Schoolgirl Part 3

I can feel her worshiping my cock with her mouth. She is using her tongue and lips to force me to feel as aroused as she does. I am already there though. My hands take in the softness of her hair and softness of her skin under her shirt. The way her lips and tongue are playing on my cock, and the vibrations she sends through my cock with every moan have me in an incredible state of ecstasy. I can’t believe how quickly she got me to this point. I am using my will power to hold off from cumming in her mouth.

I feel my precum rise in my cock, and I know she can taste it seeping onto her tongue. Maybe the taste was what set her off, but I feel her moan louder before she releases my cock from her mouth. She stands and pulls me up with her. She guides me the few steps to the love seat and pushes me back onto it.

She reaches under her skirt and removes her thong panties then climbs onto my lap to straddle me. The look in her eyes is pure lust and desire. She catches the edge of my jacket under her knee, looks down and quickly pulls it away.

My hands reach to her hips as I slide myself into position to make it easier for her. She places one hand on the back of my neck and reaches down between us with her other hand. I feel her cool fingers wrap around my cock. She guides me to the opening of her pussy and slides my cock back and forth across the lips getting the head of my cock nice and wet. She closes her eyes in pleasure as my cock rubs across her clit.

Seemingly impatient, she moves the head of my cock into place and lowers her weight onto my lap. My cock slides into her very hot, very tight pussy. It takes all of my control not to let go and cum in her just from the pleasure of feeling her slide down onto me. She puts her other hand on my neck and leans forward as she shudders with pleasure. My lips are beside her ear, the pigtail pushing against my cheek.

I reach behind her and pull her skirt up enough to let my hands grab her ass. She turns her head to kiss and lick my neck and ear intensely. I feel her body continue to shudder and she moans against me.

She starts moving on my lap, moving in little circles to make my cock move around inside her pussy, pushing against my lap and pulling away slightly as she begins fucking me. I hold her ass tight and move with her. I know I won’t last long against the sensations she is causing up and down the length of my cock.

I just want to last long enough for her though. I push and pull faster, trying to force her to cum before me, or to at least cum with me. When she stops kissing to try and catch her breath, I turn and kiss her neck and ear. I feel her fingertips digging into the back of my neck. I feel her body growing tense against me. Her moans are like a continuous hum coming from her throat.

Lily gasps and pushes her pussy down onto my lap hard. Her fingers squeeze into my neck as she cums on me. I can’t take anymore and I cum with her. When she feels my cock throbbing and shooting my cum inside her, she cums again, harder. We hold each other tight, using our entire bodies against each other and with each other as we cum together.

When our orgasm subsides, Lily lets her body collapse onto me. She lays against me just breathing, just enjoying the feel of me against her as much I am enjoying her body on mine. I hold her there. Embraced in warmth, and keeping my cock inside of her while I can.

She needed me to hold her, she needed to know that the man she was with cared about the sex she just shared with him.

In my mind, I do not doubt we will role play again. My eyes briefly look at the blank sheets of paper she had placed on the desk just minutes ago.  Surely she deserves a good grade for such quality work.

Schoolgirl Part 2

I sit at my desk, some papers scattered in front of me. Lily approaches timidly. She places some papers in front of me. Boldly interrupting whatever I was working on. My eyes look at the papers and her hand. I follow the line of her arm up to her eyes.

“This is late.” I say with a reprimanding voice. “I cannot give you full credit for work that is turned in late.”

“Can you make an exception? Please?” She pleads. “I can’t afford for my grade to drop. I could lose my scholarship, and my parents would be really upset. Please Mr. Thornton.”

I set my pen on the desk carefully and turn my chair to face Lily. “You know it wouldn’t be fair to the other students for me to accept your paper late and give you full credit Lily. They all worked hard to turn their work in on time.”

Lily kneels down in front of me. “Please Mr. Thornton. I’ll do anything. Anything at all, I can’t let my grade slip. Please.” She begs and pleads now looking up into my eyes.

I find myself distracted looking into her face, at the red sensuous lips, the dark eyes, and the blushing in her cheeks. I can see the playfulness in her eyes, though she holds the pleading expression on her face.

“What are you saying Lily?” I ask in a whisper as my breath tries to catch in my throat.

She looks down toward the floor. “I’m saying I’ll do anything to get full credit. I’ll do anything you want Mr. Thornton, anything at all.” She covers her face with both hands, as if to hide her tears or shame.

My heart reaches out to her. I lean forward and gently take her wrists. I gently pull them from her face. “Lily, don’t. This would be wro…”

She cuts off my words with her lips on my mine. She turned her head up to me and pushed her way to kiss my lips without warning. I couldn’t help but respond. I couldn’t stop myself from kissing her back in that moment. I am still holding her wrists, but she is in control of this moment. I feel and hear a soft moan hum in her throat.

She breaks from my lips, moving her kisses to my cheek, then to my neck. “Please Mr. Thornton.” She whispers so close to my ear. “Please let me do something. I promise I’ll never be late again.” 

