1. A Long Awaited Affair


    Date: 8/20/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: amateurqueen, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    linger at his side. "I'm twenty-two now, more of an adult than ever." He keeps his hands resting on my shoulders as he looks me over. "Well," he says, biting his lip. "I guess you're right." We both laugh, returning to his desk, where I sit on the ledge while he sits in his chair. We talk about college and reminisce about when I was in his class. "You always were one of my favorites, Gianna." He sits relaxed in his chair, and I notice a bulge growing in his pants as I lean over to fix the leg of my pant, exposing my whole chest. "Well, Mr. Smith," I say, leaning back up slowly. "You will always be my favorite teacher." I lean my head a little towards his as I say this, talking quietly. He inclines his head a little towards mine. "Oh, is that so?" He speaks quieter as well, his voice husky. I inch my head closer. We are now about three inches apart. I run my tongue over my bottom lip. "You just...taught me so much." I bite my lip, lifting my gaze to meet his. My pussy is throbbing, soaking my little black panties. Before he can respond, I reach towards his lap, rubbing his dick through his pants. "Gianna..." His voice sounds pained. "You know I have a wife." But even as he says this, he puts his hand over mine, adding more pressure to his cock. He shuts his eyes, lifting his hips against my hand as he lets out a tiny moan. One night when I had a sleepover with my girlfriends, my one friends older sister was telling us that she took a stripping class for one of her friends ...
    bachelorette parties. She had taught us all some tricks, including a lap dance. Remembering this, I sit right down on Mr. Smith's cock, grinding my ass into his lap. "Mr. Smith," I say. "I don't think we're doing anything wrong here." I flip around, straddling his lap as I grind my pussy onto his dick. I moan, his stiff cock rubbing my cunt in all the right places. I increase my speed, riding his dick over our clothes. My arms wrap around his neck, my hot breath hitting him right below his ear. I moan again, louder. "Oh, Mr. Smith." With that, he rips my shirt open down the middle, clearing his throat when he sees my lush breasts. He licks up my throat while massaging my boobs, rubbing the nipples over my bra. He throws my shirt across the room. His lips travel up my jaw, pulling away before he meets my mouth. "I'm gonna cum all over those titties." He whispers in my ear before slamming his mouth against mine. His beard is rough against my soft skin, but it makes my pussy drip. His tongue tickles my bottom lip as I grab onto his tie, rocking harder and faster against his groin. I bite down on his bottom lip, and he growls against my mouth. "You're a nighty little thing, aren't you?" He grabs onto my hips, bucking his dick up against my clit. I hold onto his tie as tight as I can as I throw my head back and moan his name. He goes back to my chest, taking off my bra and flicking his tongue against my hard nipples. I moan in response, enjoying every second of his mouth on my tits. ...