Educating Emma (4 page)

Her eyes narrow a little, but she keeps watching my hand glide up and down my wet, hard cock. “Fuck you.”

I cluck my tongue and move closer so she has a better view of me touching myself. She’s such a cock whore, I can already see her opening starting to pulse from her next orgasm.

“Oh baby, you do.” I jerk myself off a little harder. “You do fuck me—so, so good.”

She grits her jaw, trying to fight it, but when her head falls back as her third orgasm rips through her body, she stops fighting.

My hand leaves my cock, and I move closer so I can watch the aftershocks of her orgasm shudder through her body. “My, my. For a genius, you’re kind of a slut, you know that?” My cock is leaking again from watching her get off as she watched me touch myself. “But don’t worry, your secret’s safe with me. No one will ever get a chance to discover just how slutty you are. No, that dark secret belongs to me and my cock. Only we get to know about and enjoy the benefits of your sluttiness.”

I’m suddenly impatient to use her body to force the next orgasm from me, and I push her back on the table. Right after ripping her skirt off and throwing it behind me.

“Now, up on the table. All of the way. And don’t make me ask twice.”

L
uke gives
my body another shove back on the table, swinging my limp legs up too.

“I can’t. No more,” I breathe, feeling like my body’s falling apart, one piece at a time. “I can’t take any more.”

“But you can. And you will.” He twists me around, but I can’t move. The table feels ice cold against my heated skin. “Listen when Doctor Faraday tells you to do something”—his hand strikes against my ass hard, making me gasp—“or there’ll be more of that to come. And that was my gentle smack. You don’t want to feel the other kind.”

He powers over to his discarded pile of clothes, and his finger curls through the metal ring of his belt, pulling it free from his belt loops. He comes back to the table, the end of his belt dragging along the tile behind him.

I don’t know what he has planned, but I roll onto my back in case he has any ideas of using it on my ass. When he crawls up onto the table, he lays me down so my body’s spread down the long length of the table.

“I could use my tie for this,” he starts, pressing my wrists together before he winds his belt around them, “but that’s just too gentle. Too soft for a cock slut like you. You like it rough. You like it hard. That goes for the way I’ll bind you too.”

Trembles spill down my body as he finishes binding my wrists. He’s tied his belt around them so tightly, I can barely move my fingers.

“Please, just let me rest,” I beg, my body unable to take or give anything more. “Give me a moment to recover.”

“Are you starting to think twice about teasing me?” He throws my arms over my head. The metal of his belt clangs against the table. “Wishing you hadn’t set your sights on a man like me, a predator? A possessor? Are you thinking you shouldn’t have poked at me and awoken the beast inside?”

There’s a challenge in his eyes. A warning. A promise of more to come. So much more my body starts to draw into a ball to protect itself.

I nod in answer to his questions.

“Aww, that’s too bad.” He clucks his tongue, forcing my body open again. “Because you did. And now he’s awake. And you’re going to give him whatever he wants. Whenever he wants it. And like the good slut you are, you’re going to like every bit of it. You’re going to want my cock in your mouth, pussy, or ass all day, every day. My cum dripping up, down, or in you, marking you, making you mine. You’re going to crave me like no drug known to man, and I’ll be an attentive lover and give you your fix when you need it. But you’re going to reciprocate, and right now, I need mine.”

He swings his leg over my body and crawls up until he’s straddling the base of my chest. His cock is hard and hungry. Desperate for my body. Luke’s gaze drops from my eyes to my chest, and his forehead creases.

“Those tits have been calling my name since the first time they bounced into my classroom.” His cock dips into my breasts, shoving between them. His eyes close as his head falls back when he feels the weight of my breasts press into his cock. “I’m fucking them until I’ve rubbed them raw.”

His hands roughly grab my boobs, squeezing them hard against his cock as he thrusts between them. I watch him stare down at his cock shuttling between my tits as he kneads my flesh. Having him do this to my body should feel degrading, but I’m not sure I’ve ever been so turned on. My body writhes with lust as he rocks his hips into my chest, making me shake with each thrust.

“Fuck, Emma, your body was just built for a man to get off on.” He grunts, giving one of my tits a flick with his pinkie. I feel it all the way down in my clit. “Look at what I’m doing to you. Watch me screw your tits.”

When my eyes drop, I feel fresh cum drip out of my body, puddling onto the table where my ass is rocking in time to Luke’s thrusts. The sight is too much. It pulls a moan from my body like I’m an animal in heat, desperate for this man to breed me.

Luke’s hand moves to my other breast, wrangling them both as his other hand drifts behind him. His fingers dip into my body, and I watch his tip leak a few drops of his semen onto my chest.