I can barely hear her words over the blood pounding in my ears. My eyes fall closed as her lips and tongue touch me in incredibly desirable ways. I can’t help but respond. My cock grows to its full hardness inside my slacks. My fingers loosen their grip on her wrists. The way her hair and skin keep brushing against my face and neck sends shivers through my body.

Her hands fall to my thighs as her lips return to mine. Boldly she pushes her tongue between my lips. I taste her. For the first time, I really taste her. She is so sweet, so powerful, and I can taste her arousal so clearly. I know now that she wants me every bit as much as I want her. My hands move to her head of their own volition. My tongue pushes back into her mouth.

I feel her fingers slide up my thighs to grasp my achingly hard cock through my slacks. I feel another moan humming in her throat as her fingers wrap around my cock through my pants. I feel her breath faster against my cheek, and she pushes her tongue against mine. Playfully fighting my tongue to show me how much she wants me. I push back against her tongue because I want her so much as well.

I feel my pants unbutton and hear the zipper sliding down. Her fingers feel cool against the heat of my cock. The feeling is absolutely amazing. I feel my cock grow harder and twitch with the soft, gentle touch of her fingertips.

She breaks away from kissing me and pushes me back enough so that she can lean in and take my cock into her mouth. She simply opens her mouth and lets my cock slip between her lips. I can feel the vibration of her moaning as her tongue slips across the head of cock and down to the sensitive ridge. Her breathing become even more ragged and she tries to inhale and exhale great gulps of breath through her nose.

She takes just over half of my cock into her mouth, and then comes back up. She pauses a moment to suck air in through her mouth. Her fingers run up and down my cock as she presses it against her cheek and catches her breath. Before I hear any change in her breathing, her lips go back down on my cock.

To Be Continued in Schoolgirl Part 3

Schoolgirl Part 1

She wanted something more than just a quick fuck. She wanted to be with a man she could trust and open herself to. She wanted to be close and intimate.

I wanted her to cum for me. The only way for me to get what I want is to give her something I do not normally give.

I am not talking about honesty. I am honest. When I am with a woman for sex, she knows that I have sex with others. She knows I do not want a relationship or a commitment. She knows I will not ask her to do something she is not willing to do.

What I needed to give to Lily, was more of my emotions and more of my mind than I normally give. I prefer to meet a woman for the purpose of sex. To explore the heights of pleasure that two people can share.

I tell Lily what I want. She cannot tell me exactly what she wants. It is the emotion, the feelings of the moment that she wants. She does not have the words to explain that. She also knows that to explain it to me would mean that she would question whether or not I acted like she wanted me to, or whether I gave her what she really wanted.

I can see her desire in her dark eyes. I can see by the way she looks at me, and the glances she gave other men that she wants and needs sex to be something more than just a fuck. It has to be something more than a cock sliding into a pussy. It has to be an experience that she really gets to share with the man she is with.

She looks at me and sees a man she thinks is old enough to be her father. I look at her and see a young woman who has already heard the lines, the sweet talk that disappeared after she gave into sex. I see a woman who is losing her belief in sex.

We talk and I tell her about me. I tell her these stories I write. I tell her about my experiences, from women whose pleasure was to serve me, to a woman who honored me beyond my imagination. I tell her about some of the details of the experiences. I can sense that she feels intimidated by what I relate.

She appreciates the honesty, and it keeps her from walking away. She wonders if she could move a man like women in my past have moved me.

She tells me that she likes sex to be fun. She likes to play games, play make believe, dress up, and be something or someone different and have fun with sex. I see the playfulness in her eyes. I see the bright smile which lights up all of her face. I see the spark of curiosity.

The conversation span days as Lily opens up about the person she is. She shares her past, her thoughts, her experiences, and her likes and dislikes. I give her the same and tell her about me. I always make sure I am straightforward and honest with her. I will not just say anything to her to get her to have sex with me. If she is seduced, I will give her all of the pleasure I can manage to give her, if she isn’t, then she and I will both find other partners. I have no need to be dishonest with her.

Through the conversations a closeness develops. It does not reach to love, nor does it become romantic, but it is still there. It is still something undeniable.

Lily has heard my stories, and she has seen what I have written. She has seen enough to know that I am telling her the truth about what I can do, and how much I want to bring pleasure to my partner. She is ready. She feels some discomfort that I am so much older than she is. She tells herself to do it anyway, to let herself enjoy what it is like to be with a man who really does care about what she feels instead of being with one who seems only to want to take care of himself.

She dresses as a schoolgirl. Her hair is braided with two pigtails over each ear. She wears sexy lingerie under the white shirt and short plaid skirt. The white stockings come up to her knees, leaving her thighs bare. She asked me to dress the part for her too and wear slacks, a white button down shirt, gray sport jacket, and glasses. We’ll role play the instructor and the student. With the difference in age, this role playing is exactly what we need.

To be continued in Schoolgirl Part 2