Page 19 of The Teacher and the Virgin

He pulled the t-shirt over his head and threw it across the room. Settling back between my parted thighs, his full erection teased my entrance, and I could see some pre-cum drip from the tip.

“Please, what?”

“Please fuck my virgin pussy.”

I’d gotten brazen in sharing what I wanted.

“How?”

“With your fingers. With your big, hard cock.”

He settled back on his heels and began to stroke himself. “With this?”

I bit my lip and nodded. When he arched a brow, I said, “Yes, sir.”

“It’s going to fill you right up, open you wide, go deep inside you, isn’t it?”

My inner walls clenched at his dirty words.

“You won’t be a virgin anymore. You’ll still be my good little girl, won’t you?”

I nodded, reached down and ran my fingers over my clit.

He tsked me and gripped my wrist, placing it up by my head and not letting it go.

“Such a needy, naughty girl. Do I need to spank your ass first before I fuck you good and hard? Fill you with my seed and mark you as mine?”

I arched my back. “No, sir.”

He released my wrist and sat back again. “Hook your hands behind your knees and pull them back. Good. Wider. Yes, like that. Now I can see your virgin pussy and well claimed ass. It’s all mine, isn’t it?”

“Yes, sir.”

Placing his hand by my head, he settled over me. I felt a finger at my entrance, circling, but not entering.

“Please,” I begged, gripping my legs nice and wide.

“We’re going to finish together, alright?” he said, his eyes staring at mine before they moved to look at how we were almost joined. His tip was caught around the lips of my pussy, and I was dying to have my hands on his ass and push him all the way in, but I stopped myself from doing that.

That would make me a bad girl, and Mr. Parker would punish me. While I loved it when he gave me that extra attention I craved, even when bad, it wasn’t what I wanted tonight.

He’d take me hard and fast, but I wanted this to be slow and intimate. I loved him. I didn’t want sex tonight. I wanted to make love.

“I’m going to start slow, Jane,” he then said, beginning to push inside. His words had tamed, his voice more soothing than scolding. “It’s going to hurt a little bit, so I’m going to ease you into it.”

I nodded my head and shut my eyes, as I felt him move deeper. Felt his broad head stretch me just as he’d promised.

“That’s right, baby. They’re we go, Jane. You can take me…all of me.”

“Yes,” I managed to groan, eyes still closed as I was trying to get used to his size. My pussy was wet, and I could feel his dick gliding smoothly inside me. Still, it felt tight as if my inner walls were being stretched to their limits. He looked at me and I held his gaze. All at once, he thrust deep, took my virginity with his big dick, just as he’d promised.

I groaned at the bite of pain, the way he filled me up.

“I can’t go any deeper, Jane,” he said. “You feel fucking amazing.”

He remained still, just for a bit, letting me adjust to him, just as he’d done when he’d taken my ass for the first time.

And then, he started to move, slow and steady. I laid still as he pushed in and out of me. I wanted to thrust my hips. His dick glided effortlessly inside my wet pussy, but it was justsotight; I felt a little bit strained. I couldn’t explain the pain. It slightly hurt yes, but it was the welcomed kind. It was the kind of pain that I didn’t want to go away, and I made my feelings known by releasing my hold on my legs and cupping and squeezing his ass as he continued to thrust.

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