EroticReverie

*commissioned*

The next day at school I can’t stop fucking being distracted by Sam as I give my lecture.  All I can think about is her mouth on my cock, my mouth on her pussy and how badly I want to cum inside of her again.

Yesterday we fucked like it was our last day on earth.  Each of us giving the other orgasms we lost track off.  Only stopping to piss, eat or take a short break.  The whole house smelled like sex and I did nothing to try and hide it. Because I had wanted my wife to smell her.  To smell Sam’s pussy and sweat mixed with my sweat and cum. Wanted her to inhale my sins without even knowing.

If she noticed the scent of us , she hadn’t said anything. And again, part of me wondered if she’d even care at all.

I hated the man I was.  But I couldn’t find it in me anymore to feel sorry, or feel guilty. My marriage was never a truly happy one. Once I met Sam, I’d realized just was I was missing.

There was no saving what I had with my wife.  She couldn’t make me happy.  And I obviously couldn’t make her happy either.

Sam consumed me in a way that nobody ever had and I was pretty sure she felt the same. But part of me feared neither of us would ever leave our spouses , that we’d settle for the stolen kisses and sinful fucks when we could get them and that would be it.  But the fantasy was more than that.

It was her.  Starting over. Giving us each a chance at the love we deserved. Not the “love” we had settled for.

Once class was over I’d put her on my desk and stood between her legs. It was crazy how magnetic we were. How our bodies yearned for one another’s every second of the day.  

I knew when I slid my hand up Sams dress I would find her without panties. Because she’s sent me a photo this morning of up her dress , letting me know.

“Great class today sir” she says quietly as she spreads her legs wider allowing my hand to slide further along her thighs up toward her cunt.

“Thank you” I say as my knuckles brush her pussy and I watch her inhale at my touch and lick her lips our mouths close but not touching.

I turn my hand palm up and let the tip of my middle finger slide up her slit.  She’s already thoroughly soaked.

“Sam...” I give her a slight faked disapproving stare as I bring my head back, moving our lips further apart.

“You’re wet.” I say feigning shock and mock disgust.

She nods and bites her lip, pretending to be ashamed.

“We’re you even paying attention to my lecture, or were you simply sitting there with a wet cunt waiting to get fucked?” I ask as my fingertip gently pushes around her swollen clit and she breathes slightly faster.

“I-“ she starts 

“Shut up” I say sharply , cutting her off and sliding my finger down and pushing it up into her , all the way, hard and deep and she gasps and then leans slightly back on her hands.

“Dont fucking talk” I snarl. Role playing just a bit as I look down , pushing up her dress so I can look at the mess she’s making on my finger.

“Look at you” I say as I pump my finger in and out of her pussy.

“Soaked like a fucking whore for your teacher” I growl.

She moans and keeps her mouth shut and watched my hand as I slip a second finger in.

“Came to school today just to get this little cunt played with didn’t you?” I groan. And she nods.

“Think this pussy is gonna get you an A?” I ask, role playing at bit more.

“Cause it won’t” I say.

“You’re nothing but a dumb little slut” I tell her and she moans and her hips push up and she rides my fingers as they pump in and out of her.

“Stupid...fucking...whore” I groan between thrusting my fingers making her moan and writhe on my desk.

“You’ll get the grade you deserve...and this pussy will get what it deserves” I say and she moans.

“But I need to pass this class professor” she pants.

“What you need to do is lay back , so I can taste the mess you made between your fucking legs while sitting in my fucking class” I growl and she obeys , excitedly moving back slightly and laying down over my papers.

I look at her. She’s fucking perfect. And I fight the grin on my face or from saying so , keeping with the angry professor role I’ve went with.

“Why are you so fucking wet Samantha?” I ask as her legs are spread, feet on my desk. I start my hands at her ankles and slip them up her lower legs to her knees and back down as I stare at her cunt glistening and dripping with her arousal.

“I want you to fuck me professor.  So bad. I want it so bad.” She whines.

My hands slide back up and I lean forward and bring my head between her legs and inhale and she groans  

I don’t say anything else because I can’t wait any more , and I bring my mouth to her listening to her moan as my tongue drag up her center and stops at her clit and pushes against it as my fingers spread her wide.

“You taste so fucking good Samantha” I groan and she reaches to my head , grabbing my hair and gently grinds my tongue.  

​“naughty fucking girl” I groan and suck her clit making her hips jump and she squeals and curses.

“Professor” she moans.

I lick her clit over and over , my tongue purposefully teasing , purposefully dragging slow upward licks over her clit.

“Mmmfuck Patrick” she moans my name.

“Fuck me.  Please.  Fuck me” she pants.

But I continue the slow torture with my tongue , continue to savor her taste, letting my tongue go down and into her. Tongue fucking her heavenly , but sinful , warm, wet, delicious pussy.

Her fingers tug my hair and she curses , her back bowing as she lifts her chest and her breaths come rapidly as she strains to take more of my tongue, even though we both only know it only goes so far, not nearly enough to give her what she craves.

I suck at her pussy, lapping up her juices as they continue to soak her pussy keeping her ready.

“Fuck me. God.  Please Patrick. I need you. “ she whines.

“Professor” she moans as my tongue slides out and goes back to her clit and works it faster than before, flicking my tongue over her and looking up, but only seeing her chin lifted in the air as she arches her back and squeals as I continue my work on her clit.

“Please!” She cries.

“Put your cock inside me” she begs.

“Fuck me” she pleads.

“Screw me on your desk professor” she whines.

I groan and suck her clit hard and then gently bite it making her tremble.

“Je-sus” she breathes and groans and bucks her hips and fucks my mouth with her cunt frantically. Desperately.

“Patrick!” She practically screams and I let her , not reminding her were in the classroom and people could be just outside the doors passing by.

When I pull open my desk drawer she lifts her head at the noise and I lift my mouth from her pussy and grin as I lift the ruler from the drawer.  A simple cheap wooden ruler.

She squirms.

“Mmfuck” she moans and I grin and then lick my lips as I slide the ruler along the skin of her inner thigh and she inhales and jumps slightly when I smack the sensitive skin just a little.

“We’re gonna spank this little pussy of yours.  Discipline it for being so fucking wet. You should be ashamed.” I tell her and she groans.

I push her legs open further and grin and slap the ruler over her inner thigh again and she hisses.

“Spread your fucking pussy Samantha.  We have to make sure we’re getting a nice clear spanking on that swollen clit of yours.”