Succulent (4 page)

“My lesson?” I asked. He looked a little
lost, shaking his head.

“Lesson?”

“On being a good student.” I gave him a
peck. “I have to be punished from not completing assignments. You
said a spanking remember?”

“A spanking.” He grinned.

“Seven thrusts for calling you Dr. Asswipe.”
I moved to his neck. He moaned licking his lips.

“Yes.” He whispered.

“Twenty licks for turning in my work
late.”

“Mmm.”

“And a come shot for being caught in the
boy’s locker room with the captain of the football team.” I kissed
his lips again.

“Oh god yes!” He moaned

“Can I have the come shot first, Dr. Bryce?”
I whispered. “Can I taste you? Feeling you sliding down my throat?”
He kissed me deeply, his hands on my shoulders. Slowly he pushed me
down to my knees. His blue eyes on mine watching as I unbuckled his
belt and unzipped his slacks. I didn’t let them drop just yet. I
stared at him as I held the two sides tight and I bit onto him
softly through the cotton jockeys. He gasped and moaned gripping
his undershirt tightly his eyes on me. I peeled down the front of
his underwear and was greeted with the large muscle.

“Nine delicious inches of prime New York
State beef.” I said looking into his eyes. He grinned.

“Only the best for my girl.” He said. I
pulled off his pants and underwear. He struggled to step out of the
bundle of his underwear and pants, going down in the process.

“Are you alright?” I gasped.

“Embarrassed but fine. I’m a klutz.”

“I remember.” I smiled helping him off with
the tangled bundle. I tossed them aside and crawled over him
seductively.

“Dr. Bryce?” I said huskily.

“Yes.”

“After my lesson is over. Do I get to be
pounced?” I asked. He kissed me hard. I pulled away and went back
down to feast on him.

Massaging the two large egg shaped sacks, I
stroked his cock. He moaned biting his lip. I closed one off from
the other, tightly gripping it in my hand and licked the velvety
sack. He shivered groaning and I suckled it fitting the entire ball
into my mouth. He cried out grabbing at the rug under us.

“Dr. Bryce.” I whispered moving to the
other.

“Yes.” He quivered.

“Your balls are delicious.” I moved to the
other giving it the same treatment.

“Oh god.” He moaned arching his back. I slid
my thumb over the moist sacks kissing a path to the head of his
cock. I licked it like a lollipop before closing my mouth around it
and suckling the head. I pressed my thumb to his sweet spot behind
his balls and massaged it as I slowly took him deeper into my
mouth. His pleasured reaction moving from a moan to a cry and
finally a scream. I pulled back as slowly as I took him in and
began sucking his cock hungrily. Massaging his spot and sucking all
at the same time. He grabbed my hair thrusting and crying my
name.

It was just a minute before he came,
exploding in my mouth. He cried out loudly, arching high off the
carpet with a tight grip on my hair. I couldn’t take the entire
shot, losing a little. But I drank the rest, moaning at how sweet
he tasted. I’d only been with my two exes but theirs was never as
delicious as Dr. Bryce’s. I lapped up the lost nectar from his
balls while he recovered.

“Paul.” I whispered as I crawled over him.
He moaned kissing me softly. His tongue became rough against mine
as he tasted himself there. “Paul.” I whispered pushing him back.
He moaned. “My pussy is wet.” He closed his eyes. “Do you want to
feel?” He grinned grabbing the back of my neck and pulling me to
his lips hard. I whimpered kissing him. He flipped us laying on top
of me. I could feel his hard and throbbing against me.

“You’ve always been a tease.” He whispered.
“All those boys who wanted you so badly. The way you would stare at
me when I passed you. How many times I swore to heaven I’d pound
the hell out of you?” He rose from me looking into my eyes. “I
waited for this. To make you mine.” I kissed him before he lowered
down my body. He stopped at my breast suckling my nipples, tugging
each one hard, I whimpered arching them to his mouth and he would
playfully flick his tongue over each one. He moved lower to my
stomach, nipping my skin in several different spots before moving
on. He placed a kiss on my abdomen and moved between my thighs. I
watched him, not realizing how hard I was panting.

His fingers slipped over my clit first and
lower filling me. I gasped as he slipped in a second and a third
finger and spread them apart inside of me.

