“You really are a bitch,” I growl out, knocking her hand away, and line up at her sopping wet, beautiful pussy, watching as my dick slowly sinks into her.
“Only your bitch,” she pants out, her mouth hanging open in the perfect O as she watches my cock slide halfway in and slides out again, glistening with her juices. I keep working her until I sink all the way in, sending a prayer to the man above that he sent me a woman to fit all nine inches of me.
“You feel so good.” I groan, pulling out slowly halfway before slamming back inside her with a quick snap of my hips.
“Less talking, more fucking, Daddy.” She gasps as I growl, grabbing the back of her thighs to spread her wider and fucking her until the only sound coming out of her delicious mouth are moans.
She fucking knows what calling me her Daddy does to me.
The sound of our skin slapping together fills the classroom, blocking out the sobbing behind me. I fuck her hard and fast, glancing down to watch my cock slide in and out of her wet pussy. She grabs my biceps as I pick up the pace, hitting deep inside that has her back aching and the desk screeching across the room from the rough pounding I’m giving her. She suddenly sits up straight, clasping her legs around my waist and rolling her hips to meet me stroke for stroke. Wanting to feel her breasts against my chest, I pick her up under her ass and turn us around, walking towards the whiteboard. Her back slams against it, the whole thing rattling as I continue to fuck her. She wraps her hands around the back of my neck and starts to bounce as I grab her hips to make her go faster. My groan is loud even to my own ears. It feels so damn good.
“Just like that, little bitch. Squeeze my cock with your fucking tight pussy.” I lean my forehead into her neck, releasing one hand from her ass to slide between our bodies until my thumb is circling her clit while the rest of my hand is squeezing her pussy.
“Dalton, I’m going to come! Fill me up with your cum!” she cries out, her eyes meeting mine as I lean back to watch her face twist into rapture.
It takes me a second to realize what she just said. I didn’t expect to fuck her walking into the classroom or her finally giving me the go-ahead to cum. I would have pleasured my girl even if my balls turned bluer and embraced the pain of a hard cock until she says I can cum.
“You sure?” I grunt out, watching her face as her eyes widen, her lips falling open as her pussy clenches my cock in a tight as fuck grip.
“Yesss. Yes. Oh God. Yes, Daddy!” She scratches at my back with her nails digging in deep as her body trembles from head to toe violently and her eyes roll to the back of her head.
Watching her come, feeling her squirting all over my cock, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen and felt on my cock. I can’t hold back anymore. My head arches back, exposing my neck as I groan just as the first burst of pent-up cum coats her insides, shot after shot. She leans forward, biting my Adam's apple and licking up my neck until she places moaning kisses on my lips when I glance back down at her. For the first time in my life, I think my knees are fucking weak after sex. She’s killed me.
“Fuck. You're incredible,” I pant out, trying to catch my breath as she nuzzles into my chest with a content sigh.
“I needed that. Needed you,” she says, placing a kiss on my chest before pulling away and looking back up at me. “I love you, Dalton.”
My heart was already racing but it picks up speed until it feels like I’m going to burst. Is that what love does? Makes it feel like you're dying but living for the first time in your life? Looking at her face, her brown eyes that have a small speck of green… I know it’s real. She’s it for me.
“I’d give up my bike for you, Tillie. That’s how much I love you.” I crack a smile when she smacks my chest, unwrapping her legs from mine as I let her down. “Seriously though, you're everything to me.”
“I know,” she says cheekily, giggling before stretching on her tiptoes to place a kiss on my cheek as I pretend to scowl at her.
I fix my jeans, buckling my belt as she smooths her skirt down and slips her underwear off with a grimace. My cock hardens again seeing her panties soaked with my cum and hers. I can’t fuck her again, the room is about to start filling up with students any minute. Maybe I can convince her into a janitor's closet? Her cum is still coating my cock and soaking into my skin from how hard she squirted. Even my boots and the floor where we were fucking is wet. My cock doesn’t care that it was just in a warm home in her juicy pussy, it wants back in.
Fuck. Down, boy.
I argue with my dick, knowing he can wait. I see a lot of fucking in my future with my little bitch. Tillie glances at her underwear with an arched brow as she smoothes her skirt back into place and looks slowly over at Mrs.Sullivan with a wicked gleam in her eyes. I almost forgot about her in the corner. Her face is red, mascara darkened under her eyes like a raccoon from all the sobbing she’s been doing. She’s so dramatic. It’s not like we killed her.
“Seems you live for another day. You don’t get to have him.” Tillie points over her shoulder at me as she goes to stand in front of Mrs.Sullivan. “You don’t get anyone. I’m going to make sure the world knows you're a pedo cunt.”
I watch in amusement, leaning against the whiteboard with my arms crossed as Tillie pries open Mrs.Sullivan’s mouth in a strong grip and shoves her cream-filled panties into the pedo’s mouth. I walk over and untie her from the pole, quickly securing her hands behind her back by tying them to the chair. Muffled words try to work around the gag as she watches Tillie turn towards her desk to open drawers until she hums in approval at whatever she was looking for. She blocks my view as she leans her face in front of Mrs.Sullivan’s with something in her hand. A few seconds go by before she leans away and nods her head in approval. The bell rings just as I see what she did.
Pedois written across Mrs.Sullivan’s forehead and on her chest in sharpie saysI like them young.
At the time, I never really thought about it. I just wanted to sink my dick into an available pussy to just forget about everything in life. I may have flirted with my teacher but she could have put a stop to it at any time. She didn’t.
“Feel better?” I ask Tillie, placing my arm over her shoulders and pushing students out of our way with my other hand as they start to fill up the classroom.
The first scream pierces my ears just as we pass through the door followed by gasps of shocked students. I don’t bother glancing back, I see a teacher running in our direction to see what’s happening. I bet students are already filming and everyone will know before the day is over what kind of person Mrs.Sullivan is.
“I feel really fucking good. And Hungry.” Tillie smirks, looking happy.
That’s my little bitch. Kicking ass and fucking me weak.
What a woman.
Dom
