Page 63 of The Teacher

I remove his hands from around my body and instead push him down on the king-sized hotel bed. He falls onto his back and I climb on top of him, straddling him between my legs. I smile and bite my lip as Skipper looks up at me.

“Holy shit, Sandy,” he says, but I raise my finger back up to his gorgeous lips.

“I’ve had enough of you talking, bad boy,” I command with my best sexy teacher voice. “How about you be silent and let me punish you for being so naughty.”

“Yes, Miss Finn.”

A moment ago, he was just in his underpants and now this sexy woman’s dominating him in his room.

I feel his warm body below me as I work my hands over his goddamn perfect abs. They’re rock solid. He shouldn’t be real. A shiver runs down my hands as my fingers brush his muscular pecs. I lean over and begin to kiss his open mouth again, thinking of his lovely jawline as I start to pull down his underpants. I feel his giant cock spring out against my leg. Oh, he’s already erect.

Well, I’m already wet.

“Time for your detention, naughty boy,” I moan as I position myself over his bulging erection and push him inside me. My wet pussy welcomes his cock eagerly, lapping him up.

Skipper groans as he enters me, but I hush him again, pushing my finger into his mouth. He sucks.

And I begin to ride him.

I rock my hips as Skipper thrusts into me.

I know what he likes, and he knows what I like. The moves he did to make me gasp and moan. I involuntarily run my hands through my hair and bite down hard on my lip as he does things to my body I can’t explain. Skipper works me hard. He knows how deep to go to bring me to orgasmic joy. His smile as he does so turns me on even more, his perfect confident smile as he playfully fucks me to oblivion. Heat pulsated through my body, getting stronger with every thrust of his engorged member into my soft wet pussy.

I’m pushed to the brink and I feel my legs stiffen around his. I come again and again in waves of pleasure.

“Fuck me,” I moan as I’m completely spent. I remove myself off his cock and scoop down, pulling his member into my warm mouth. He can’t hold on for long, as mere seconds later he comes between my lips. I accept his hot load greedily. Skipper groans and calls out my name as he comes.

I fall forward and wrap my arms around his muscular body.

We’re both completely spent, just like we’ve sucked each other dry of energy.

I snuggle into him and close my eyes as he hooks his thick arm around me.

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SANDY

Skipper’s hand gently grazes my shoulder as he curls into me from behind in the bed. I push back into him, my warm ass digging into his groin. My mouth hangs open and a rush of air passes through it as Skipper moves in closer to holds me tighter in this hot embrace. I am literally gasping for him like an eager animal. This position we’re cuddling in is perfect.

This is the place for me.

Skipper slants his head forward from behind and tenderly whispers into my ear. The silk bed sheets swoosh as he moves. His hot breath tickles my skin, tingling me all over. “How about I order some champagne?” he asks.

I moan softly in the affirmative and delicately push my body even further against his. My round ass fits snugly around his exposed cock.

Yes, champagne would be great right now.

I rub my ass against his member and feel it start to get hard.

From behind me, Skipper’s spare arm reaches to his bedside table for the hotel telephone. It clicks when he picks up the receiver.

“Hello, yes. I would like a bottle of your finest champagne, please. Two glasses.” He hangs up and his free arm now finds its way to my buttocks. He squeezes my ass cheeks with his muscular hand, and I yelp sensually in response. “You like that, kitten?”

“Mm,” I moan. “I do, big boy.”

He really knows how to turn me on, doesn’t he?

I am aching for him, for his cock. I want him to fill me up.