“Hey there, little witch,” he smiled.
“H—hey,” I stammered.
“Why don’t you come inside?”
Chapter Seven
Mr. Cox
The way she moved up my steps had me dying for her. My dick was already starting to swell back to full mast. I hadn’t even managed to get myself soft in the time that she’d been gone, and had even thought about jerking off after I sent her that e-mail—that’s how horny I was for her.
But I’d decided to hold out for this precise reason and, as she reached the top of the steps and looked at me, just oozing sex appeal in that skimpy black dress she was wearing, I realized I’d made the right choice in waiting.
“Baddest witch in town,” I smiled as I reached out and took her by the hand. She was warm, soft, and her touch had every muscle in my body tight and my blood on fire for her. I was like a wild animal. After fantasizing about her for so long, I finally had her and I’d be damned if I ever let her go again.
“Thanks…” she whispered.
Still shy, I thought with a smile. Not for long.
I pulled her inside, closed the door behind her and locked it. She was trembling. I stroked her hand and smiled.
“You always were my best student,” I told her. “And you may be in college now, but there are still a few things I’d like to teach you.”
“Oh, yeah?” she replied softly. “Like…like what?”
I pulled her close and inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with her scent. She had either a small amount of perfume on, or great smelling shampoo, but that wasn’t what had me going crazy. Her scent, creeping out from underneath that, was what had me raging for her.
“Like how to kiss,” I told her, bringing my lips to hers. My dick twitched and my balls tightened as I slid my tongue into her mouth. Despite her nervousness, she kissed back hungrily. I could feel her inexperience, but that turned me on. I’d teach her how to do everything—teach her how to be mine. I broke our embrace and wrapped her in my arms, brought my lips to her ear.
“Like how to stroke my cock.” I took her hand and placed it on my bulge and squeezed so she could feel just how hard and thick I was for her. I knew I had a huge load pooling in my balls, ready to give her when it was time. She gasped and looked up at me but said nothing. She didn’t have to; her eyes said it all: you’re huge!
“Like how to suck it,” I whispered, sucking her bottom lip. She leaned in for more but I pulled back, denying her.
“Like how to take it,” I growled, snatching her by her firm ass and thrusting against her. I grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it over her hips to expose her bare sexiness to me. Her skin was soft and I grabbed her hard, spread her open and ran a finger down her crack and under until I felt the wetness of her arousal.
“Like how to come on it,” I said, sliding the tip of my finger inside her. She moaned and laid her head against my shoulder, giving herself over to me. “How to take my hot load inside you, down your throat, on your tits, on your pretty little face…”
Emily writhed her body against mine. She was built like a Greek goddess. I growled and spanked her ass hard with both hands and squeezed until she yelped.
I got down on my knees in front of her and buried my face in her pussy and inhaled. She backed away like she was nervous, but I pulled her tighter against me as her juices wet my cheeks. I flicked my tongue across her slit, just to get a taste of her, and felt my cock twitch as she let out a moan.
“Come on, my little witch,” I whispered as I stood up. “Let’s take you upstairs and get you nice and smooth.”
“Smooth?” she started to say, but I picked her up in my arms and carried her up the stairs and into my private bathroom attached to my bedroom. The lights were off, and I found a lighter and lit a couple of lavender candles I’d set on the sink. I leaned in like I was going to kiss her, but reached past her and turned on the shower.
Warm water sprayed out and I stared into Emily’s gorgeous eyes. My lust for her was insatiable. No woman had ever had such power over me. It was like I was a whole new man, a boy who’d just reached puberty and was filled with hormones.
“As much as I love that outfit on you,” I told her. “I’m going to need you to take it off now.”
Emily hesitated. Her dress was already up over her hips, exposing the most delicate part of her body to me, but she was nervous to show me the rest.
“Come on, princess,” I smiled as I undid the knot on the drawstring of my sweatpants and let them fall to the floor. Then, I slid my boxer briefs off and let my hard, full cock spring out. “You don’t want me to be the only one naked, do you?”
Emily’s eyes moved to my dick and went wide.
That’s right, I thought.
“Do I need to help you?” I asked her.