The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... stop thinking about you, touching you and tasting you. I couldn't help but take your dildo back to my room and suck every last drop of your sweet cum off of it. Now all I can think about is tasting your sweet tender little pussy. I want to feel my tongue inside you, kiss that stiff little clit and feel you cum in my mouth...my fingers moved faster now. Please let me eat your hot little pussy. I wanna make you cum Cynthia...Please!"

I was completely consumed by the thought her, building toward my third orgasm in just over an hour. I began to play her role again. "Oh, Leasie, your tongue...Oh baby, you feel good sweetie. Suck my pussy please! Ohhhhhhh, yeeessss, feels so good Leasie...Suck my clit, Oh God yes!"

As orgasm number three washed over me, I imagined sucking her clit then thrusting my tongue as far in her as I could reach while she gripped the back of my head, forcing me deeper, and grinding herself against my mouth and face. My body spasmed, head tilted back, legs spread and stiff as the tickling pleasure pulsed from my clit.

"Oh Leasie, I'm cumming in that hot, little mouth!" I squealed, playing the role of Cynthia again. I could almost feel her hot cum drenching my face as she gyrated wildly holding my face against her pussy with both hands. As the orgasm peaked, I continued to slowly finger myself envisioning slowly lapping up her juices before backing off and giving her a chance to recover.

I was startled back to reality by what sounded like a door ...

... creaking. My eyes popped open as I sat upright, straining to see anything. I listened intently trying to quiet my breathing and pounding heartbeat, terrorized by the thought of being caught. I heard nothing, so got back under the shower and cleaned myself off yet again.

After drying off I wrapped a towel around me and looked in the mirror. I leapt slightly and let out a squeal startled by the sound of a knock on the door.

"It's me. I just wanted to make sure you were ok. I have some great stuff here for the cramps and sore tits." I opened the door and she stepped in, "I'm so sorry Leasie sweetie, I didn't mean to scare you. Are you OK?" she stepped closer.

My face was red and I was completely out of sorts as she stood in her tiny bikini before me. I expected the smell of sunscreen but was greeted by the aroma of her special perfume. She moved dangerously close; her blue eyes focused on mine like lasers. I wanted to grab her. I wanted to pull her against me and kiss her long and deep.

I began to shake and pant trying to look normal, but I just came thrice masturbating to the thought of her and now she stood before me...all that beautiful bronze skin and that tiny strip of fabric covering what must be a completely shaved vagina. In my head, I asked myself, "What's wrong with you? Stop obsessing! You're a hormone crazed little slut!"

I wanted to drop to my knees and peel that bottom off, feel her beautiful perfect ass in my hands as I tasted her sweet juices. I ...