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Flattery will get you everywhwere (Drum X Charmed)
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James' breath caught in his throat just a little when she first touched him and felt his shaft jerk in response. She seemed surprised when it happened, which made the question in the back of his mind pick at him a little more. He didn't have much time to dwell on it though, because when she started to explore his body, cupping his scrotum and then holding and stroking his shaft, it sent electric shocks up and down his spine. Then, to his surprise, she actually nuzzled his manhood with her cheek. He couldn't hide the need to breathe heavily through his mouth this time as she started to warm him up. He blinked to make himself focus on his driving. Careful, James, this would be a very bad time to have a wreck
Then she looked up at him and spoke...
The words seemed to swirl lustily around in his brain. It absolutely floored him. He didn't really answer. He just looked down at her and swallowed hard. She had managed to surprise him, in spite of himself, and he was sure it showed on his face. He realized, through the lusty haze, that it was such a genuine, interested, admiring compliment, and that that was probably why it affected him so forcefully. He'd have lovers compliment his sex before, but it was always the sort of standard comment that women make for the sole purpose of getting a man excited: 'You're so big, baby.' 'I love it when you get hard.'
Sam, on the other hand, seemed to be really enamored with everything about him and his body.
He forced himself to look back up before he started drooling on her. Of course, then she started to lick him, and instead of being disgusted by what he was increasingly starting to believe was her first taste of precum, she moaned her approval. His legs tensed as she teased him. Just as he was about to calm himself back into his seat, she started to take him into her absolutely heavenly mouth. Damn it, he thought to himself, How the hell is she wrapping me around her finger like this if she is as inexperienced as she hints at being? Then he reminded himself that the male anatomy wasn't all that complicated to please.
He gripped the steering wheel hard and put one hand on the back of her head. He was deeply enjoying what she was doing, and part of him very much didn't want to scare her. Another part though, told him that she was the one who thought she could handle anything a man could dish out and started to argue that he should take her at her word and go right at her. He fought for a few moments with himself and finally just lost it. If he let her keep going like this he was going to be at her mercy, whether she realized it or not. His hand on the back of her head took a very firm grip and he started to thrust his hips slowly forward, filling her mouth with his cock. He kept pressing until he felt the head start to touch the back of her mouth and the opening of her throat and then held her there, glancing down to see if she started to gag and back off.
Then she looked up at him and spoke...
" You feel so soft..like the softest velvet wrapped around solid steel"
The words seemed to swirl lustily around in his brain. It absolutely floored him. He didn't really answer. He just looked down at her and swallowed hard. She had managed to surprise him, in spite of himself, and he was sure it showed on his face. He realized, through the lusty haze, that it was such a genuine, interested, admiring compliment, and that that was probably why it affected him so forcefully. He'd have lovers compliment his sex before, but it was always the sort of standard comment that women make for the sole purpose of getting a man excited: 'You're so big, baby.' 'I love it when you get hard.'
Sam, on the other hand, seemed to be really enamored with everything about him and his body.
He forced himself to look back up before he started drooling on her. Of course, then she started to lick him, and instead of being disgusted by what he was increasingly starting to believe was her first taste of precum, she moaned her approval. His legs tensed as she teased him. Just as he was about to calm himself back into his seat, she started to take him into her absolutely heavenly mouth. Damn it, he thought to himself, How the hell is she wrapping me around her finger like this if she is as inexperienced as she hints at being? Then he reminded himself that the male anatomy wasn't all that complicated to please.
He gripped the steering wheel hard and put one hand on the back of her head. He was deeply enjoying what she was doing, and part of him very much didn't want to scare her. Another part though, told him that she was the one who thought she could handle anything a man could dish out and started to argue that he should take her at her word and go right at her. He fought for a few moments with himself and finally just lost it. If he let her keep going like this he was going to be at her mercy, whether she realized it or not. His hand on the back of her head took a very firm grip and he started to thrust his hips slowly forward, filling her mouth with his cock. He kept pressing until he felt the head start to touch the back of her mouth and the opening of her throat and then held her there, glancing down to see if she started to gag and back off.
So far, so good! she thought to herself as she sensed his increasing pleasure. Sam could feel the muscles in his thighs bunch up and then release as well as the muscles in his stomach tense with each downward glide of her mouth. The small ribbon of arousal that had unfurled inside of her before she started now wound intricately through all her erogenous zones until she nearly felt high with it's effects.
