like to go on a date again, and daydreams about her hunky teacher and is someday going to be a damn good doctor." She paused, I saw a hesitation as much as heard it before she continued. "Y/n is real, she's been hurt before and she's afraid of being hurt again." Her face had once again turned up to mine, her hand still cupping my balls. She smiled wistfully at me, her soul naked. "Don't hurt me Mr. Park." she whispered. I just leaned into her and we kissed again.

This time was slow and sensuous. Just as her finger had left a line of fire as it had traced down my body, it burned now as it moved everywhere. I pulled her to me, my mouth finding her chest, her neck arching in response. I followed the arch, moving my kisses to her neck, following the path of least resistance, finding her most sensitive spots when I did. She turned her head so I moved my lips to the side of her neck; when she tilted her head I moved to the soft spot just behind her ear, bestowing it with a kiss of its own. I moved my nose to her ear, my mouth finding her earlobe -- which elicited a sharp intake of breath. Breathing through her nose, I could hear her breath, soft and sensuous, sharp intakes when I hit sensitive spots. Her earlobe was one, the soft spot just beneath and behind it another. When I revisited it again, she moaned -- which coming out while she was exhaling sounded just like a cat purring. I kissed up her face, kissed her eyes and nose. I stopped, my face inches above hers, and reached up with my hand to stroke hers. Her eyes opened and I just stared, losing myself in the depths of her green eyes. "My god, Y/n, you're so beautiful." The tip of her tongue slithering across her lips registered through my peripheral vision; I closed my eyes and dipped my lips to hers, kissing her again.

I could still taste a touch of her coffee on her breath, I'm sure she could on mine also, but it didn't matter. Our bodies melded together, a long sensuous full bodied kiss. Her hand relinquished its hold on my balls, moving up to my still soft but responding cock as we sucked each other's tongues. I slid my hand between us, finding and squeezing her breast, her nipple hard in my palm. Her body responded to my touch directing me in an unspoken way. Stroking my hand down her side to her bottom, when I slid it over onto her belly she didn't open her legs so I stayed away for the moment, just appreciating the smooth softness of her lower belly. 

"Do you know what I did when I got home that first night?" I shook my head back and forth, I had no clue. "I woke up my apartment manager. It was three am, and I woke him up and gave him the four hundred and twenty five dollars he said he had to have before morning or I was going to be evicted. I was a month and a half behind. I was flat out broke and was going to be evicted. And then I went back to my bathroom and threw up again." I just listened, she needed to talk

"I woke him up two nights later, when I got home at 3 am and gave him the eight and a half for the previous month, but that was the last time. I haven't been late since. Two weeks later I gave him another eight and a half for the next month's rent, on time for the first time in six months, and I still had money. I was making sixty five dollars a day, now I make more than that in fifteen minutes. We don't share the stage money, that's all ours, but the real money is in the private lap dances." She hadn't been looking me in the face, I was still lying on my side, but she giggled and looked over at me. "Do you know who the two most popular girls are in the whole place?"

I shrugged, my shoulders, no. "Beom Seok certainly raved about you."

She grimaced. "He a pig." I couldn't disagree; Beom Seok was my friend -- but she's right, that's a pretty good description. "It's Casey and me. Casey, because she'll do anything, and me, I guess because I won't. When I dance on stage, all the guys are around the stage, but only a few when she's up there. We're about equal in private dances, but I know she's taking home two to three times what I do." 

She was lying supine next to me; now she scooted closer, removing the slight gap between our bodies. "I'd managed to save a little money before I got pregnant, but that all disappeared with Areum. I thought everything would be okay, but then I had to take maternity leave, my son of a bitch boyfriend left and it was all gone. I was broke before I went back to work and I was spending about twice as much as I was making. I'd had a gym membership that was prepaid, and they had child care, so it was about the only place where I could have at least a few minutes for myself. I kept seeing this girl there that was in really great shape and commented on it. She said that in her line of work she had to keep in shape, and when I asked what she did she told me she was a dancer. I didn't think I could ever do it, but when I was about to lose everything...." She trailed off.

"You did what you had to survive," I finished for her when she didn't.

"Mr. Park?" She rolled up onto her side facing me, her hand reached up to my face. I took hers in mine, pulled it to my mouth and kissed it. "I really like you and I don't want anything hidden and..." I interrupted her with another kiss.

Our coupling the first time had been sex; a hot, lusty, needy sprint to orgasm. This time we made love; long, slow, and sensuous. My mouth explored her body. I caressed her nipples with my tongue for the first time, feeling them grow to my suckling. I worked my way down her body; this time she willingly spread her legs as I tasted her for the first time. Her hands and body were likewise exploring mine; her hands moving my body beside her, her mouth finding my cock soon after my tongue had found her sweetness. She had me move overhead into a 69; when I had trouble controlling myself and eating her at the same time she allowed me to roll us over so she was on top. I felt her orgasm twice, her pussy flooding my face with extra juices each time. She was more than ready when I rolled us back over and swapped ends, sliding into place where we fucked face to face. It was a joy watching her face, seeing her expressions as my cock built her to a third orgasm. Her back beginning to arch, her pelvis pushed back against my thrusts inside her; her legs wrapped behind mine, drawing me ever deeper inside her delicious warmth. I recognized her peaks were synchronizing with mine, until finally, her back arched in delicious agony, my cock exploding its contents into a condom once again -- we came together in mutual orgasm for maybe only the second time of my life. 

I collapsed, panting, on top of Y/n, both of our bodies sweaty and sticky with our love. As my breathing and heart slowed from the exertion, Y/n's body began to writhe beneath me. Her mouth searched out mine, her pussy clinching and squeezing around my cock. Her hands drifted to my ass, holding me tight against her pelvis. Her mouth attacked my neck, her fingers finding and squeezing my nipples as she rocked her pelvis against mine. Surprisingly my half shrunken cock began to respond; at least it quit shrinking inside her. Her gyrating pelvis was like nothing I'd ever felt, but still I wasn't hard enough to stay in. I told her to wait; I pulled the condom off and washed my semen covered cock before returning to the bed. 

Y/n was ready for more, once more pushing me onto my back and climbing on top. "God I can't get close enough," she moaned, rubbing her naked body on mine, "I wish I could be inside you." Once again our hands were everywhere, but although my cock had arrested its backward development, it was nowhere near ready for further play yet. I put pressure to move Y/n's body upward, which she initially resisted, until I told her I wanted to eat her pussy again. Straddling my face, she rode my tongue to another orgasm, her back arched, hands splayed against the headboard. 

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Double update.
The next chapter will be the last one.
It is supposed to be a short story and the end will be abrupt so it'll be up to your imagination how their future turns out to be. 💜