Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: 1st story! please be nice|
“Ouch!” I had just been knocked to the ground. Someone bumped into me, making me spill my hot coffee on myself. Nothing is more awkward then falling on the sidewalk and my shirt wet with coffee.
“I-I’m so sorry!” The man who knocked into to me stammered.
“It’s ok, really,” I said as I looked up and noticed a familiar face. “Tom?”
“That’s me hahaha but have we meet before?”
“Oh sorry, it’s me, Katy,” I said pointing to myself. “I think you were my history tutor when I was a junior in high school.”
“Huh? Oh wow! Small world. Nice meeting you here. And look how much you’ve grown,” he said, smiling down at me and offering his hand. I took it and he pulled up on my feet.
“Thank you.” I brushed myself off and accessed the damage. As I thought, my shirt was ruined.
“Again I’m really sorry,” Tom said.
“I said it was fine,” as I laughed. “I just wish I had a change of clothes or a place to clean up.”
“Well,” he started. “I don’t live to far from here. About 5 minutes. You could have a shower and as an apology I can make you some dinner. If you want, that is.”
“That sounds great! Thank you.”
“Then, this way. My car is just parked over here.”
We got into his car and began driving to his place. I finally got a chance to look at him. This man was around 30 when he tutored me in high school, so since I just graduated college, that would make him around 35. He was still the same kind, shy guy he was before. Still had short, curly, black hair. Still had a great smile and nice eyes… And still made my pussy soaking wet.
“We’re here.” I got out of his car and followed him up to his apartment.
“The bathroom is over here. There should already be a towel and soap, etc. Take your time,” Tom said.
“Thank you very much!” I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I turned on the water and stripped out of my clothes. I stepped into the shower and let my body be hit by the hot spray. My long, wavy, blond hair cascaded down my curvy body. As I washed myself, I thought back to the day of when Tom had tutored me. I remembered how I used to masturbate to thought of him before and after our tutoring session. At some points, it had gotten so bad that I began playing with myself under the table during our sessions, with him right next to me. I felt so dirty doing that, but I just couldn’t stop myself. I wanted him to throw me down and force his dick into my eager pussy, oh God I wanted him sooooo bad!
Thinking back on this made me extremely horny. I began massaging my well endowed breasts (size D cup) and teasing my nipples. One of my hands eventually found its way down my body and to my clitoris. I began rubbing the small knob, as I kneeled down on my hands and knees on the shower floor. While my right hand continued touching my clit, my left hand moved between my pussy lips and slowly pushed inside my body. I moved my fingers in and out of my body, increasing the pace, all the while thinking back to my naughty teenage fantasies of Tom fucking me on my dining room table covered with history notes. Bringing myself to completion, I came hard.
Panting, I turned the shower off and dried my body. I realized just how desperate I was back then for Tom. I remembered how flirty I was and how slutty I dressed, even going as far as to lean forward over the table and pull my shirt down so that he had a great view of my cleavage. I would sit cross- legged or with my legs spread wide and hanging over the arms of the chair. I must have looked like such a whore. At one of our last tutoring sessions, I walked him outside showing him our property. We have a lot of land behind us, with lots of trees. As we walked, I was secretly hoping that he would push me up against one of the trees and fuck me thoroughly. But alas, it never happened.
I never thought that I would see him again, let alone be taking a shower at his place. That’s when I remember my coffee soaked clothes. Both my shirt and bra were wet, and some even managed to spill on my pants. I realized that I couldn’t put this back on. I walked to the door and opened it a crack, and stuck my head out.
“Tom?” I called.
“Yes?” he said as he came out into the hallway.
“Would you mind… if I borrowed a shirt?”
“Oh! Yeah. I forgot about a change of clothes for you. Of course you would want to put a coffee covered shirt back on, hehehe. Wait just a sec and I will bring a fresh shirt.”
He walked away, to what I assumed was his room, and I closed the door. A minute later, there was a knock and I opened the door a little. Tom handed me the shirt and I thanked him.
I pulled on my black, lace thong and pulled the shirt over my head- no bra, no pants. I was secretly glad that the shirt was thin and white. It would mean that Tom would be able to see my thong, and that my wet hair would soak the front of the shirt, causing the fabric to become almost clear. He would be able to see my erect nipples through the cool, damp fabric. God, I felt like such a whore.
I exited the bathroom and walked into the kitchen. Tom had his back turned, facing the sink, as he was straining the pasta and the table was set for two. I blushed, feeling like we were on a date.
“You can take a seat if you want,” he said finally turning to me. He showed no signs of being affected by my dress. I was quite displeased.
All throughout out dinner, his eyes never wandered. Tom always looked into my eyes, nowhere else. This pissed me off even more. Did he not like me? Was I not good enough? Did I not arouse him?
