She turned her head and threw an arm around mine, pulling my lips to her. Her open mouth invited mine and I crushed my lips against hers. Our tongues met and we left our mouths together as we fucked, lost in the throes of blissful passion and oneness.
This is what I’ve been missing, I thought as I filled her, swam in her heat. This is where I belong.
“I’m close again, daddy,” she whispered, her lips against mine.
“Come on my cock, princess,” I told her. “I want to feel that tight little pussy clamp down on my dick.”
“Yes…”
“Be a good little student and come for me,” I growled. “Get me there too. I want to fucking feel it.”
“Will you come in me again, professor?”
“If you milk it out of me, princess,” I groaned. “Milk my cum out of my dick with that tight little cunt of yours.”
“I want it!”
“You know what that means?”
“Yes!”
My soul went aflame and I felt the cum rising within me. Her pussy was closing down on my cock, clenching down like a fist. I was all the way inside of her, our bodies pressed together like one.
“Come for me,” I hissed one last time. And that was all it took.
She exploded, and so did I.
We came together. Lizbeth cried out as her orgasm rippled through her like a building falling down. Her tight cunt clenched down so hard I couldn’t move, and I slid my tongue into her mouth as my orgasm rocked my fucking world. Rope after rope of my hot, sticky load sprayed inside of her, filling every inch of her sweet crevice. Deep inside of her…
She gasped. I gasped. Our foreheads met as our breath caught in our chests as we rolled together through orgasmic bliss, soaring through space together, quivering as our bodies took over. I pumped my baby batter inside of her, both of us knowing the consequences of our actions.
I felt some of it spilling out of her, but it was nothing compared to what remained inside. She was full, like a jelly doughnut, and just to make sure, I kept my cock in her as we both came down, panting like a couple of out-of-shape athletes getting back into running after a summer off.
“Holy fuck,” Lizbeth groaned. “You come so much.”
“You’re damn right,” I whispered. “Only for you.”
“You mean that?”
“Of course I do,” I replied. “You’re the only girl for me now. The only one in the world.”
I felt her open her eyes, and opened mine to look at her. I saw the vulnerability there and wanted to crush it immediately. She had to know she had nothing to worry about around me, nothing to hide, nothing she couldn’t share.
“You don’t have any other girls you need to…teach?”
“How could I?” I asked. “Once you’ve found your prized pupil, you hold onto her. You don’t move on to poorer students.”
She smiled, but it wasn’t enough. We were still kidding; we weren’t on that level yet. So I made a bold move and crossed the threshold.
“I love you,” I said firmly, watching the reaction in her eyes. It was more than I could ever have hoped for. Her lip quivered and she leaned in. Her voice trembled as she spoke.
“I—I love you too.” I smiled. She giggled like we’d just shared an impossible secret. “I don’t know how it’s possible. I mean—”
“I know, Lizbeth,” I replied. “It’s crazy, but it’s real.”
She nodded vigorously. “Exactly.”
“I never knew what I was missing until I met you,” I told her. “And now that I have you, I’m never going to let you go.”