Page 19 of Life Lessons

“Now, now, don’t be greedy, Little Bird. I will give you what you want when you answer the question properly. Are you wet just for me? You didn’t get wet when that little prick was grinding against you, did you?” he growls at the mention of the date I had already forgotten.

Is he jealous? He has no reason to be. I spent the whole night trying to get away from that asshole, and when Jett stepped in, I didn’t know how to thank him. I know, no matter how much I rebel, now is the time to let him know how I feel.

“It has always been you, asshole. I was having a shit night, forced into it by Trixie, but from the moment I saw you my heart felt alive. When you were dancing with that blonde bimbo I wanted to rip her fake-ass extensions out. So, no matter how much we fight it, I’m not going to deny how I feel. My pussy is wet, and it’s all for you. So, what are you going to do about it, Jett?” I ask, and he hisses a shallow breath at the use of his name. We have already done a lot we aren’t supposed to, and this is me pushing him over a line we shouldn’t cross. If we do, we can never go back.

His response is instant and his fingers touch me where I desperately crave them. His finger roughly circles my clit as the grip on my arm becomes bruising. Before he was moving at a slow pace, taking his time to torture me, but now it is like something has snapped and he cannot hold himself back.

As his finger circles my clit, my moans become louder and more high pitched and I feel my muscles start to coil. His expert fingers are taking me to the edge and I’m so consumed by the sensations that I don’t even realise his body, or his hand is holding me in position any more. I am doing it myself, but I don’t want to move, I don’t want to risk him stopping.

I feel my orgasm building, the sensations building in my body as my hips move against his finger, desperately seeking more. Before I can reach the peak and allow myself to fall apart, his fingers are removed and my whimpers echo loudly. I start to protest but am silenced when something hot and wet touches my clit. I soon realise that while I was distracted he knelt down behind me and began licking me in my most private area.

His hands grip both hips as he pulls me backwards, bending my back more so he has a better angle. My hands instinctively reach for the wall to hold myself upright. His tongue then begins a slow trail from my clit, over my aching entrance, right the way to my tight asshole. He circles my ass the same way he did my clit before making his way back again. A guttural groan is pulled from my lips as his hot wet tongue touches my virgin hole. The sensation is something completely new to me.

I have never wanted anyone to go near my ass, but as he continues his assault on both my ass and my clit, my breathy pants become more desperate, and I think I would let him do whatever he wants.

As his tongue flicks over my clit, I feel his finger push inside my wet, waiting pussy and he groans as he feels my walls clamp down on his finger. The vibration of his moan against my clit makes my hips tilt and his finger slips in completely. He begins working his finger in and out, making sure my pussy is dripping wet before he adds a second finger and groans again.

“Fuck, baby, Your pussy is so tight and wet. Do you like having my fingers in your wet and needy cunt,” he hisses and I know he can feel my pussy gripping his fingers with each thrust, desperate to feel them deep inside. His dirty words do things to my body and I can feel myself getting more turned on.

“Yes,” is all I manage to whisper between trying to catch my breath and my moans.

My body is soaring and I can feel the electricity humming through my nerves, winding my body up tightly. My orgasm grows closer as he curves his fingers causing them to hit my sweet spot deep inside. Alongside the sensation of his tongue on my clit, I know it’s not going to be long.

“Are you going to come, Little Bird?” he asks, but I push my hips back ensuring his tongue makes contact again with my clit. His licks like I demand with my body but his fingers are still inside me. “Answer me, or I will stop. Beg me and I will give you what you want.”

His fingers begin to slowly pull out of my pussy before pushing their way back into my waiting hole, sending shivers throughout my body. He blows air against my clit, the sensation of the cold against my hot bundle of nerves causes a yelp to escape and I know he isn’t going to give me what I need unless I listen to him. Bastard wants me to submit to him, and I can’t deny that I want to.

“P-please…please, can I come?” I whisper.

His fingers start moving a little quicker but nowhere near the speed I need them to be. The lazy circle of his tongue around my clit is maddening, there isn’t enough pressure to give me what I need. I try moving my hips again but his spare hand is holding me in position.

“I can’t hear you,” he hums against my skin.