With her eyes closed, she focused on the coordination of her hand and mouth working together in unison when he suddenly increased the pressure of his hand on her head. It was not a gentle grip which he used to force the length of his huge cock until it nudged the back of her throat and she was suddenly fighting against the pressure of his hold as her gag reflex kicked in almost violently. Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to break free of his grip and rise up off of him. She was relieved that he relesed her almost immediately as she coughed and tried to regain her composure. What had just happened? She thought she had been doing everything right...
With a myriad of thoughts racing through her mind, she turned towards him yet managed to avoid making eye contact. Her stormy blue gaze filled with such passion and confusion, instead zeroed in on his rock hard erection that glistened with her saliva. " Uuum, sorry...about that.." she said and hoped that the the cars darkened interior would hide the blush that stained her cheeks.
With her eyes closed, she focused on the coordination of her hand and mouth working together in unison when he suddenly increased the pressure of his hand on her head. It was not a gentle grip which he used to force the length of his huge cock until it nudged the back of her throat and she was suddenly fighting against the pressure of his hold as her gag reflex kicked in almost violently. Tears filled her eyes as she struggled to break free of his grip and rise up off of him. She was relieved that he relesed her almost immediately as she coughed and tried to regain her composure. What had just happened? She thought she had been doing everything right...
With a myriad of thoughts racing through her mind, she turned towards him yet managed to avoid making eye contact. Her stormy blue gaze filled with such passion and confusion, instead zeroed in on his rock hard erection that glistened with her saliva. " Uuum, sorry...about that.." she said and hoped that the the cars darkened interior would hide the blush that stained her cheeks.
He let out a small sigh of relief when she coughed and sputtered, letting go of her head immediately to let her catch her breath; he needed a moment to catch his as well. His head was starting to swim with arousal from her ministrations, and he had been sure that his body was going to get pushed towards a climax which he was planning to save.
He noticed her start to turn her gaze up to him, and quickly composed his features into something more like an 'I told you so' than the hormone drowned teenage boy she had started to make him feel like. He was surprised that she managed to break it off before questioning him with her eyes. She was obviously pretty intent on being more of a woman than a girl to him; he had to admit to himself that it impressed him.
He swallowed quietly then answered in as 'teacher-like' of a tone as he could muster, "You alright, Sam? Do you need to stop and move back to your seat?" It was a little bit of a challenge this time, rather than a lecture.
He noticed her start to turn her gaze up to him, and quickly composed his features into something more like an 'I told you so' than the hormone drowned teenage boy she had started to make him feel like. He was surprised that she managed to break it off before questioning him with her eyes. She was obviously pretty intent on being more of a woman than a girl to him; he had to admit to himself that it impressed him.
" Uuum, sorry...about that.."
He swallowed quietly then answered in as 'teacher-like' of a tone as he could muster, "You alright, Sam? Do you need to stop and move back to your seat?" It was a little bit of a challenge this time, rather than a lecture.
"You alright, Sam? Do you need to stop and move back to your seat?"
Sam quickly replaced the insecure look she knew must be written all over her face with one of haughty determination. Yet just as she opened her mouth to tell him of course not, a sideways glance out the front windshield alerted her that they'd arrived at his home. She knew where he lived, of course, as any self respecting
Relieved by the temporary reprieve, she smoothly changed the subject as he pulled into his driveway. " Oh, so this is where you live?"
He pulled up into the drive at the largish two-story house and killed the engine.
"Ah, yes, do you like?" James asked her, taking advantage of the change in subject and zipping his pants up smoothly. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or annoyed that the current game was over for the moment. He was struggling for control of himself, for sure, but his body was very loudly proclaiming it's heated desire for continued stimulation and release. He opened his door and took in a deep breath where she couldn't hear. He walked slowly around the car, willing the hot flush in his cheeks away.
When he opened her door to let her out, though, the heat and hunger were both back in force. The view that Sam's blouse afforded as she sat in the car was not a calming influence.
" Oh, so this is where you live?"
"Ah, yes, do you like?" James asked her, taking advantage of the change in subject and zipping his pants up smoothly. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or annoyed that the current game was over for the moment. He was struggling for control of himself, for sure, but his body was very loudly proclaiming it's heated desire for continued stimulation and release. He opened his door and took in a deep breath where she couldn't hear. He walked slowly around the car, willing the hot flush in his cheeks away.
When he opened her door to let her out, though, the heat and hunger were both back in force. The view that Sam's blouse afforded as she sat in the car was not a calming influence.
"Ah, yes, do you like?"
Now, Sam typically abhored playing "the dumb blond", for any reason and felt it totally beneath her charm, wit and intelligence to do so; however, she was well aware of when and how it could benefit her and the situation at hand and that this was one of those times.