“You’re so tight.” He whispered lowering his
lips to my clit. “So sticky and tight.” His tongue slid over me
slowly, curling as it came away. I moaned as he did it again,
thrusting the three fingers into me. I gasped sitting up a bit and
moved against them.

“Three.” He counted. “Four. . . Five.” His
tongue curled every time he came away from my clit. On the seventh,
I moaned as his tongue brought along a soft pearly line of nectar.
He moaned delighting in the taste of me.

“Eight.” He counted staring at me. “Nine.”
He devoured my clit moaning and thrusting his fingers into me. I
cried out trying to pull back from him but he looped his arm around
my thigh holding me there as he suckled and tugged my clit.

He took his fingers away suckling them and
wrapping his arm around my thigh. He held open the lips of my pussy
flicking his tongue over my clit. I came falling back against the
rug, frozen in pleasure. His tongue filled me lapping up the
nectar, moaning as he raided every drop from me.

“Tessa.” He whispered coming over me. He
laid on me kissing my lips and neck. Finally I whimpered, quivering
under his hard body. “Baby.”

“Yes.” I moaned.

“It’s time for your spanking.” He rose from
me standing slowly and pulling me up.

I followed him to the couch where he sat and
pulled me over his lap. I buried my face in a pillow receiving the
first slap.

“One.” He rubbed, I whimpered. “Two.” He
slapped again and rubbed. He moved to the other cheek. “You’re a
bad, bad girl Tessa.” He slapped again. “Detention never does any
good.” He slapped twice, I lurched up from the pillow whimpering
hard.

“Please Dr. Bryce.” I whimpered. He slipped
his hand down the back of my thigh and slapped there. I gasped. “Be
nice to me.”

“Why?” He asked. “You’re so naughty. You
don’t deserve nice.” He slapped my ass and pulled me up kissing me.
I moaned kissing him wildly.

“Please fuck me.” I begged. “Please Paul.”
He shook his head.

“Those assignments were important.” He said.
“You have to be punished severely. In your room now.” I jumped up
and ran to the room.

Paul walked in closing the door. I watched
him as he walked to me.

“Hands and knees.” He said. I did. “Thighs
together, back arched, pussy out.” I did as told. He waited a
moment and I grew a little impatient with the wait until I felt his
fingers. They slid down the moist lips of my pussy. He moaned.

“That’s a delicious pussy.” He whispered.
Suddenly his tongue slid over me, I gasped loudly squeezing my eyes
shut as I felt the sharpest pangs of pure pleasure race to my clit.
He slapped my ass sliding his hand down the back of my thigh and
back up in between, gripping a good handful of my pussy. I
whimpered looking back at him.

“Recite it.” He said. I wasn’t sure at first
until I remembered what students who didn’t do their assignments
had to recite. I recited it at least three times a week back
then.

“This class is for the advancement of
knowledge in the study of English literature.” I stopped, unable to
think, it just wasn’t coming to me. He slapped my ass again. “Oh!”
I cried. “And. . .The introduction of classic American . . . please
fuck me.” He slapped my ass; I squeezed my eyes shut trembling.

“Continue.” He said in a sexy silky
voice.

“Authors. The introduction of classic
American authors.” I shivered.

“Good girl.” He smiled giving me a slap.
“You were listening to something.” He said. I gripped the
comforter.

“Not much. I was trying to figure out how
big your cock was.” I whimpered.

“Really?” He smiled.

“Yes.” I moaned. He lowered to my ear.

“Are you ready to complete your lesson?” He
whispered, and kissed my ear softly.

“Yes, Dr. Bryce.” I groaned. He stood taking
a condom from the dish on my night table, under my lamp. I listened
as he took it out and slid it down his cock. I wanted to watch but
didn’t look back. I moved up on the bed giving him room to get on
but stayed on my hands and knees.

I felt him get on and my pussy clenched. He
grinned slapping my ass.

“That’s a naughty cunt, isn’t it?” He said.
“Tits down.” He pushed me into the mattress and kept my thighs
tightly together. I gripped the comforter tighter, shivering. I
felt him there against me and whimpered as he pressed through. He
stopped for a moment, only the head of his cock was in me but even
that felt so fucking good I started fucking it.

