Page 36 of Crave

Of course I want to learn,she’d texted, because it had all been so hot.I want to make you come that way.

Now his cock was in her face, thick and veined, even more mouthwatering than on video. But Jesus, it was big. This was no fantasy. She swallowed.

“Aaron,” she confessed, “I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“Don’t worry, baby.” He stroked her hair back from her face, twisting his fingers in the purple waves. “I’m not going to give you any more than you can handle. Go at your own pace for now. Just explore.”

His calm assurance excited her beyond belief. Taking a deep breath, she wrapped her fingers around his shaft. He felt wonderful, silky soft skin over rigid hardness, and it felt so right to glide her hand along his cock. She looked up at him shyly as she ran the tip of her tongue over his slit.

“Fuck,” he groaned.

Gathering confidence, she swirled her tongue all over his firm head. God, he was a mouthful, but his obvious pleasure spurred her on.

She felt deliciously submissive kneeling at his feet, their positions exaggerated: the inexperienced young girl being schooled by the older man. When his grasp tightened on her hair, and his hand slid to the back of her head, she shivered in excitement.

“Good, Mia. Take me just a little deeper. You look so beautiful with my cock in your mouth. Cup my balls and play with them…fuck, yes. That’s a good girl. I have so much cum for you, baby.”

The craziness of it all hit her.I’m sucking my English professor’s cock.

Breathing through her nose, she sank down on him, eagerly licking and sucking his thick shaft, until his cock slid in far enough to nudge the back of her throat.

His hands jerked, tightening on her hair in exquisitely painful pleasure.

“Goodgirl,” he crooned. “Good, good girl. Relax for me, just like that.”

She was unbearably excited as he fucked her mouth, slowly and surely, heaping praise on her each time he reached her throat. But there was so much of him, and she needed to catch her breath, and there was a question she just had to ask…

She pulled free, grasping his cock, and sucked in air.

“Did you want me when I was in your class?”

His nostrils flared. When he spoke, his voice was rough. “I try not to think about my students that way.”

“Right,” she teased. “You pride yourself on being ethical.”

He gave her hair a firm yank. She felt it all the way to her toes. “The key word istry.And the answer is fuck, yes.”

Giddy, she dove down to suck him again, worshiping the thick flesh filling her mouth.

“I wanted to hear you talk, Mia. I wanted to know what was inside that head of yours.” She sucked harder, and he hissed with pleasure. “I wanted to peel off your turtlenecks and feast on the luscious tits I knew you were hiding. I wanted to command you to suck my cock exactly the way you’re doing now.”

And Mia wanted him to come. She wanted to taste the cream that had spurted across her screen so enticingly. But Aaron gripped her hair and pulled her head back.

“That’s enough for tonight, baby. On the bed.”

She let go of his cock and gazed up at him. “How do you want me?”

He swore under his breath. “On your back.”

He helped her onto the bed. Once again, he crouched over her, massaging her cunt with a sure hand. She moaned when two fingers penetrated her, easily this time. Her hands roamed over his sweaty back, his shoulders and chest, with a mind of their own.

“Fuck me, Aaron,” she pleaded.

His face was dark with lust. “I’m going to, Mia. You’re my gorgeous, naughty young slut and I’m going to take you here on my bed.”

He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and firmly spread her thighs. As he grasped his cock, pointing it at her, she clutched his shoulders.

“I wish this were my first time.”

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