" It's lovely! " she said as she looked around the dark street with feigned interest. She hid the grin from her face as he exited the car and like a true gentleman walked around to her side. It gave her just enough time to lower the silky mesh top a bit lower over her shoulder, exposing just a little more tantalizing cleavage.
When he opened her door, she looked up at him coquettishly as she leaned forward to accept his hand and slowly rose from the car until she stood before him. They stood so close that he could probably feel the warmth of her breath against his chest. Her blue eyes traveled up to meet his gaze as she said , " Are we going to go inside?"
His blue eyes were swirling with molten liquid fire as he met her gaze, pulling his eyes up from her neckline. She was standing dangerously close to him. Her breath fell on his neck and he started to lean forward, about to kiss her and let his hunger roll through his lips into her, but stopped himself. She was much better at this game than she seemed to realize. He was incredibly tempted by her. He had every intention of satisfying the desires she was stirring up in him, but it was taking quite a bit of control to keep himself from just groping her and tearing her clothes off.
His eyes narrowed at the flirtatious look she gave him. He had half a mind to answer her with something along the lines of 'why don't we just do it right here?', but, then again, he thought that might not even phase her. He let his face break into a small smile and took a step back from her.
"Yes, why don't we, you naughty little thing," he said with a silky smooth tone. He held out his arm, offering it to her and turning in the direction of the front door.
" Are we going to go inside?"
His eyes narrowed at the flirtatious look she gave him. He had half a mind to answer her with something along the lines of 'why don't we just do it right here?', but, then again, he thought that might not even phase her. He let his face break into a small smile and took a step back from her.
"Yes, why don't we, you naughty little thing," he said with a silky smooth tone. He held out his arm, offering it to her and turning in the direction of the front door.
he said and offered her his arm, which she eagerly accepted. A sharp almost electrified thrill raced down her spine in anticipation. OMG! I can't believe this is finally happening! she thought to herself as she waited for him to unlock the front door.]"Yes, why don't we, you naughty little thing,"
The butterflies were back in her stomach as she then followed him into the dark interior of his home, her arm still firmly gripping his. While inexperience kept her quiet at the moment, her natural curiousity in addition to her raging libido ensured that wouldn't last long.......
He could feel the excitement in her fingertips as she grabbed on tight to his arm, and it made the smoldering desires he could feel start to become an acute ache. He knew where this evening was headed, and anticipating having her was driving him wild. As James opened the door for her, he took a deep breath, willing himself to take this slow, and then it struck him. For months now she had been the one teasing him and exciting him and he had been doing all of the deflecting. Even just now, outside, she had been the aggressor, trying to arouse him, and he had deflected her with an invitation into the house. At school, he was the one that had something to lose, but this was different. She was inside the door, in his house, on his turf, and it was time to tease back.
He closed the door without a word. The lock sliding closed sounded especially loud in the dim entry hall. He dropped his keys and wallet on the table near the door, and, without turning on the lights, stepped in front of her and leaned in on her until she was gently pinned against the nearby wall. He pressed his body along hers and inclined his head down to hers, his lips centimeters from hers and his breath falling hot on her face. He let his hand trail up the side of her body, slowly, until it slid slowly over her shoulder and to the back of her head. He pulled her to him and pressed his lips to hers. He let his hunger pour passionately and lustily from his lips, parting them in an open invitation. His hand stroked the back of her head and his chest pressed against her, his whole body and mind focused on trying to make her melt into the floor.
He closed the door without a word. The lock sliding closed sounded especially loud in the dim entry hall. He dropped his keys and wallet on the table near the door, and, without turning on the lights, stepped in front of her and leaned in on her until she was gently pinned against the nearby wall. He pressed his body along hers and inclined his head down to hers, his lips centimeters from hers and his breath falling hot on her face. He let his hand trail up the side of her body, slowly, until it slid slowly over her shoulder and to the back of her head. He pulled her to him and pressed his lips to hers. He let his hunger pour passionately and lustily from his lips, parting them in an open invitation. His hand stroked the back of her head and his chest pressed against her, his whole body and mind focused on trying to make her melt into the floor.
The slightest whimper of pleasure and need escaped from her throat as he so smoothly positioned his big, hard body flush with hers against the wall. By the look in his eyes as he hovered so intimately close, his lucious lips a mere breath away from her own, she sensed the shift in the dynamics between them. She wasn't sure, exactly, what that meant or how to feel about it but it's significance lost it's meaning when his lips came down over hers.
Her eyes had become adjusted to the dim lighting by now and she kept them open and locked directly with his as their tongues met and danced in a fiery tango of passion and desire. Her first instinct was to close her eyes as he kissed her but she found that she didn't want to hide any part of herself or her reaction to him. It made the moment she'd longed for for so long so much more intimate.