“Wait, wait.” He whispered. He shook his
head in disbelief. Slowly he continued the decent pressing hard
into the tight space but my pussy was so wet that he slid right in,
unexpectedly slamming into me. I cried out trembling, feeling him
tremble too. He held my hips moaning, and slowly began to thrust.
Each thrust was a tight pleasurable tugging.

“Please.” I cried. “Dr. Bryce.” Finally he
slid his knee between my legs forcing them apart, opening me more
and thrusting into me. I trembled meeting him. Paul grew rougher
against me stiffening his hips and pulling me to him harder. I
cried his name biting the bunch of fabric under me. My screams
muffled, he pounded me harder.

“Fuck.” I cried and pulled myself up on my
elbows. I could hear him panting and moaning, cursing as he drove
deeper and deeper into me. I pulled away from him looking into his
eyes. He kissed me as I laid on my side. Paul filled me again,
putting his palms on my hip to anchor himself. His blue eyes were
hazed with pleasure, sweat trickled his brow. His lower lip was
swelling from biting it so hard, and he began to pound me. I cried
out raising my leg a bit and he pulled it onto his shoulder.

“Oh god.” He cried nearly collapsing on me
as he thrust harder and deeper. Paul threw his head back and
screamed my name, he pressed to me ceasing to move. I watched him
try to stop the climax. He wasn’t ready to come yet. He wanted so
much more of me. Panting he kissed my calf, his eyes shut
tightly.

“Dr. Bryce.” I whimpered. He opened his eyes
slowly. “Can you come on my pussy?” He shut his eyes again pressing
his cheek to my leg.

He pulled my leg over his head and I laid on
my back looking at him. Paul grinned looking into my eyes as he
took off the condom and tossed it into the trash by my night
table.

“Hands behind your knees.” He said. I did as
told staring at him. He kissed my lips raising on his hands and
sinking into me. I grabbed his waist whimpering.

“Hand behind your knees.” He growled I put
them back shivering. Paul lowered to me, laying his weight on me as
he moved.

“Paul.” I shivered. I wrapped my legs around
him and grabbed his waist. He kissed me hard.

“You never listened.” He smiled over my
lips. I moaned. “Now I get to do what I wished to do before.” He
raised himself onto his hands and drilled into me as hard as he
could. I cried out twisting in pleasure and coming hard against his
cock. He didn’t stop and god I didn’t want him to stop. I shivered
crying his name, whimpering in pleasure that seemed surreal. My
body tingling quickly toward another climax. He lowered to my
nipples suckling each one as his hips crushed me. I came gushing
all over us. He moaned raising his lips to mine and kissing me. His
moans became wilder, untamable. He rose from me pulling out and
splashing come all over my pussy. I groaned arching high off the
mattress, loving the hot splash of his seed and sound of his
ecstasy.

He cried out, slamming back into me and
pressing against me hard. He didn’t move, he lowered onto me,
covering my body with his. His hot seed dripping down my clit, I
held him so tight and he finally relaxed against me.

He fell asleep there, inside of me and I
fell asleep after laying awake an hour stroking his cheek and hair.
Unable to believe that he carried a torch for me all this time.

In the morning I was awaken by the feeling
of him burying his morning wood inside of me. I barely opened my
eyes as I kissed him and spread wide. He moaned moving to my neck
as he thrust hard. I opened my eyes to the ceiling and sighed at
the feeling of him inside of me. Teaching me the lesson he had
longed to teach me so long ago.



A Sexy
Retreat

“I wish I could take her somewhere nice.
Just time away from the kids.” Grayson Howe said watching from the
back porch as his wife cleaned the kitchen. She’d just given the
kids their snack before sending them off to do homework.

“Maggie and I just finished fixing up the
cabin.” His older brother John said raising his beer bottle to his
lips. “Take her there, we’ll take the kids.” John took a gulp.

“What?”

“Sure, Maggie’s been bugging me to have
another baby since David went off to school. She’s almost forty.
Said she only has about five good years left.” John said he took
another gulp. “She’d love to baby the kids for a few days.”

Grayson looked in at her as their son Phil
walked in with his paper. He asked her something and she smiled
kissing his forehead. Grayson smiled watching her. She wore yoga
pants and a yoga top in hopes that she would be able to workout
tonight without incident. That almost never happened around their
house. But she did look real damn good in that outfit.