“She likes it, doesn’t she, poppet?” His fingers stretch me wider. “She likes getting her titties fucked as much as she likes it in her pussy.” His fingers slip out of me right before he spreads the cum coating his fingers into my cleavage. He keeps fucking without slowing. “Yeah, that’s it. Now I can really screw the shit out of these tits.”

With the fresh lubrication, he ruts into my tits like he’s a wild animal that caught my scent and is accommodating my breeding needs. When I watch another drop of pre-cum leak from him, I stick my tongue out to lap it up. The taste of him in my mouth, the feel of his body taking his desire out of my chest—it’s too much. My hips pitch in sync to his thrusts as my head falls back from the pleasure building again.

“Fuck me, you’re going to come again, aren’t you?”

He’s gloating. He’s cocky as all hell that I’m about to get off from him fucking my tits.

“No,” I snap.

“Your squirming body trapped below me is telling a different story.”

His hand reaches behind him again. His fingers play with my opening for a minute before he drives three fingers as deep into me as he can get them. My cry echoes around the auditorium.

He holds that hand in front of me, his fingers drenched in my juices. “My god, you’re a cock slut. It’s okay, baby. It’s okay for you to get off while I fuck your tits.” He wipes my fresh cum down his cock. “Makes me about blow my load all over that cock-loving face.”

“Oh god . . .” I moan, wishing his body and words couldn’t elicit this kind of response from me so easily. But he can. “Yes, fuck my tits. Fuck them hard. You’re right, I have been tempting you with them all semester. They’ve been begging to be screwed by your big cock.”

My hips continue to flex in time to his pumps, but this time, it’s my words that make him come.

“Fuck,” he growls, shoving his cock through my tits one last time before thick ribbons of semen pulse from him.

Opening my mouth, I let his cum fill me, and all it takes is the saltiness of him on my tongue to release my own orgasm. My hips buck wildly, my wrists fighting the belt binding me.

The aftershocks of my orgasm are still rolling through me when I lift my head to suck his tip into my mouth, trying to get the last bit of him.

Luke is panting above me, his chest rising and falling like he can’t catch his breath. However, when I suck his tip into my mouth, cleaning it, he manages to bark, “The rest.”

I nod, lifting my head a little higher so I can run my tongue down his shaft, cleaning his cum from him, tasting the hint of my own on his shaft. The scent of our combined bodies makes my clit pulse again.

As I take my last sweep down his shaft, greedily sucking the last drop of semen into my mouth, he circles his finger around my nipple. It’s so gentle in comparison to what he was just doing to my body, it almost makes me sleepy.

“That’s my good cock slut.” His finger moves to my other nipple, drawing slow circles around it. “Now, I’ve got another class I have to get to, and we can’t have you making me late, can we? We can’t have anyone finding out about our secret.”

He waits for me to shake my head.

“But I’m in a predicament. I’m still hard as fuck, and my balls are bursting with cum begging to be drained into you.” He sighs at his still-hard member like he’s frustrated he can’t satisfy it, but at the same time, he’s enjoying the process of trying to make it happy. “But since you’ve been such a good, brave girl, I’m going to let you decide how and where I do you.”

I can still taste him, and I want more. It’s an easy decision. “My mouth.” I look up at him with wide, innocent eyes. “I want to feel you in my mouth.”

I
t seems
impossible I can still have any left, but when she says—she
begs—
to have me in her mouth, I almost spray another full load all over those perfect tits. Just having to wait a few seconds before I can shove my dick inside her warm mouth makes my balls ache in a way that almost doubles me over.

“I can’t tell you how desperate I’ve been to get inside that filthy mouth of yours To shoot my cum deep into that throat. To see if it’s as welcoming as it looks. As accommodating.”

Emma wets her lips for me and parts them. “It is.”

“Good. I want to fuck your mouth.”

When those lips of hers brush across my tip, I reward her with a fresh pearl of cum. She sucks it right off, seeming to have a serious taste for it. She’ll be swallowing no shortage of it, that’s for damn sure.

I lean back just as she’s about to wrap her mouth around me. “But fair’s fair. . . .”

I grab her hips to lift her as I roll beneath her. She lands on top of my body with a surprised gasp, and before she can lift a confused brow, I grab hold of her bound wrists and twist her around, moving her into position. When she catches up to what I’m doing, she slides into position, swinging her leg over my shoulders.

“And I’m going to fuck you with my mouth at the same time.” With those words, I watch that pretty pussy of hers coat itself with fresh cum.

Licking my lips, I wind my arms around her hips and pull her down until her pussy’s covering my face. She squeals before I even snake my tongue out to lick her. Then she makes the same sound, only louder, when I do run my tongue up her.

“Put him in your mouth, poppet. Don’t make me shove him in there.” I flex my hips into her until I feel my tip poking at her lips.

Her mouth parts, and she takes me deep inside her. She takes me so deep, I can feel her nose brushing against my balls. I could come like this, but I want to wait. I want to have her suck me and swallow me for as long as I can hold out.