Every stroke of his hand on her body sent bolts of pure lust straight to her core and she returned it just as good as she got it. Her lithe body undulated against him , her breasts suddenly ached with the need to be freed from any barrier seperating their bodies. " Oh God..I'm...I'm burning up for you...!" she whispered as she reluctantly broke free from his lips and with trembling hands began to unbutton the small buttons on his shirt. " I... I need to feel you..your skin against mine..."
Her eyes had become adjusted to the dim lighting by now and she kept them open and locked directly with his as their tongues met and danced in a fiery tango of passion and desire. Her first instinct was to close her eyes as he kissed her but she found that she didn't want to hide any part of herself or her reaction to him. It made the moment she'd longed for for so long so much more intimate.
Every stroke of his hand on her body sent bolts of pure lust straight to her core and she returned it just as good as she got it. Her lithe body undulated against him , her breasts suddenly ached with the need to be freed from any barrier seperating their bodies. " Oh God..I'm...I'm burning up for you...!" she whispered as she reluctantly broke free from his lips and with trembling hands began to unbutton the small buttons on his shirt. " I... I need to feel you..your skin against mine..."
Her reaction was even more than what he'd hoped for. She absolutely came alive when he kissed her. To his surprise, he found her eyes gazing back at his as she kissed him, and even more surprising was the level of desire he saw there. It made his heart pound in his ears, and the hard spot in his pants absolutely throb as he pressed it against her. His head was swimming again and he could feel his desires overcoming him, starting to push aside discipline and experienced inhibitions. He was already starting to forget that he was intending to tease her. But suddenly she was breaking their kiss, withdrawing her tongue from his.
He blinked hard, in a few moments her nervous and excited fingers were going to have his shirt off of him. Not yet, he thought to himself, remembering the question still lingering in his mind. He marshaled his willpower and reached up to gently grab hold of her wrists, pulling them away from his buttons but leaving the ones she'd already worked undone. "Patience, Sam... calm down," he said in a soothing, silky voice she'd never heard him use, "I'm just as excited as you are, but I want to talk some first."
He gently held onto one of her wrists and pulled her further into the house, turning on a few dim lights in a very masculine living room. There were a couple of plush leather couches and matching recliners accented with tasteful wooden end tables and a large coffee table that held a few modern looking sculptures, but the huge plasma television on the wall left no doubt that this was a bachelor's house. "Have a seat and kick your shoes off," he offered and with a tone that was more suggestive than lecturing added, "Can I get you anything to drink, as we consider you old enough at this particular establishment?"
" Oh God..I'm...I'm burning up for you...!" she whispered as she reluctantly broke free from his lips and with trembling hands began to unbutton the small buttons on his shirt. " I... I need to feel you..your skin against mine..."
He blinked hard, in a few moments her nervous and excited fingers were going to have his shirt off of him. Not yet, he thought to himself, remembering the question still lingering in his mind. He marshaled his willpower and reached up to gently grab hold of her wrists, pulling them away from his buttons but leaving the ones she'd already worked undone. "Patience, Sam... calm down," he said in a soothing, silky voice she'd never heard him use, "I'm just as excited as you are, but I want to talk some first."
He gently held onto one of her wrists and pulled her further into the house, turning on a few dim lights in a very masculine living room. There were a couple of plush leather couches and matching recliners accented with tasteful wooden end tables and a large coffee table that held a few modern looking sculptures, but the huge plasma television on the wall left no doubt that this was a bachelor's house. "Have a seat and kick your shoes off," he offered and with a tone that was more suggestive than lecturing added, "Can I get you anything to drink, as we consider you old enough at this particular establishment?"
"Patience, Sam... calm down, I'm just as excited as you are, but I want to talk some first."
Unable to talk quite yet she simply nodded her head as she worried her lower lip between her teeth. She felt foolish and embarrased for her eagerness but tried her best to hide it as he led her further into the house.
She wasn't surprised at his decor, it was what she would have expected from her single, bachelor teacher. Although, she couldn't help fantasizing about a few minor changes she'd implement if she were to live here with him- just a few feminine touches here and there. She did have impeccable tastes, afterall.
his voice suddenly brought her back from her musings and she gave him a timid smile as she nodded her head and in a move she hoped came off seductively, bent over in front of him with one booted foot perched on the coffee table and slowly unzipped the zipper. When she'd removed both boots, she turned and demurely sat on the far end of the couch and hoped he'd join her."Have a seat and kick your shoes off,"
"Can I get you anything to drink, as we consider you old enough at this particular establishment?"
