After School with Mr. Smith: Part I - Sex Stories

After School with Mr. Smith: Part I

... excitement as she felt his erection through his pants. She saw his jaw tighten and she parted her lips, pleased to have gotten a reaction like that from him. For a few more moments, she teased him, rubbing her hands against the tightening bulge between his legs. Finally, she brought down her other hand and unzipped his pants. His penis peaked out through his boxers, making her breath even more ragged. It had a positive effect on Mr. Smith, too, as he groaned, glad that she had finally released his dick. Fear made its way back into her gut as she looked at his eyes, so full of lust and yearning. Her smile faded. This was it. With a final motion, it would finally begin. Mr. Smith saw her fear and held her face in his hands. “It's all right. Taylor, it's all right. I promise to be slow.” He pulled her closer to him so that his cock was rubbing against her clit. She whimpered and closed her eyes in a moment of ecstasy. Mr. Smith groaned in reply. He slowly moved his hips up and down, rubbing his throbbing member against her swollen lips. He slowed to a stop, then lifted her on top of his cock. It rested at her opening. Through gritted teeth, he let out a growl. It took all his restraint to keep from ramming into her. He wanted to be gentle, to not traumatize the girl. “Look at me.” Taylor opened her eyes, still lined with fear. Her lips quivered and her body shook with anticipation and apprehension. His head was now inside of her. She could feel herself already stretching ...

... beyond her comfort zone. She wanted to tell him to stop. It was going to be too painful. Slowly, he pushed into her even further. Taylor inhaled sharply, clenching her teeth and shutting her eyes. With a final motion, Mr. Smith penetrated her completely. She let out a pained cry. Her hands clawed madly across his back and she held onto him tightly, burying her face into his neck. He pulled her face away from his neck and kissed her as he began moving her up and down along his cock. Tears began forming at the corners of her eyes, but he ignored them and continued focusing on her lips and the tightness of her pussy. Taylor's clawing became less desperate and she simply hung onto his shoulders. The pain had almost completely subsided as he thrust into her over and over again. She was so wet, his cock slid in and out of her easily. She began calling his name in between pants. “Mr. Smith... Mr. Smith, Mr. Smith. Oh, god.” He pumped his cock hungrily into her quickening his pace when it was clear she had gotten over the pain. It was the tightest pussy he had ever taken. Her juices flowed around his cock, making him thrust into her even harder. Her moans only further egged him on to go harder into her until her tits were bouncing up and down furiously. Her short, staccato cries filled with room and mingled with his own grunts and moans. He alternated between sucking her breasts, nipping her neck and taking her mouth. “Mr. Smith, I'm- I think I'm-” She gasped, “I'm coming!” She nearly ...