The New Girl (girlxgirl) (teacherxstudent)

The taste of your cherry chap-stick along with the taste of alcohol on your tongue infused my desire for you that much more. Scratches, hickies, and bruises would be long forgotten but at that moment, all I could think about were your lips on my lips and your hands on my hips. Our breathing wasn't in sync but as our hands roamed each other body, we found a rhyme and we went with it. It wasn't long before you had me in agony torture as I pleaded and begged for you to just take me on the spot. Whether it was the alcohol in my system that was taking its troll on me or the fact for a moment I felt like a teenager again with the lights and music booming in the club, all I knew was, it was just a one night stand. No phone numbers, no name, no love, just lust yet... faith had its way to play it cards.

I never expected to lust for a women and I never thought I could put myself in a wrong predicament when it came to their age, however, the worst thing was, I was a teacher and she, my new student.

First published: January 20, 2015