Unsure of what to say or ask for, she borrowed a phrase she'd seen on numerous t.v. shows and movies, " Oh, I'll just have whatever you're having."
A sort of lump caught in his throat as he watched her bend over and take off her boots one at a time, her heeled foot perched on his coffee table. He had an undeniable urge to mount her like some sort of animal, and it made him shift his weight to deal with the hardness in his trousers. He blinked and felt his face flush, pulling his lips into a quirky, crooked grin as she turned and looked at him, sitting down on his leather couch.
It took him a second to remember that he was supposed to be getting her a drink. There was a bit of a pause where he just stared at her, but then turned and calmly walked to the bar in his kitchen. "Alright then, Peligrino it is," he called to her as he got a bottle of sparkling water from the fridge and poured two iced glasses. "I'm done with alcohol for the rest of the evening. I don't want to dull any of my senses for what's coming this evening," he explained as he returned to the living room, his voice suggestive and silky in tone. He sat next to her on the couch and handed her a glass.
He looked her in the eyes for a long moment, letting her see his desires. He put his arm around her shoulders, letting himself relax into this new role of something far more intimate than teacher. When he spoke again, the words were bold and direct, he was letting his guard down before her eyes. "I want you, Sam, very badly in fact, but I want to ask you something before asking you to satisfy that want. Will this be the first time you've ever had sex?" he asked pointedly, but there was nothing accusatory or menacing in his voice. He took a sip of his sparkling water and smiled at her, gently squeezing her shoulder to encourage her that she could say or ask anything of him right now.
" Oh, I'll just have whatever you're having."
It took him a second to remember that he was supposed to be getting her a drink. There was a bit of a pause where he just stared at her, but then turned and calmly walked to the bar in his kitchen. "Alright then, Peligrino it is," he called to her as he got a bottle of sparkling water from the fridge and poured two iced glasses. "I'm done with alcohol for the rest of the evening. I don't want to dull any of my senses for what's coming this evening," he explained as he returned to the living room, his voice suggestive and silky in tone. He sat next to her on the couch and handed her a glass.
He looked her in the eyes for a long moment, letting her see his desires. He put his arm around her shoulders, letting himself relax into this new role of something far more intimate than teacher. When he spoke again, the words were bold and direct, he was letting his guard down before her eyes. "I want you, Sam, very badly in fact, but I want to ask you something before asking you to satisfy that want. Will this be the first time you've ever had sex?" he asked pointedly, but there was nothing accusatory or menacing in his voice. He took a sip of his sparkling water and smiled at her, gently squeezing her shoulder to encourage her that she could say or ask anything of him right now.
Oh God! There it was! The question she'd been dreading ever since her unexpected good luck put her in intimate contact with him tonight. Shit! she thought as she squirmed uncomfortably under his intense gaze. What do I tell him? The truth? No! He'd want nothing more to do with her if he knew she was a virgin! Yet if she lied, wouldn't he somehow know? Like physically, know? No matter how much she acted otherwise? And then how would he react?
While indecision was clearly evident on her face, she tried to elude his question by leaning over and nuzzling her face against his wonderfully smelling neck while her hand crept down his thigh towards the bulge beneath his pants. Knowing this would only work for so long, she whispered " Does it matter either way, James?"
While indecision was clearly evident on her face, she tried to elude his question by leaning over and nuzzling her face against his wonderfully smelling neck while her hand crept down his thigh towards the bulge beneath his pants. Knowing this would only work for so long, she whispered " Does it matter either way, James?"
" Does it matter either way, James?"
While that seemed to confirm his suspicions, he wasn't satisfied. She wasn't being straight with him yet, and he would need her to be for the next set of things he was going to ask her. He grabbed her wrist gently but firmly, not letting her venture any further up his thigh.
He answered her in the soft, soothing bass tone he'd used earlier, "In some ways it does and in some ways it doesn't, Sam. I'm not going to reject your advances any longer, regardless of what you tell me, but I want you to answer me truthfully. Otherwise, how can I be upfront and open with you about what I want?" He pulled his neck away from her to look her right in the eyes, trying to make her feel safe. He hid his own nervousness about where he knew this conversation would go next, hoping that if he didn't reject her, she might not reject him for what he was now thinking about doing.
"In some ways it does and in some ways it doesn't, Sam. I'm not going to reject your advances any longer, regardless of what you tell me, but I want you to answer me truthfully. Otherwise, how can I be upfront and open with you about what I want?"
