Page 35 of Sex Coach

"Yes."

"Then tell me what your cunt feels like. I might think about going down on you, Michelle, but you have to make me happy first ."

I was so turned on, I almost came, my belly cramping with hot, vicious need .

"I'm...wet," I whispered, sliding one finger around my entrance .

"Were you this wet earlier when you were touching yourself and thinking about me ?"

His eyes bored into mine .

"Not...not this fast, no ."

"But you did get wet, didn't you? When you were thinking about me ?"

He would keep on pushing, I knew .

"Yes."

"Tell me what you thought about, what you were imagining ."

My cheeks flamed .

"You're not touching yourself anymore. Don't stop. I want you stroking that hot, plump pussy for me ."

A whimper broke out of me as my head fell back. I didn't know how much of this I could handle .

"Now talk," he ordered, voice hard .

"I was thinking about you on your knees in front of me. I was in my chair at first, and I thought about you kneeling in front of me and putting your mouth on me," I said, having to force each word out .

"Where, Michelle? Where did I put my mouth on you?" he demanded .

"My cunt ."

"Good. Now use your fingers and fuck that cunt, imagine it's me and my mouth ."

I moaned as I followed his orders, doing exactly as he said, clenching my thighs around my hand in a desperate effort to deepen the contact .

It was pointless, but it still felt sogood .

"That's it," he muttered, voice raw. "Imagine me there, biting your nipples while you take my cock inside you. Can you feel me ?"

"Yes." The low, raspy sound that came from my throat was foreign, alien to me .

"You're so close, Michelle. Why don't you come for me, sugar ?"

It was like the climax had hovered right there, waiting for just those words before it exploded out of me. With a cry, I came, my pussy clamping down tight around my fingers as I leaned forward and rode them, almost able to imagine it was his cock. Almost .

"That's it. Soon, I'm going to have you riding me like that, sugar ."

I opened my eyes, desperate to see him. He was standing in front of the computer, a foot or so back. His cock out, hand around it as he pumped, slowly. Back and forth .

I licked my lips, and the thought of having him inside my mouth leaped into my mind .

"You look like you want to be licking cock instead of your own lips. Do you ?"

The words made me shudder, and I felt another warning clench deep in my belly .

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