Page 49 of Lessons in Touch

I run my hands over her back, and cup her ass tightly. She gasps and drags her nails lightly across my shoulders over my jacket. I pull back a bit and notice her lips are swollen and her cheeks are flushed.

“Rose, you’re a dream…”

“And you’re a fantasy come true,” she replies.

I take off my jacket and drop it on the stone floor. Then I unbutton my shirt, while Rose watches my fingers move. She reaches for my belt, but I stop her hand softly.

“Not yet,” I say, and guide her down carefully. She kneels on the floor and looks up at me.

I unzip my trousers, and pull out my cock. I’m so turned on by our affair that my cock feels almost painful. I wipe a little precum off the tip and feed it to Rose. She sucks my fingers eagerly and swallows hard, like a perfect student.

“You’re such a good girl. Now show me those perfect breasts. Push them together for me. Yes. Perfect. Now play with your nipples for me. Yes, yes… Mmm…. God…”

She’s on her knees. Naked, and playing with her nipples. The sight is incredible. Her eyes are already wide, and she’s looking up at me with that soft, obedient look I always get hard for.

“Spread your thighs, and rest your hands on them.”

“Yes, Professor.”

“Tell me, Rose, have you been playing with yourself?”

“Yes, Professor.”

“How? Show me.”

She lowers one of her hands in between her thighs and inserts her fingers in her pussy.

“Did I give you permission to touch your pussy?”

“No, Professor.”

“Of course not. You know your pussy belongs to me, and only me. I guess I’m going to have to punish you.”

“How, Professor?”

“You can pleasure me.”

I move my hand up and down my cock in front of her. She parts her lips, expecting it in her mouth.

But I don’t give it to her. Not yet.

Instead, I press my cock to her chest. She lifts her arms and pushes her breasts together, which tells me she knows what I want.

“Hold them like that.”

“Yes, Professor.”

I fuck the valley between her breasts with slow and heavy motions. Rose slips her fingers to her nipples and rolls them in front of me. She’s teasing herself now, in slow, small circles.

I groan under my breath. Her tits are warm and soft around me. The head of my cock slides through the top of her cleavage, and the sensation is insane.

“Look at me.”

She obeys and opens her mouth, reaching for the tip of my cock. I allow her to lick it a little, and she savors the precum forming there.

“You’re my filthy student. My wonderful, dirty student… My fantasy-come-true.”

“Don’t stop playing with your nipples. I want you to touch yourself while I use you. I want you to get so hot and horny that you won’t be able to sit for a week without your pussy hurting.”