The look he gave her left her nowhere to turn except for to the truth. So, with a sigh of resignation she told him that she was a virgin. And out of all the responses she imagined him giving, she was rather shocked when he didn't appear all that surprised. Had she not been as suductive as she thought? Did she not come across as "experienced"? Was it the way she kissed? Or the way in which she acted in the car? the curious thoughts ran rampant inside her mind as she waited for whatever happened next.....
James nodded and gave her a crooked grin as she confessed her virginity to him. "Some of the things you said suggested as much, Sam, and you might be surprised to learn that makes me want you even more, not less. But," he paused and let out a little bit of a sigh, "that's not exactly a good thing. Especially considering why it makes me want you more. I tried to warn you before that men would try to take advantage of you. Now, I'm sitting here with you and I want to ask your permission to do exactly that."
He set his drink down, looked away from her for a moment, and his face flushed just a little. Slowly he turned back to look at her. "I don't know how much you know about sex, Sam, but a girl's first time is kind of painful. There's a sort of barrier inside of you that's broken the first time a man is inside you, called your hymen," he explained, trying very hard not to sound like he was speaking down to her. He swallowed hard before taking his turn to make a full confession, hoping this didn't frighten her to death, "I have some rather... twisted... desires, you might say. I'll tell you that I've only been with one other virigin, and it was my first time too. I was very gentle and after a while, she was able to get past the pain. I've discovered, since then, that sometimes when I make love I prefer to be rough, occasionally very rough. I've also fantasized for a long time since then about taking a young woman's virginity... and being rough. Ordinarily, Sam, I wouldn't ask a lover to fulfill a more twisted fantasy of mine, especially such a potentially painful one, the first time she slept with me, but you're only going to be a virgin once."
He watched her, a small knot in his stomach. There it was, out in the open. He was taking an absolutely crazy risk, and he knew it. Sam could easily decide, tomorrow morning even, that she didn't want any more to do with him, and she'd be in a position to completely destroy his career. Still, he couldn't help himself, and, in a sense, she had asked for this. If she really wanted him, this was who he really was.
He set his drink down, looked away from her for a moment, and his face flushed just a little. Slowly he turned back to look at her. "I don't know how much you know about sex, Sam, but a girl's first time is kind of painful. There's a sort of barrier inside of you that's broken the first time a man is inside you, called your hymen," he explained, trying very hard not to sound like he was speaking down to her. He swallowed hard before taking his turn to make a full confession, hoping this didn't frighten her to death, "I have some rather... twisted... desires, you might say. I'll tell you that I've only been with one other virigin, and it was my first time too. I was very gentle and after a while, she was able to get past the pain. I've discovered, since then, that sometimes when I make love I prefer to be rough, occasionally very rough. I've also fantasized for a long time since then about taking a young woman's virginity... and being rough. Ordinarily, Sam, I wouldn't ask a lover to fulfill a more twisted fantasy of mine, especially such a potentially painful one, the first time she slept with me, but you're only going to be a virgin once."
He watched her, a small knot in his stomach. There it was, out in the open. He was taking an absolutely crazy risk, and he knew it. Sam could easily decide, tomorrow morning even, that she didn't want any more to do with him, and she'd be in a position to completely destroy his career. Still, he couldn't help himself, and, in a sense, she had asked for this. If she really wanted him, this was who he really was.
His words were like music to her ears and as soon as he finished speaking, Sam curled her slender arms around his neck and with a look of total and complete acceptance shining bright in her blue eyes, moved in for a passionate kiss. The truth was, she'd take him however he was, kinks and all. She may not know or have much experience with guys but she did know that she wanted her first time to be extraordinary. Not with some inexperienced boy, or someone who just wanted another notch in his belt. She wanted to experience it all, everything there was to learn- and who better than James, her teacher, to teach her?
" I want you James, BAD. And I'm more than willing and very, very eager to learn all the different ways you like to be pleasured...if you're willing to teach me?" she ended her speech with a kiss to his neck that turned into little, open mouthed kisses and quick, tasty nibbles that spread across his throat, up towards his earlobe which she playfully tugged at with her teeth.
" I want you James, BAD. And I'm more than willing and very, very eager to learn all the different ways you like to be pleasured...if you're willing to teach me?" she ended her speech with a kiss to his neck that turned into little, open mouthed kisses and quick, tasty nibbles that spread across his throat, up towards his earlobe which she playfully tugged at with her teeth.
It was his turn to be surprised. He had expected, stupidly he now realized as he remembered how bold Sam had consistently been up to this point, fear or at least some nervousness from her. He had even been prepared for a touch of disgust, but a bright smile, shining blue eyes, and a deep kiss caught him off guard. Then she spoke to him...