“Fuck…please fuck me. Please, Jett. I need you…I need all of you. I want your fingers, your tongue, and your cock. I want you to own me, to use all my holes and do whatever you want with me. But please, please let me come. I will be your good girl. I need to come, please,” I shout desperately.

With each word I say, I feel myself truly giving myself over to him. I want this, and I want him. It’s been a long time since I have trusted anyone, but this comes easily. I trust Jett. I hope if I put myself in his hands, he won’t hurt me. Giving over the final piece of myself, I let my teacher consume me and fuck, he doesn’t disappoint.

His fingers piston in and out of my soaking wet pussy, while his tongue laps away at my sensitive clit and it’s not long until I’m screaming and coming all over his fingers. He holds me while I come down from the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced, and as his fingers leave my pussy, I whimper at the loss. His tongue licks across my entrance, devouring the juices from my orgasm. When his tongue leaves my body I am panting, my pussy throbbing, yet still desperate for more.

Suddenly, I feel myself being spun around and my back pressed against the door again. The edges of my vision blur slightly, a combination of the earth shattering orgasm, and the fast spinning motion, I try to focus. Jett’s face is directly in front of me and he looks like an avenging angel. His face looks fierce, but his pupils are so wide with desire that it makes his eyes look black. He is looking at me with such reverence that I suddenly feel more naked and very shy. I try to tip my eyes down, to avoid his gaze, but his hand forces my head to tilt.

“Fuck that was hot. But remember, Little Bird, there’s no going back now. You are mine, and I intend to take full advantage.”

Before I can even ask him what that means, he presses his lips against mine, kissing me firmly. I feel his tongue enter my mouth and the heady sensation of tasting myself on his tongue is incredible. His hands grope down my back and around my ass, before settling on my upper thighs. It doesn’t even occur to me that he may feel my scars. I am so caught up in the moment.

Without breaking his devouring kiss, he uses his hands to lift me up and my legs instinctively go around his hips, clasping tightly behind his back. At this angle, my pussy is spread wide and I feel the tip of his cock at my entrance. I lightly tilt my pelvis so that his cock strokes down the length of my slit and the resulting groan is intoxicating. His tip strokes at my waiting hole and no matter how much I try to lower myself onto it, he doesn’t let me.

“I’m going to fuck you hard and fast against this wall. It will be over quickly because fuck you are just too irresistible and I know your tight cunt is going to devour me. But, I promise to make the next time last. Okay?” he says sensually against my ear.

I barely have a chance to nod my confirmation before he is impaling me on the length of his hard cock. His dick pushes all the way into my wet pussy until I have taken it right to the hilt, his balls resting against my ass. Jett stays like that for a minute, taking slow deep breaths. I’m not sure if it’s to let me get used to accommodating such a big dick, or whether he is trying not to blow his load on the first thrust. When I’m ready for him to move again I use my vaginal wall muscles to squeeze his cock and he groans loudly.

Listening to my cue to start moving, he begins pistoning his large cock in and out of my sopping wet pussy. The room fills with the sounds of our bodies coming together. The sound of skin on skin, the rushed breaths we both steal in between our moans and whimpers. My body feels like it is on fire, heating up all over as it begs for more. Every time his cock hits that deep spot inside, it’s like it pushes me closer and closer to the edge.

I feel when Jett gets close, as he starts to lose control. His previously rhythmic thrusts become more frantic, pounding into me with a furious speed. My back pushing impossibly closer to the door as Jett tries to consume me even more. His lips suck and lick down my throat, nibbles on my sensitive neck only add to the heightening sensations. I struggle to catch my breath and my moans become almost screams.

“Fuck, please…Jett. Please, I’m going to come. Can I come? Please, can I come?” I don’t know why I’m begging him, but I just know that I don’t want him to stop. I want him to keep going, to push me over that edge I’m craving so badly.

His resulting groan is intoxicating and he bites down on my neck causing me to scream loudly. I know his bite and his sucks are hard enough to leave a mark, but I don’t care. I want him to mark me, I want to wear his mark on my skin as a sign he owns my body. To show that he is the only one capable of making me feel this way.

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