Finally, I got serious. I offered to pour him a glass of wine. Before he could answer, I stood and headed toward the wine, swaying my hips sensually. I took the bottle, hugging it between my breasts, and walked over to him. Leaning over I began pouring him a glass. My original plan was to get him drunk, but I didn’t want him to forget this. I let my hand slip, causing me to spill the alcohol over his crotch.
“I’m so sorry!” I said grabbing a napkin. I bent down and began rubbing the cloth on his pants.
“No it’s ok, but please… argh!” I looked up at his reddening face; his hand covered his mouth, as he looked a way. I was confused up till I felt something pushing against my hand. I looked down and smiled at the bulge in his pants. I had succeeded in getting it up!
My hand continued rubbing against his clothed erection, having discarded the napkin. I could feel him getting harder. Oh how I wanted his cock! I felt myself getting wet and brought my hand to my pussy, touching myself though my thong.
“Wha- what are…ah… you doing?” Tom asked. “Sto-AH… eh…”
“Not gonna happen.” I undid his belt and zipper. I pulled his penis out of his boxers and oooooohhhh he did not disappoint! His cock was at least 8 inches and very thick. Seeing it only made me hotter.
“What are- ARG!” I lowered my head to the tip of his dick and licked it. I opened my mouth wider and began deep throating him. I licked the huge vein on the underside of his cock and massaged his balls. I looked up at his face, contorted in pleasure, as he moaned.
“Katy… I’m gunna cum… shit stop I’m gunna… UUURGGHH!!” He shouted as he released his delicious seed down my throat. His tasted so good. I wanted more.
“Fuck me.” I looked at him with determined eyes. He was panting from his ejaculation. I moved my hand up and down his dick in hopes of getting him hard again. He didn’t fail.
After bringing his penis to full height again, I pulled off his shirt and tugged down my thong. I leaned over the table sticking my ass out toward him. As I finger- fucked my cunt, I told him again, “FUCK ME!”
Whatever reservations he had before must have been thrown away, as he pulled my fingers from my dripping pussy and shoved his cock all the way inside of my vagina.
“AHHHHHHHH!!! Yes Tom! Fuck me with your huge cock!”
“Ha! Seems you really like my dick, don’t you, you slut?”
“Yes… Yes… my pussy’s on fire… feels so goooood!”
“God Katy, you’re so tight and hot… I feel like I’m gonna cum again.”
Tom fucked me so hard and deep I felt like my uterus was going to be torn to shreds. As I had said before, Tom always seemed so kind and gentle, not to mention shy. So I was greatly surprised when he fucked me doggy-style so roughly, it felt so amazing. I didn’t want it to end.
One of his hands pinched my clitoris, while the other tugged at my tits. I have no idea how long he fucked me for, nor did I care. I never wanted him to stop his harsh thrusts.
“Yes Tom… give to me! I’m such a slutty whore. I want you to shove your thick meat deeper inside my bitch cunt!”
“Fuck yes… Take my dick all the way… Ah shit, I’m… gonna cum!”
“Yes! Inside… cum inside of me! As hard as you can! Fill my pussy with your thick, hot semen… all the way into my womb!”
“God yes! I’m coming!” Tom shouted.
“Me too, me too! NGHHHHHHH!!!”
Tom pushed his penis as far up into my vagina and released his hot cum. He let out so much inside, spurt after spurt, it seem like his cock would never empty. It felt so amazing being sooooo full. When he finished, I moaned in loss as he pulled his cock out of me and sat back in the chair. I was still panting hard, hanging over the table, when he spoke.
“That was… my first time…”
I turned to smile at him and said, “Mine too.”
“Wait… WHAT?!?! I can’t believe it just fucked my student! Let alone took her virginity! Shit, what am I gonna do… what if you get pregnant…”
“You’re wrong! First of all, I’m not your student anymore. And second, I’m on birth control. And third, I’m 25! I can make my own decisions concerning sex and I decided that I wanted you to take my virginity. In fact… I’VE WANTED YOU TO FUCK ME SINCE THE FIRST DAY WE MET!!!!” It was then that I realized what I said, and I felt my face heat up knowing that it had turned and impossible shade of red.
Tom pulled me into a tight hug and said, “I’m sorry. I noticed back then… you’re- ahem- attempts to look at you that way. But you were my student, so I had to hold back. I’m happy that you gave me you virginity. You felt… amazing.”
“Tom,” I smiled, my voice airy and filled with lust. I bent over the table again; legs spread, and pulled my pussy lips apart with my fingers. Cum dripped from my vagina and onto the floor. “Fuck me.”
I spent the whole weekend in his apartment. We fucked non-stop, ignoring phone calls and the doorbell. He fucked my in every room, on every piece of furniture, and in every position possible. And he continued to fill me until my pussy was overflowing with his wonderful cum.
Right now, I’m sitting in our bedroom, on our bed, waiting for him to get home and fuck me again. :D
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