It was more than just acceptance; it was an invitation, and his heart immediately began to try and escape his chest by pounding against his ribcage. Willing to teach her? He was more than a little floored at the small challenge inside that offer. He was so excited that when she started to work on his neck and nibble on his ear, a particularly sensitive spot for him, that he let out a deep moan of desire that seemed to fill the room.
He pulled her body closer to him on the couch, and, for the first time, really put his hands on her. James started at her shoulders, running his hands over her arms and along her back, letting his fingertips trail up and down her spine. When he couldn't hold back the flood of lust washing over him any longer, he let one of his hands reach down to her naked calf and run all the way up her thigh until he was cupping and squeezing her ass cheeks under her short skirt. He breathed hard against her cheek. Realizing he was touching her bare ass and remembering the flash of view he'd caught in the car, he chuckled lightly and quietly cooed in her ear, "Do you usually make a habit of wearing thongs when you go out, Sam?" His tone was different now. There was a definite playful note, replacing the responsible tone he'd used with her even in the car.
" I want you James, BAD. And I'm more than willing and very, very eager to learn all the different ways you like to be pleasured...if you're willing to teach me?"
It was more than just acceptance; it was an invitation, and his heart immediately began to try and escape his chest by pounding against his ribcage. Willing to teach her? He was more than a little floored at the small challenge inside that offer. He was so excited that when she started to work on his neck and nibble on his ear, a particularly sensitive spot for him, that he let out a deep moan of desire that seemed to fill the room.
He pulled her body closer to him on the couch, and, for the first time, really put his hands on her. James started at her shoulders, running his hands over her arms and along her back, letting his fingertips trail up and down her spine. When he couldn't hold back the flood of lust washing over him any longer, he let one of his hands reach down to her naked calf and run all the way up her thigh until he was cupping and squeezing her ass cheeks under her short skirt. He breathed hard against her cheek. Realizing he was touching her bare ass and remembering the flash of view he'd caught in the car, he chuckled lightly and quietly cooed in her ear, "Do you usually make a habit of wearing thongs when you go out, Sam?" His tone was different now. There was a definite playful note, replacing the responsible tone he'd used with her even in the car.
A thousand hours of daydreaming and fantasizing about this very moment became reality in a matter of seconds as he pulled her into his arms. She made her way back to his mouth and the kiss they shared curled her toes. But then, he touched her body, really touched her, creating a whole new layer of sensations that only added to the increasing heat of her desire.
All she did know was that at that very moment, she could feel the freshly waxed, completely bare folds of her sex grow wet, dampening her thong......
His voice broke through the haze of lust clouding her mind. Speaking of thongs she thought to herself, I want them OFF! but her reply was as honest as it was titillating, " No, sometimes I don't wear any at all.." her voice was all breathy and full of need and want. Yet, for what exactly, she had no clue...yet."Do you usually make a habit of wearing thongs when you go out, Sam?"
All she did know was that at that very moment, she could feel the freshly waxed, completely bare folds of her sex grow wet, dampening her thong......
" No, sometimes I don't wear any at all.."
James felt his cock twitch in response to that one, and then an idea occurred to him that made a wicked grin spread across his face. He pulled back from their embrace so that she could see his face and raised an eyebrow at her suggestively. It was just too perfect; after all, she actually was a schoolgirl in his class.
"Well, Miss Leeson," he began, trying hard to keep from chuckling and hoping that she didn't mind him reverting to his teacher voice, albeit with a much more playful and suggestive tone, "not wearing panties is, of course, very naughty of you. I think you need a little spanking, in fact." He gave her a little wink and pinched her butt as he did, then added, "So I'm going to have to ask you to bend over my knee here and pull up your skirt. Oh, and if you wouldn't mind pulling your panties off as well. We can't have those, ahem... getting in the way."
"So I'm going to have to ask you to bend over my knee here and pull up your skirt. Oh, and if you wouldn't mind pulling your panties off as well. We can't have those, ahem... getting in the way."
A wickedly naughty gleam brightened her eyes and then, with the excitement of the schoolgirl she was, she jumped up from his lap. " Oh and I should probably go ahead and confess now, sir.." she said as she innocently removed her black lace thong and tossed it aside, " Sometimes I don't wear a bra either "
With that said, and her "confessions" told ( for the moment), she walked to the other end of the couch, got on her hands and knees ontop of it and crawled towards him. Her heart beat overtime in her chest as she laid herself over his lap, her skirt just barely covering the firm cheeks of her ass. " O.K., I'm ready for my punishment now.." she said in a breathy whisper.
