EroticReverie

*commissioned*

"Tell me something" he groans. 

"How long have our visits been making you this wet?" he groans. 

I lick my lips as he trains his eyes on me, kissing my panty covered pussy ever so lightly. His eyes rolling slightly each time, as if he's just laid his lips upon something heavenly. 

"A long time." I admit, and he grins and his tongue is dragging over my panties and I gasp and whimper, when his tongue pushes extra hard over where my clit lies beneath them. 

"You need to be punished for those naughty thoughts Fallon." his voice is husky as he pushes his fingers up over my panties. I nod, he slaps my pussy though my panties and I jump slightly. 

"But I have my own confession" he says, standing, unbuckling his belt. I pant, awaiting the reveal of the cock i've pined over for two years, the cock I know that has been waiting for this day, just as much as I have. 

"Oh" I moan slightly when his cock bounces up ward after his pants and briefs are pushed down. 

"My confession....is that I've always wanted to punish you....in the worst ways..." he groans. His hands reach for my panties at my hips and he pulls them down as I lift my ass slightly. When they are removed , he looks down and examines my pussy.

"Mmmm" he says, one of his knuckles dragging over my slit, then turning his hand and letting his middle finger rub my clit as I moan and look at him, my chest heaving as I pant hungrily. 

"You have...a phenomenal cunt" he groans as he slides his finger down and up into it. I gasp, my jaw dropping and he groans. 

"My god....I've never felt a fucking woman so wet before" he groans and his finger pulls out and plunges back in. I writhe and moan , feeling my pussy drip on his finger. 

"Mister Cole" I moan his name and he fingers me faster, sliding a second one in and I yelp. He shushes me and I bite my lips together. 

"I need it" I pant looking at him

"Mmm, and what's that?" he grins. 

"You...I need you...inside me" I moan and he groans, his fingers sliding out and he grabs his cock and slides it against my pussy. I moan.

"Fuck...your cunt is so fucking nice." he groans and he pushes his cock over it, back and forth , letting my sex slick his cock. 

"I'm going to fuck you without a condom Fallon" he tells me and I moan, writhing.

"Okay" I nod and look at him, licking my lips. 

He groans. 

"You're not on the pill" he reminds me. 

"Fuck me" I moan. 

He groans and then I let out a cry as his cock fills me. Every inch of him, buries itself inside of me. The delicious pain of his thick cock filling me at one, stretching me open , my walls pushed apart by the force of his cock.

"Shhhh" he hushes me. I whimper as he starts to thrust, his hands on either side of me, hovering over my as I lean back on my hands, his hips thrusting into me. 

"You feel.....like...fucking...heaven." he groans and keeps fucking me. I wince as his thick cock serves me the "punishment" i've needed for so long. 

"punish me" I pant. 

He groans and grabs me, lifting me. I wrap my legs around him and he turns, slamming me against the bookcase and I wince in pain as my back hits the shelves, my head slamming against a row of books. I gasp and he thrusts hard, and fast, jack hammering up into me making me bounce on his cock, making my tits bounce. Making me moan. 

I squeak as I try to keep in my moans, my pussy soaking his cock, I can feel how wet I am, hear how went I am as his cock drills into me, his hips slapping against me. 

"You're a bad girl Fallon" he groans. 

"Yes" I pant, grabbing his hair in my hands , our eyes on each others as he fucks me against his bookcase, his cock serving me the best punishment I've ever had in this office. 

"oh, fuck...yes" I moan as he grunts and thrusts even harder, making my back dig into the shelves and I wince. 

"ow" I wince, partially from how hard his cock is, and how full it's making me, hurting my pussy as he keeps destroying it with his thursts, and partially because I'm sure my back side will be bruised after scraping and banging against the shelves. 

"Am I hurting you?" he asks and his mouth kisses mine hard. 

"a little" I wince as he thrusts hard again and I cry out. 

"Good" he groans and pulls me from the wall and his papers and pens, and other things on his desk are crumpled and scattered when he lays me down all the way onto my back and continues to fuck me. 

My back curls and my tits bounce on my chest as he curls his arms around my legs and thrusts into me, his hips smacking hard, his balls slapping my ass as I moan out. 

"F-fuck" I cry out. 

"You're a bad, bad girl" he growls. 

"Listen to you moan for your principals dick....listen to your little cunt soak my fucking cock" he growls and I pant and slam my palms down on the desk as I get closer. 

"You're g-gonna make m-me cum" I pant quietly and gasping for my breaths as it builds inside me, more, more , more, the pressure is there, ready to burst, my cunt squeezing his cock, and he groans. 

Right before I reach the apex, right before I fall into the bliss I've waited for , for two years, he pulls out, and I feel his cum shoot up over my stomach, and I look down , pushing myself up shaking my head. 

"I was going to cum" I whine as I watch his cum decorate my skirt and stomach. 

He groans as the last drops are jerked from his cock by his hand all over me. 

I pant, my breath still heavy and my pussy aching, clenching at the cock that's no longer even there. 

He grins as he laughs slightly and licks his lips, taking a look at his cum all over me. 

"Your punishment.......my reward" he says. 

My brow furrows. 

"Bad girls don't get to cum Fallon" he says. My mouth falls open. 

"But I-" he cuts me off by a wave of his hand and shushes me. 

He turns, grabs his briefs and pants, putting both back on as I sit there, cum covered, in only my skirt and my boots, blinking at him. 

"I'm horny!" I almost yell and he pulls his pants up , zips them, buttons them, redoes his belt and then tucks his shirt back in, straightens his tie all while ignoring me. 

He grabs a box of tissues from his drawer and sets them on the desk beside me. 

"Clean yourself up and get back to class." he says , his hand pats me on the side as if to scoot me off the table. 

I scoff and slide off. I snatch the tissues, cleaning myself up as he grabs my bra and top, and sets them on the end of the desk. 

My nostrils flare as I quietly clean myself up. 

"Don't pout" he says as I snatch my bra and put it on. 

My lips tighten and I turn away and clasp my bra, then turn and grab my shirt, throwing it on over my head as I stand facing away from him. 

I stomp around his desk and bend over snatching up my book bag. 

"Fallon" his voice is a warning. 

I stop in my tracks halfway to his door. 

I inhale and exhale, trying to calm myself. I turn around. 

"What?" I snap 

His eyebrows raise , and he lowers his chin , giving me that "excuse me?" stare, that "is that how you talk to me?" look. 

I close my eyes. I breathe deep one more time and open them.

"Yes sir?" I say as calmly as I can. 

"Before you go..." he says.

I feel a tinge of hope spark in my chest and between my god damn legs. 

I see my panties in his hand, but he opens his desk drawer and puts them inside and then points to my skirt.

"Clean my cum from your skirt."