Page 7 of My Tutor, My Stalker

“I am going to come…” I cry out, every tug and pull on my clit making me lose control.

“Not so fast, baby. I still haven’t tasted that sweet cunt.” Ronan opens his mouth and releases my swollen clit, dragging his tongue to my leaking hole. He circles it with his tongue, torturing me a little before he thrusts his thick, fat tongue inside my virgin hole.

“Oh my god…” My pussy has never been so stuffed before. No one has ever tasted this part of me, ever been inside me like he has. The walls of my pussy pulse around his thick tongue, enjoying the feeling of having something to grab onto.

“You’re soaking my tongue in your juices, baby girl,” he groans. “Your slutty little pussy is so eager, she’s grabbing me hard.”

My older tutor sucks and licks my pussy, slurping the juices that leak out of my hole. He fills me up with his tongue again and again, thrusting in and out of my helpless little cunt.

I struggle to breathe, the assault of his tongue on my cunt unbearable. Pleasure skyrockets inside me, pushing me to the edge. My whole body quivers as he thrusts in deeper, his tongue brushing my G-spot for a blessed moment. My cries fill the air. It feels so good to play with my tips while my sexy tutor’s mouth latches onto my pussy, sucking and slurping.

“Are you ready to come, baby?” Ronan grabs my hips and squeezes them, letting my hips move in rhythm to his artful fucking. His tongue delves in deeper, finding my sweet spot and licking it.

There’s no stopping the climax that gushes over me like a tidal wave. My pussy spasms around his tongue, pulsing with pleasure as I explode into a climax. White light rains down on me, taking me to heaven. I’ve made myself come before, but nothing has ever come close to his. My fingers grip Ronan’s scalp hard, pulling at his hair as he makes me surrender to the ultimate ecstasy. His mouth is greedy and relentless, not stopping even when I’m breaking into a million pieces.

My walls spasm around Ronan’s tongue, grabbing him while he fucks me harder with his mouth, tasting my pussy. His lips are sealed over my intimate lips, his tongue filling up my empty hole and curving to intensify my pleasure. The wet sounds he makes when he French kisses my cunt are so damn hot. He won’tlet me stop, won’t let me stop coming until I’m all spent and drained. My pussy purges juices, drenching his tongue in the proof of my pleasure.

It takes me a few minutes to come down from that exuberant high. My nipples are red and sore and swollen and I’m panting like a dog when my eyes finally flicker open. I gaze down my naked body at Ronan’s head buried between my thighs. He raises his head, his dark brown eyes gazing at me from between my rising and falling breasts. His lips are glistening with my juices. He licks it and I feel my pussy quiver when he swallows it all up, his big Adam’s Apple bobbing up and down. His hair is mussed, his eyes dark and bright, his collared shirt slightly ceased, and he looks good enough to eat.

Ronan emerges from between my legs, collapsing on the bed next to me. Immediately I settle into his arms and he hugs me, holding me close. He’s so affected by making me come. I notice his cock is still hard, but he doesn’t do anything about it. We breathe unevenly as his hands run all over my back, touching my scars.

“Feeling better?” he asks, planting a kiss on my hair. His muscular arm flexes around my waist, and my pussy flutters at his hotness. Though he’s fully clothed, he’s the hottest man I’ve ever seen.

“Better than I’ve ever felt.” I smile, my body buzzing from the orgasm he gave me. “I always felt alone when mom went into one of her moods. I’m glad I stayed with you today, though.” I raise my head, kissing Ronan’s jaw tentatively. He squeezes my ass in response. “I feel less lonely with you…” My fingers skim lower, touching his flat stomach through his shirt before finding his hard-on. I gently cup this bulge and massage it through his slacks. Ronan moans in response. “You need relief.”

My heart flutters because he’s put my pleasure first, ignoring his own. He must be aching for relief, but he made me come instead.

“I’ll deal with it later.” His hand covers mine as his eyes gaze into my baby blues. “Next time someone hurts you, you call me, understand? I’ll be here whenever you need me.”

His words are messing with my heart, making me want something permanent with him. As I lie naked in bed with my tutor, I don’t feel lonely or invisible anymore. I feel safe.

