A School Affair

I smiled, "Baby, you are a good girl. My girl."

I reached over and tweaked her nipple and said, "My place, 4:30 PM. Assume the position just inside the door and wait."
 
And that warmth filled his voice and the timbre filled me.

Those words went right down my spine.

"I will be there." I whispered.
 
"Good girl."

I stood back up and said, "This afternoon I want you to press your thighs together every time you think about me. When you get the chance, pinch a nipple as well. Understand?"
 
"Yes, Sir." I whispered.

I squeezed my thighs each time I thought of him. I was in a frenzy by the end of the day. Twice I had to duck into the washroom to wash my thighs.

I drove to his apartment. I stripped and knelt inside the door. I could smell myself and I could see the sheen of wetness on my thighs.
 
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I was in the kitchen grabbing a beer when I heard the front door open and close. Some shuffling and I knew she was stripping and getting into position. I moved to where I could see down the hall and she was kneeling there beautifully.

My cock stiffened in immediate response.

I grinned to myaelf and wondered what her response would be and decided to find out. "Here girl," I called out.
 
He called me like a pet. And I crawled to him. I crawled to him. I crawled to him and put my face on his foot. And I made a begging sound in the back of my throat.
 
I looked down at my bitch and almost came in my shorts. I leaned over and stroked her pussy and found that it was sopping wet, fluid coating my fingers.

I couldn't believe it. In the warmest throatiest voice I had, I murmured, "Gooooood grrrrrrl."

I pulled my hand out of her and dangled my fingers in front of her face, "Clean them up, for me."

As she started, I asked, "This, you like?"
 
I licked my clean, warm taste from his fingers. He asked me if I liked it and I nodded as my tongue flickered across his fingertips and then I sucked his fingers into my mouth and moaned around them softly.
 
Fuck, me, I thought. Could my sex life gotten any better?

It was time to teach her to sit pretty.

"Heel," I ordered as I walked to the living room.

Once there I stripped, relieving my cock of unbelievable pressure. "I am going to teach you how to sit pretty now."

Turning to her, " Straighten your torso and hips so that you are perpendicular to the floor. Lower your head. And now place your hands under your titties, palms up, like your are holding a platter."
 
I crawled beside him into the bedroom. I had almost started to kneel in the position that he had me use before. But instead, he told me to sit pretty. And he told me exactly how to sit up and where to place my hands. I lowered my head as he told me to, but I peeked up at him through my eyelashes, to see if he liked what he saw.
 
Pretty sure I was not drooling, but by now my cock was seeping precum almost like an ejaculation. I closed the distance between us and spread the clear fluid over her lips with the order, "Don't lick me yet."

I waited a moment and said, "Clean your lips now."
 
I used the tip of my tongue to clean off of my lips. Again, I made the begging sounds in the back of my throat again.

I kept my head down. I needed his touch, his words, his eyes. I needed his approval and his arousal.

I needed to forget everything else, except being his girl.
 
This whole scene made me rethink saving my marriage, maybe I shouldn't be as accommodating in Kayla's desire to make it work.

Matters at hand though...

"Now I am going to teach you rut. While sitting pretty, turn around and face away from me."

I waited until she managed to rotate then said, keeping your hips as high as possible, lower your head and toraoe to the ground presenting me with pussy and ass alike for my use."
 
I did as he bid. I laid my face to the ground, with my ass high and my thighs parted just a little.

Again, I made the begging sounds. My hips wriggled just a little. I wanted him to see how eager I was for him.

Those sounds kept bubbling up from my throat.
 
I swatted her ass firmly as I knelt behind her and chided, "I will filuck you in due time, bitch. Await my pleasure."

I took my cock by the base and slid it up and down her slit. Her pussy was pumping quim out so copiously that after a minute my fingers were coated.

I nestled the head againt her opening and reached forward until I could barely grab her hair with one hand. I grabbed a handful and pulled until her back arced and I could grab a second handful, much like a set of reins.

I held it for as long as I could, feeling her fluids collecting on my balls. Then, I yanked back and slammed my hips forwars impaling her instantaneously.
 
I cried out when he slammed into me. Even though it was what I wanted. His cock filled me. And it was just what I needed. I needed his hands in my hair and his cock bottoming out in me.

I needed him to fuck me like I was his bitch.

I whimpered softly.
 
This was indeed rutting. Pure animalistic domination of a she bitch by an alpha. Everything up to but not quite including capturing her neck in my mouth. I was pulling so hard on her hair, a small part of me worried that I would break her back.

The rest of me, including the part pulverizing her cunt didn't care.

Her pussy was so wet that her juices were flying all over the floor, the faux wood flooring sparkled in the light.
 
I whimpered and moaned. I let him bend me and fuck me, and his overpowering me, made me even hotter and even wetter.

He slammed into me over and over, and for the first time, I wasn't just wet, I gushed all over his cock.
 
I felt the spray of her vagina coat me from stomach down to my knees, and it had to be pooling between our knees. My balls slapped up against her clit and back against my thighs. The poor things were going to be bruised later.

But for now, there was violence to conduct on her, no my, pussy.
 
My knees began to slip some on the floor from my own wetness. I cried out softly as he pounded into me over and over and over. I was shivering and mewling. If I had any doubts that he wanted me or that I pleased him, he shattered those doubts.

"More...please...." I whimpered.
 
More she wanted more she would get. I let loose and hammered away as fast as I could. I had never fucked so hard or fast in my life.

I couls feel the orgasm building faster than I could control and hissed, "Cum now damn it," as I exploded deep in her flooded pussy.
 
I did cum. Hard and raw and deep. My whole body shook and I had no words. I was breathless and shaking and had tears that I could not explain running down my face. When he let go of my hair, I slumped against the floor.

I was a quivering, breathless mess.
 
I fell back with a bang and rested against the chair. I looked at Melody, she was slumped on the floor nearly lifeless. I reached over and swatted her ass a couple times, not hard, not soft.

Looking down at the floor I said, "You made a hell of a mess, be sure to clean it."
 
I made myself get up after he smacked my ass. I began by cleaning the mess I had made of him. On my hands and knees, I licked his thighs and his stomach and his cock, licking my taste from his warm, salty skin.
 
As good as the sex was, having her on hands and knees lapping up her discharge from my body, was incredible. I closed my eyes and let my head roll back ontonthe chair behind me.

"Good girl," I cooed.
 
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