He didn't miss her drop the title 'sir' in his direction, and it made a slight chill of actual pleasure run down his spine. When she stepped out of her thong and tossed it aside, he swallowed hard. He was tempted to pick the garment up, but decided that particular kink could wait for now.
He raised an eyebrow at her and tried to wipe the grin off his face. "With those breasts? Unconscionable, Miss Leeson. With a pair of titties like those, going braless would be noticed by almost any man, even if he didn't say anything because he knew you were doing it in his class just to attract his attention," he said and winked at her. Yes, he had noticed. He had noticed most of the things she'd done to try and flirt with him.
James thought he was getting used to being surprised and turned on by her, but he was once again a little overwhelmed when he saw how she went about putting herself over his lap. She had actually made a point of crawling to him. Ohhhh she was good, especially considering her inexperience, and he made a mental note to make sure and tell her that at some point. She was so good, in fact, that when she was lying there, whispering her readiness for what he wanted to do, with her gorgeous ass cheeks just barely poking out from underneath the hem of her skirt, his hands actually trembled as he held them momentarily above her.
First, he had to adjust himself a little; his manhood was so stiff that he had to shift in his seat to give it room to comfortably stay in his pants. Then he made himself put one hand down on her back, softly rubbing her back through her shirt. That steadied him enough to lift her skirt with his other hand, exposing her for the first time to his eyes. He took his time, starting by rubbing her ass cheeks. Then, using his other hand to help, he started to explore her ass and her sex before starting to spank her. He spread her thighs apart and looked at her young, virgin sex for the first time. He gasped audibly as he realized she was bare. His fingers dipped into her folds and slipped past her clit to see if she'd left any of her pubic hair up front. He felt an electric thrill as he found absolutely none. Unbelievable.
Slowly, he moved his hand back to her back, leaning down on her slightly and pinning her to his lap with a little of his weight. Then he raised his hand and brought it down on one of her ass cheeks with a loud smacking sound. He'd spanked her hard enough to leave a perfect red print of his hand on her skin that started to slowly fade. Before she really reacted or the mark completely faded, he gave her a matching mark on her other cheek with another loud, air slicing slap.
" Sometimes I don't wear a bra either "
He raised an eyebrow at her and tried to wipe the grin off his face. "With those breasts? Unconscionable, Miss Leeson. With a pair of titties like those, going braless would be noticed by almost any man, even if he didn't say anything because he knew you were doing it in his class just to attract his attention," he said and winked at her. Yes, he had noticed. He had noticed most of the things she'd done to try and flirt with him.
James thought he was getting used to being surprised and turned on by her, but he was once again a little overwhelmed when he saw how she went about putting herself over his lap. She had actually made a point of crawling to him. Ohhhh she was good, especially considering her inexperience, and he made a mental note to make sure and tell her that at some point. She was so good, in fact, that when she was lying there, whispering her readiness for what he wanted to do, with her gorgeous ass cheeks just barely poking out from underneath the hem of her skirt, his hands actually trembled as he held them momentarily above her.
First, he had to adjust himself a little; his manhood was so stiff that he had to shift in his seat to give it room to comfortably stay in his pants. Then he made himself put one hand down on her back, softly rubbing her back through her shirt. That steadied him enough to lift her skirt with his other hand, exposing her for the first time to his eyes. He took his time, starting by rubbing her ass cheeks. Then, using his other hand to help, he started to explore her ass and her sex before starting to spank her. He spread her thighs apart and looked at her young, virgin sex for the first time. He gasped audibly as he realized she was bare. His fingers dipped into her folds and slipped past her clit to see if she'd left any of her pubic hair up front. He felt an electric thrill as he found absolutely none. Unbelievable.
Slowly, he moved his hand back to her back, leaning down on her slightly and pinning her to his lap with a little of his weight. Then he raised his hand and brought it down on one of her ass cheeks with a loud smacking sound. He'd spanked her hard enough to leave a perfect red print of his hand on her skin that started to slowly fade. Before she really reacted or the mark completely faded, he gave her a matching mark on her other cheek with another loud, air slicing slap.
" Oh!" Sam cried out in a mixture of alarm at the stinging pain, fear over what would come next and surprise at the budding pleasure she felt deep in her core. She instinctively lifted her reddened ass cheeks up in air as if wanting more- and she did. As was obvious by the hot cream that leaked from between the tender folds of her sex. Her diamond hard nipples pressed tautly against the silky material of her shirt and she couldn't resist squirming in order to create some much needed friction against the couch beneath her.
"Again..James...Oh please! Again!"
"Again..James...Oh please! Again!"