EroticReverie

Elliot

The rest of the day, all I can think about is how I can't wait until tomorrow for more of Jessa, and when I'm on my way home I call her in my car.

"Hi there" I hear her hot little voice answer over the speakers in my car. 

"You busy?" I ask turning the opposite way out of the campus from my home, towards her apartment instead. 

"Yes...writing a paper right now...how was the rest of your day?" She asks.

That's one thing I also really liked about Jessa. I wasn't only cheating on my wife physically, but emotionally too, because I loved how Jessa checked on me, asked me how my day was every day, she noticed my bad moods, and made sure to always sneak notes into my desk with girly little hearts all over them. It was cheesy, but I fucking loved it. 

"It went well...even though all I could think about was you." I tell her. 

I hear her smile in her voice. 

"Is that right?" she asks.

"I need to come over." I tell her. 

She lets out a little laugh. 

"I told you I can't , I'm busy tonight, I have so much homework to do." she says.

"Jessa" I groan her name. 

"Elliot" she mocks me, groaning mine back. 

"I miss you" I tell her. 

"I miss you too" she says. "But I have to get this stuff done, then find time to make something for dinner."

"Let me come over and cook for you....you can use the time you wouldve spent cooking, to let me feast on your cunt." I say. 

I hear the little slight moan. I know she loves hearing me talk dirty to her. 

"Elliot." she says in arugment. 

"I'm already on my way...be there in about 7 minutes" I say. 

She sighs. "You're terrible" she says and I grin as I drive.

"See you soon Miss Jones" I say and end the call.

--

Jessa gave me her only other key a few weeks ago, so I let myself in to the apartment building, and go up to her floor and let myself in. 

I walk into the small apartment and into the little kitchen where she's sitting in a largely oversized grey cable knit sweater, and a pair of grey leggings and socks. She lifts her head when I walk into the kitchen and set my keys down on the table. 

Her long strawberry blonde hair is up in a lazy bun, and her hair is all over the place, little pieces straying, and curling down the back of her head or sides of her face. I smile when I see her wearing her glasses.  She looks so good, sitting there, one foot on the floor, one on her seat, resting her chin on her knee. 

She stops typing on her lap and smiles as I walk over. 

She reaches a hand out when I get closer, opening and closing her hand until she can grab at my suit jacket and pull me towards her. I lean down as she lifts her chin, pulling me in to kiss her. 

"How's my best student?" I ask and kiss her again as she smiles, as I sit down in the other chair at the tiny table she's doing her homework on. 

"Trying to do work, but her teacher is a little bit of a distraction." she says with a smile and then looks back to her screen and starts typing again. Her foot on her chair slides off as she lowers it to the floor. 

I shrug off my jacket and then undo my the buttons at my wrist of my sleeves, and roll them up. I hear her give a sigh and look up. 

"Don't do that" she says as she scrunches her nose and squirms in her seat. 

I laugh. "Do what?"

"I have no idea why it's so hot when guys do that....when they roll up their sleeves." she says and I watch her eyes go to my forearms. 

"I can do it again , if it means youll take your clothes for me." I say with a playful tone and smirk. She looks up at me rolling her eyes. 

I give a slight laugh. "you dont need clothes on to do work." I tell her. 

"So, what's the story you told Rebecca?" she asks, meaning my wife, and what will delay me from coming him this time. 

I shrug. "I'll tell her I got distracted by my hot as fuck assistant, that I had to stop by her apartment to taste her pussy one more time today." I say with a little quirk of my brow. 

She rolls her eyes again, so I lean forward, reach around, grabbing the back of her chair and dragging it to me, as she gasps almost falling out of it, laughing. 

I grab the seat of her chair, turning it, then reach forward pulling on her hips, she stands slightly and slides onto my lap. I smile.

"Much better" I say , my hands grabbing her ass through her thin grey leggings, pulling her further onto my lap, and she smiles and lifts her glasses off and sets them on the table, as my hands are already snaking up her bare back under her sweater. 

I wish I was as excited to touch my wife as I was Jessa. I can't even remember the last time I craved Rebecca the way I crave Jessa. 

My hands slide up her back, then slide forward and I cup her bare breast as her mouth comes to mine. 

