Page 8 of Claiming His Reunion Obsession

“It’ll encourage students to fornicate…”

“They’ll be all over each other in there, who’s gonna supervise them?”

In hindsight, I couldn’t agree more, but I’m grateful they made the right decision, for our sakes.

Tonight.

“I want you Quinn,” Chelle murmurs into my ear. “In here…” she moans, grinding herself right onto my hardness, making it feel like I’ll explode right through my jeans at any moment.

“I want to fuck you Chelle… right here… make you mine and claim you properly. I’m gonna fill you so full of my seed.” I groam, hardly believing what’s coming out of my mouth let alone the pressure I feel building from my swollen rod.

“Ahh… Quinn, I’m gonna…. It’s…” Chelle’s whole body starts to go rigid, she’s about to come and I know I haven’t got a lot of time.

I lay her gently on the highest, biggest chair and get on my knees in front of her as she wraps her legs over my shoulders, pulling me towards her fuming mound as I pull her panties to one side, making her gasp and shudder some more.

“Hold on baby,” I growl, “I want to taste your come in my mouth… don’t you waste any of that sweet juice without me.’

My heart’s pounding in my ears and in my chest like a damned drum. My hands shake but I feel my firm grip on her perfect ass, kneading her cheeks as I press my whole mouth over her quivering pussy as she jerks her whole body back, stifling a scream and gripping my hair with both hands, grinding her sweet pussy harder, right into my face and mouth.

Working her clit with my tongue, I feel her relaxing into the new sensation, savoring her juices, I know she has more pleasure ahead before she’ll climax.

I want to free my aching cock, to ready it for her. I can feel the strain against my jeans, saturated now with my own precome, the feeling of her in my mouth, the pressure building as my balls rise up. I have to focus on her own pleasure, willing myself not to come until it’s time.

Until I can put my seed inside her, where it belongs.

Chapter Seven

Chelle

The feeling of Quinn on me, his tongue, his mouth and his hands working my whole body. It’s too much. I’ve never even touched myself, let alone had anything like this before.

I’m floating. Died and gone to heaven, I tell myself, but my own thumping chest, that jungle beat coursing through my whole body, white hot at the apex of Quinn’s mouth on me, it tells me I’m more alive than I’ve ever been and something magical is about to happen.

Just like his kiss, his huge body holding me close, his understanding of just how I feel, Quinn’s sensitive to my own rising tide of arousal and when we both feel the waves about to crash, he peels my lips even wider open, drawing another shivering gasp from me.

Using extra pressure from his tongue and lips on my clit as he grips my ass with a force that makes me want to come for him. Makes me want to give it all to him, right into his mouth.

Hearing him growling, making that low sound as I feel it finally pop. That huge wall of energy and emotions, washing over me, through me and out of me. It’s inside me and outside of me at the same time. The most incredible, sensual and happiest feeling I’ve ever had, and I’m sharing it with Quinn, he’s right here with me.

A part of my new life, my journey towards being a true woman.

I’m shaking like a leaf, half laughing and half crying at the same time. I can feel hot and cold rushing over me all at once and my teeth start to chatter, almost like I’m cold.

Quinn takes all of my climax into his mouth and using his hands, he continues to pleasure me all over until I come down, gradually realizing that this is what my first orgasm feels like.

I tug on Quinn’s ears, lifting him up so his face is level with mine, making me jerk and twitch still as his whole body presses hard against my sodden pussy.

His clothes, shirt, everything still on him, I’m worried about how he’ll look at me, but he presses his mouth against mine in response.

“I want to have you all over me, all the time. Every day,” he announces. Nibbling on my neck eagerly and pulling down the top of my dress, freeing my girls in one movement, which makes it Quinn’s turn to gasp aloud in wonder, and with an instant, firmer edge to his arousal.

He kisses me hard, letting me taste myself on him and making my whole chest stiffen by degrees as his mouth moves down to give my nipples the same treatment he just gave me down below.

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