My tongue lashes across her clit while my fingers spread her lips apart. Her hips buck against me, grinding against my face, and she’s lost to the way I’m making her body feel.

My cock pops out of her mouth when she moans, her pussy pulsing against me. She forgets about my cock for a moment—she’s so lost to what my tongue’s doing to her—but when she does remember it pointing up at her, begging to be sucked, she licks it. With each upward lick, her tongue circles my tip, not about to let a drop of my cum be wasted.

From the way I can feel her pussy tightening around my tongue, I know she’s about to orgasm all over my face, and I want to do this together. I want to drain my seed deep in her throat while I suck her off.

“My cock’s not a popsicle, poppet. Take it down your throat and suck it.”

Like the good girl she is, my cock disappears into her mouth instantly, my tip stabbing her tonsils as she deep throats me.
Fuck
.

“Swallow when I come,” I order against her pussy. “All of this is for you, meant for your body, so you’ll take it and ask for seconds.”

At my words, I feel my cock leak pre-cum into her warm, welcoming mouth. She moans her agreement around my member, and that’s my undoing. I flex my hips into her mouth as I suck her clit and nip at it, needing her to come all over my face while I fill her mouth with my seed.

Her hips bounce, fucking my face hard as her scream is muffled by my cock blowing its load into her mouth.

My fingers dig into her, pulling her down onto my face so I can suck every last spasm of her orgasm from her clit. On my cock, she’s doing the exact same thing. Her head is still bouncing down it, gliding it down her throat as she swallows squirt after squirt of my semen.

Neither of us move for a minute after. Her legs are trembling around me, her pussy still burying my face, while my cock’s still in her mouth, being sucked clean as her heavy tits pillow into my groin.

“Damn,” I breathe when her body slides down my chest. “That was so good.”

My fucking still-hard dick pops out of her mouth, and a ragged breath spills out of her. “So damn good.”

“You were absolutely everything I hoped you’d be when I first saw you and knew I had to have you.”

My mouth latches onto her ass cheek, and I suck it hard until I know I’ve marked her. It’s primal and misogynistic, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s mine, and I’m marking her as such. Her ass bounces when I release it from my mouth. A grin stretches across my face when I see the jagged red mark blossoming on her cheek.

“And now I have you. I’ve taken your body, your innocence, and claimed you.” I slide out from beneath her and press a lingering kiss into her mouth. But when my cock twitches with need again, I break the kiss before I make her get on her knees and suck me off again.

She watches me move toward my discarded pile of clothes, her knees still spread as she hovers over the table like she’s riding my cock. My cum is running out of her, dripping down her thighs, and I want to flip her over and make her hold her hips up so my seed stays deep inside her.

“Dr. Faraday . . .” she calls in that innocent voice of her. There’s a question in her voice.

“My place. Tonight.” I tuck my insatiable cock into my pants. “I’m afraid we’ve failed to fully meet his needs with our session this afternoon, so we’ll have to try again later.”

I wait her for to agree. Her body tells me everything I need to know, but still, I want her to nod. She does, her shoulders slumping in defeat as I pull a fresh shirt from my briefcase and button it on. Even after I’ve forced orgasm after orgasm from her, riding her hard, I can tell she’s still wound tight. Still needy.

Still greedy for my body and what it does to her.

After tucking in my shirt, I smack her ass as I pass behind her. She barely flinches, instead almost sinking into my palm, welcoming it to strike her soft cheek again. I give her what she wants.

“I’ve taken every part of you in the time we’ve been allotted, but tonight . . .” My fingers run down her cheeks, pausing to circle where I’m planning on having my fun tonight. “I’ll be having your ass. I need to find out if it’s as horny for my cock as the rest of you is.”

Her hips pitch back, giving me better access, and right before I free my cock to take her back there now, I pause long enough to take a breath. Tonight. Something to look forward to.

When I can take as much time as I want.

Giving her ass one last slap, I lower my mouth to her neck. Unable to resist, I suck her delicate skin like I played with her nipple earlier, until she’s arching her back and her tits are pointing at the ceiling. When I release her, I smile at the mark already starting to bruise her neck. Mine.

“Good-bye for now, poppet.” I run my fingers through her ponytail on the way to my briefcase.

After jogging up the stairs, I pause when I reach the door, unable to leave the room without admiring her from this vantage.

She’s still on the table, knees spread, wrists bound in front of her and forcing her massive chest to spill over her arms. The evidence of our fucking is still dripping from her, and her skin is flushed from the things I’ve done to her body. Her muscles and limbs are exhausted from the things I’ve made her do.

Her nipples look well-suckled, the mark on her neck is spreading, and she’s staring at me in a way that makes my inner demon gloat.

She’s everything I’ve ever wanted. Everything I could ever want.

And she’s all mine.