"You're a bad man Mister Middleton" she teases against my lips and then bites my lower lip and pulls playfully.

"And you're a bad girl Jones." I say, my thumbs each brushing over her nipples, and I feel their hard little peaks get even harder as I keep stroking my thumbs over them. 

"Mmm" she moans into my mouth , as I then pinch both nipples and then rub my hands over her perky fucking tits. 

"When does your roommate get back?" I ask. 

"A few days." she says. 

I groan wishing I could spend those next two days, shacked up here with Jessa, keeping our dirty little secret, screwing each other stupid. 

Her roommate was barely ever there. Normally worked random shifts at a used book store, and at night was a bartender for one of the local bars. SO normally whenever she was at work, and I was able to, I would sneak to Jessa's to spend time with her and have sex.  We've also had to spend money on hotels on the days that neither of us could stand it, and needed each other too bad to wait.

I'd just gotten back from being out of a town for a wedding, and it was the worst three fucking days, because all I could thing about was the hot young student and assistant of mine waiting for me back here. 

I lift her sweater , pulling it off over her head, and she smiles as I set it on the table and take in the sight of her topless, her bare tits. 

"Fuck you're so hot" I say and then slide my hands to her back, leaning her back slightly as I dip my head down and start to kiss all over her perfect chest.

My lips and tongue brush over her skin and her nipples, teasing them when I pass, barely fucking touching them. 

When she's squirming enough , I let her have my tongue on them, licking over each one slowly, then around them , flicking them for her, the tip of my tongue playing against the hot hardness of her sexy nipples. 

I take one in my teeth, and pull gently as she moan and then I suck it. Hard. Hungrily. 

Jessa moans in my lap and I lift my face from her breast, and she grabs my face quickly and crashes her lips to mine, then her hands go to my shirt, unbuttoning me as quickly as she can, then her hands running up and down my bare chest. I groan as her nails scratch lightly over my chest, then her fingertips push over my shoulders, pushing my dress shirt off my arms, and I pull my arms out and wrap them around her. 

"I love your hot little tits pressed against my chest" I tell her and take her lower lip in my teeth with a slight growl as she moans. Jessa's tits weren't little, but she young. She was 19. I was a terrible, terrible fucking man. But I couldnt stop myself from putting my hands and my mouth all over her fucking body every chance I got. 

She pushes her chest into mine as our mouths kiss each other , both of us going mad for one another as I reach to her laptop while kissing her , closing it, and moving it into her chair , then pushing the rest of her papers, and her sweater off the table as I stand to lift her onto the table, kissing her with my hands on her face as she reaches down and unbuckles my pants. I groan. 

"Not yet, I want to taste you" I tell her when I reach down to stop her from taking my pants off. 

"Fuck that." she says and her hand continues. "I want you inside me," she announces and I groan and kiss her even harder, letting her continue, once my pants are undone and falling down , she pushes at my briefs, I pull them down with her, and she lifts her feet, pushing them down my legs, as I reach down and cup her pussy.  The fabric tight on her cunt, I rub her through her leggings as she moans into my mouth. 

"Fuck me Elliot" she groans. 

"Yes ma'am" I smirk as I pull back from her mouth as she pants. 

I reach down with both hands and pull at the fucking seam of her pants, ripping them open in one go, tearing a I hole in her pants the exposes her entire cunt.

She gasps. 

"shit!" she breathes as I grab my hard cock and she lets me inside of her. 

"Oh fuck" she moans, her head going back as I slide into her. 

"Elliot" she moans my name as I fill her and then she lifts her head and kisses me as I grab her face , she braces her hands on the table, leaning back only slightly, with her legs apart, legs bent at the knees as I start to fuck her slowly. 

"God, you feel so damn good Jessa" I tell her as our mouths part, both of us looking down to where our bodies meet, she moans as she watches me slide in and out of her. 

"my god" she moans and looks up at me and I lift my eyes too. I give a little grin, and she does too. 

"You like fucking my young pussy Elliot?" she asks biting her lip. 

Fuck yes. Here we go, her dirty little mouth is my favorite. The things she says while fucking her, are all stored in my mental spank bank, along with the way she looks at me while saying them. 