The sounds outside my room have died down. My mom has calmed down by my heart is beating at a million beats per second. The sound of staff moving outside my door wakes me up. Ronan lets me go and rolls off the bed, fishing for my clothes on the floor. I sit up in bed, his scent all over me. Ronan gathers my clothing and places it next to me.

“You’re so sexy when you’re naked, Elsie. I can’t believe I’m the only man who gets to see you like this.”

He gazes down at me and then, he leans over and kisses me. My words disappear as his cum-coated lips kiss me hard like they’re looking for absolution in me. I kiss him back, enjoying being spoiled by him like this. I can’t believe my sexy, uptight tutor actually ate me out after years of yearning. I close my eyes, losing myself in him and he touches my bare stomach, his finger fluttering over its flat surface. Then, he pulls away, his chest rising and falling.

“You’re so addictive, baby. I will remember the taste of your cum raining on my tongue all week. Hell, I want to drink from that pussy every day.” I blush, feeling reassured that he still desires me. “I don’t know how to stop wanting you.”

His eyes are lost, sincere and it makes my heart beat a little faster. “Then, don’t. I don’t ever want to stop wanting you.”

“It’s not that easy.” His lips brush my temple.

The sounds downstairs grow louder and I’m worried my mom is coming upstairs. I roll off the bed, gather my clothes, and put them on. Ronan hurriedly adjusts his collar and shirt, raking his hand through his hair to smooth it down. Then, he helps me with my skirt while I brush my hair. My swollen lips and the scent of sex lingering in the air give me away, but I don’t care. When we’re fully dressed, Ronan pulls me close, his hands on my hips. We linger like that, him gazing into my eyes and me wanting him to stay, for several moments. Being touched by him has opened the floodgates. I lean into his strong, sturdy body, letting him touch me and hold me. It takes a while for our breaths to calm down, and for our bodies to return to normal. Slowly, Ronan lets me go, moving to the table to gather his books and bag. He walks to the door, watching me all the way.

“Good night. I’ll see you next week.”

And then, he’s gone. The door opens and closes and I’m left alone in my room, my heart filled with big feelings I can’t wrap my head around.

CHAPTER 3

RONAN

With my head in my hands, I sit in front of my computer, watching Elsie’s empty bedroom. The cameras are working as usual, and next to the video, there’s a saved file on my desktop named ‘Elsie’. It’s the video of me eating her out on her bed. I’ve jacked off to that video several times since it was filmed. Every night, I dream of her, needing her by my side, needing Elsie’s soft body in my bed. It’s been almost a week since I ate her pussy in her bedroom, and I’ve been shaken ever since. My obsession with her has increased tenfold since she told me her parents are trying to get her married.

I breathe jaggedly at the empty room, remembering how I ate her pussy like a starved beast that night. I lost control. One moment I was licking than delicious pussy hoping to take away her pain, and the next, I was making her come on my tongue, lapping up every drop of moisture like it would be my last. The taste of that sweet pussy lingers on my tongue, making me want to take her body again. When she begged me to take her virginity, I wanted to do it. I wanted to sink my cock between those jiggling ass cheeks and stretch that pretty pink pussy. But, I walked home with a hard dick instead and jacked off in theshower. Elsie makes me lose control because I’m so obsessed with her. I never thought revenge would be so hard, but she’s making me rethink everything. When I mentioned breeding and her eyes glowed, I wanted to carry her over my shoulder like a caveman and fuck her until she got knocked up. I wanted to wife her up so bad, wanted to give her my last name and make her my little sex toy for life.

Opening another tab, I look at my bank account which shows me six figures in savings. Thanks to my mom’s support and my full scholarship, I’ve saved up a lot of money and even invested in some good stocks. I’ve been doing a bunch of part-time jobs too, investing that money in new businesses that are starting to pay off. But it’s nowhere near enough to keep Elsie in luxury for the rest of our lives. She’s a goddess who deserves only the best and despite my growing feelings, I wonder if I can give her that. Sure, I’ll get a job after I graduate in a few months, and that would help, but is it enough? I want to take care of her. She’s not safe in that house anymore and I want to drag her away from it, into my arms. But she doesn’t know that I’m a stalker. She’s not safe with me. I’m only using her to get revenge.

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