Page 117 of Hot Four Teacher
As I stand under the spray of water in my shower, I try to quiet my thoughts of Michelle. I’ve been half-hard ever since we started dirty texting earlier, and now that I’m sitting here really thinking about it, my cock aches to be touched. I’m about to take the matter into my own hands just to get some relief.
I’m no stranger to jerking off. I’m a guy, and I was single for a hell of a long time, but since meeting Michelle, I haven’treally felt the need.
Now that we haven’t seen each other in a couple of weeks yet have been talking about sex all the time, I’m about to lose my mind.
Just as I’m about to take the base of my cock in my hand, I’m distracted by a noise that sounds like the front door. I must be hearing things, though, because I know I locked it.
The moment I grab my dick, the bathroom door quietly swings open. I can see it through the frosted glass of the shower door.
I crack it open to see Michelle who is already taking off her clothes.
She looks at me and smiles. “Sorry. I used the key in the turtle.”
Damn, I’m crazy about this woman.
As she’s taking off her underwear, I hold out my hand for hers. “Don’t you dare apologize. Just get your ass in here.”
I pull her in and immediately crash my mouth on hers. My tongue slips inside. Our hands are everywhere all at once, not sure what to focus on.
“Fuck, I missed you so much,” I whisper between kisses.
“Dane, I need you,” she moans.
I pin her between myself and the wall of the shower. Bracing myself above her head with one hand, I use my other to move between her legs. She parts her thighs for me, so my fingers can lightly stroke her clit.
Her nails dig into my shoulders as she struggles to stay vertical. She’s already so wet, and it has nothing to do with the shower.
I push two fingers inside, drawing a breathy moan from her. The water running over her curvy body while she writhes against the wall is an image that’s enough to drive me insane. My cock bobs between us, anxious to be inside her.
I move my fingers just the way she likes and rub my palm against her clit. She grinds on my hand while holding onto my shoulders for dear life.
Her moans are even louder when amplified by the shower.
“Yeah, baby, let me hear it,” I encourage.
She cries out my name over and over again, and I enjoy every second of it.
When she calms down, she says, “I need you to fuck me. Now.”
I reach over to turn off the water. “Come on. Bedroom,” I tell her. Foreplay is fine, but shower sex is better in theory.
I step out first, hooking a towel around my waist before wrapping Michelle in one, but the second we hit the bedroom, she rips it off and presses her body against mine again.
She pulls the towel from my waist and wraps her hand around my cock. My eyes roll back in my head as she begins to stroke. I have to stop her after a minute before I lose all control.
But Michelle is clearly trying to drive me insane. That becomes apparent when she gets on her knees in front of me. Without using her hands, she takes me into her mouth.
A deep moan emanates from my chest as she takes me as far as she can. She moves slowly, drawing me to feel every single touch.
Every single teasing touch.
“Michelle,” my voice gets caught in my throat when the head of my dick drags along her throat. “Baby, as much as I love you sucking my cock, I’m not going to last long with you doing that.”
When she looks up at me with a devilish grin, I think that she’s going to keep going just to drive me fucking nuts.
She starts by giving one long, slow lick all the way from my balls to the tip of my head. She keeps eye contact the whole time.
“Fuuuuck,” I groan.