"Love it" I say and lean forward over her, bracing my hands on the table too as I start to go slightly faster, each inch of my cock getting drenched by her wet fucking pussy. 

"You like burying that married cock in my teenage cunt?" she purrs and cocks her brow, and then licks her lips, and gives a devilish little smirk. 

"fuck yes" I nod and then kiss her as I thrust faster, a bit harder, the small table moving, banging against the wall as I move faster. She lets out a moan and her head goes back. 

"Yesss" she moans. "Fuck me with that married dick" 

I groan. 

"fuck your little slut Mister Middleton" she whines. 

I groan reach one hand up behind her neck, and her head, making her look at me. 

"yesssss" she grits her teeth as she moans, as I fuck her harder now, my skin slapping against hers. 

"fuck me harder" she cries. 

I stand up straight, grabbing her hips, pulling her ass back to the edge of the table, and then pounding her harder. 

The way her body jolts with each of my thrusts, her perfect tits bouncing on her chest, as her head wobbles with every thrust, it drives me fucking crazy.

"Dont stop!" she cries. 

"Dont stop!" she repeats. 

But I do stop, because if she cums, I will too, and I don't want to risk not being able to get hard again. I need more of her. 

So I slow down and sink my cock into her, holding it there. 

"Fuck...you fucking bastard" she cries and looks at me and I chuckle slightly.

"If you cum on my dick, im going to bust" I tell her.

"So fucking what...do it then." she says pushing her hips up into me. "Fuck me Elliot" 

I grin at her, because she so fucking sexy when shes frustrated and demanding my cock. 

"I might not be able to get hard again." I tell her. 

"God damnit Elliot" she groans in frustration. "I dont care! Fuck me!" she glares at me. 

"Fuck me or get off me, I have shit to do" she says and I narrow my eyes at her. 

"Such a little bitch" I say and licks my lips as she glowers. 

"Then fuck me like one." she says. 

I grit my teeth and do it. I fuck her like I'm punishing her, Driving my cock deep into her, hard and fast, thrusting into her , making the table put a nice big dent in the wall as she screams and throws her legs around me and her arms. 

"Eliiot!" she screams my name as I lift her from the table and fuck her standing up. 

My hands gripping her ass, turning and putting her against the wall as I thrust up into her. 

"Hot little fucking bitch" I growl as I punish her with my cock. 

"Yesss, fuck mee" she cries, as her back is slammed into the wall, panting she grabs my face and kisses me. 

"fuck me you filthy fucking bastard" she yells and I grunt and turn, and lay her back on the table. This time shes all the way on her back, her hands already reaching up, pushing against the wall and bracing herself as I thrust into her. 

I watch how hard her fucking tits bounce on her chest as I fuck her.

"fucking slut" I groan and reach forward, with one hand and put it around her throat as she gasp and groans. 

"yessss" she says, both hands holding onto my forearm , then slipping from it to brace herself against the wall again, so I dont fuck her across the table and bang her head into the wall. 

"I wish your wife could see the way you fuck my pussy" she moans and I grunt, about to lose my fucking load inside of her. 

"The way you make me cum all over your fucking dick" she whines and arches her back. 

"do you fuck her this good?" she moans. 

I shake my head. "Hell no" I groan. 

"Only hot little sluts like you get the proper fucking the deserve" I tell her and she moans. 

"bet you wish you could marry this pussy" she moans. 

My nostrils flare, because I fucking do. 

"I already fucking own it" I growl. 

Her eyebrows jump and she grins. "Yes you fucking do baby" 

I groan and reach down, rubbing her clit. 

"Now cum on my fucking dick" I tell her and she writhes as I fuck her and rub her clit with my thumb. 

"Yesss" she moans and her one hand goes to her breast, grabbing it hard and I groan watching her other breast bounce still as she touches herself.

My phone rings in my suit pocket, and I know it's my wife, and so does she, and that's what really brings over, I know it is. 

She's cumming hard by the third ring, and screaming as she whimpers, and flails, her hips jumping as I let loose, spilling my seed into her cunt. 

I dont stop to answer the phone, I dont rush to call my wife back, I just jerk my hips into the sweet fucking teenage pussy laid out before me, and let the last drops of my cum fill her.