The Protege chapter 3 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 3

... that feels g, good!" She grunted.

I laid my head back onto her shoulder a and began to whisper to her.

"Ms. Cynthia, you are so sexy. I love touching you and pleasing you. I love the way you move that hot little ass. I want you so much it hurts."

Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as she almost sang. "Oooooh Leasieeeee. Aaaaahhhhh.

Her high-pitched moans made me tingle with pleasure. "You're so warm and wet. It turns me on so much knowing I make you that way..."

"Oh yes Leasie!" Her hips moved faster.

"I want to please you Ms. Cynthia. Oh God I love how you move. Please let me make you cum Ms. Cynthia."

Her hips rolled and my finger wiggled on her clit. "Oooohhhh Leasie, Yeessss!"

"I want you to think about my tongue in your wet pussy, tasting you and teasing your little clit, knowing how you turn me on."

"Yes Leasie." She squeaked.

"I wanna taste your cum Ms. Cynthia. Please baby!" I whispered panting.

"I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie!" She sang in time with her hip movements.

"Oh yes Ms. Cynthia, I love the way you move. Your pussy's so warm I love touching you and feeling your hot little clit..."

Her body stiffened and back arched. "I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie! I'm cumming Sweetie! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! yyyyeeeesssss!"

She slid her pelvis down away from my hand as her orgasm passed and I let my hand slip out of her waist band. Her hips dropped ...

... back to the bed and she breathed deeply regaining her composure. I settled my cheek back on her shoulder and sighed.

"God, I love pleasing you Ms. Cynthia. You are so sexy..." I said contently.

She nodded and lay perfectly still. I listened to her breathe and as it returned to normal, I could hear her heartbeat as I drifted peacefully off to sleep.

I awoke to the sound of a knock from room service. There was no sign of Cynthia anywhere, so I looked frantically for my robe and found it on the floor. I scrambled for the door and opened it for a young man in a white button down and tie.

"Good Morning." I said hoping he spoke English.

"Bonjour Mademoiselle, petit-déjeuner." He said.

Not sure what he said I pointed toward the dining table and smiled realizing my scrunchie had come off my ponytail and my hair had to be fabulous.

He unloaded a tray of fruit, baguettes, coffee and juice. I signed, tipped and smiled and showed him the door.

Then, in a panic, I looked at the clock in my bedroom. It was 10:47 AM. WTF I almost slept till noon! I found my phone and there were not messages or texts. I pulled up my e-mails and there were none from Cynthia. I saw her phone and computer bag, so she must have still been at the hotel somewhere.

"Damn it! She's probably in the fitness center." I said to myself.

I thought about joining her but had no idea if she really was there or how long she had been there already. instead I decided to get showered and dressed so I ...