A Good Student Ch. 03

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A jet roared overhead and Emma raised her mouth from mine, her hair spilling over her dark face, her eyes glowing. She touched her nail to my lower lip, looking at me in wonder.

"I feel like two people," she said. "One of me's the good girl David knows in Atlanta. The other one's your whore right here in this motel. How did you do this to me?"

I grabbed her head and kissed her, biting at her ripe lips. My hand slid down to her whipped ass and squeezed possessively. I parted her cheeks and my finger played at her anus. She groaned.

I let go of her lip. "Which one do you want to be?" I asked.

"What do you think?"

We melted together in a kiss, her nostrils flaring, her breath hot on my cheek as her hips pumped against my leg with slow, steady force. She was going to get herself off with or without me and was already well on her way. I could tell by that little shudder in her rhythm. Her finger circled my nipple, teasing it to erection, daring me to do something, and then she raised her thigh still higher till she was sliding the soft inside against my turgid cock.

I didn't need any more arousing. Without a word I slid out from under her and got behind her as Emma laid down on her stomach, spread her legs and raised her ass. I got between her thighs behind her and got myself in position, then bridged over her over and grabbed her wrists and held against them against the mattress.

She was on her chest now, ass cocked up, legs spread. I was on my knees and hands, holding her wrists, my prick waving around over the wet cleft of her pussy like some grotesque boom swinging in the wind, looking for her.

I lowered myself and found her easily. like sliding into a funnel

"Ohh..."

Another jet overhead, shaking the lamps. They seemed to be coming hot and heavy now as I slid my cock into her and she parted her legs even farther, her knees sliding against the bedcover, her ass pressing eagerly up into my belly. I levered myself up over her so I could watch her fingers tighten into fists as my prick sunk home into that tight meaty channel and I started fucking her. Her long hair obscured her face like a thousand strands of silk and she writhed on my cock like a butterfly on a pin, delirious with pleasure.

She was so good, so fucking good, and crazy with the feel of her and her tight grip on me my thoughts suddenly turned inexplicably to all the people in the jets overhead—people with plans, with briefcases full of papers and contracts, money and photographs, people coming and going with lonely and hungry eyes or eagerly running back to families and lovers and dying relatives and newborn nieces and nephews. And I thought of all these people out in the dark and looked at Emma beneath me grunting and snarling as she took my prick and my flesh and she worked herself off on me and squeezed me with her body and I started fucking her hard, hard, squeezing her wrists and rocking the bed, my loins slapping against her ass. I fucked her and I gave myself to her and I melted into her and fused with her—this beautiful girl and gorgeous whore, this woman and cunt and source of life and joy and pleasure. I fucked her and I fucked her and I never wanted to stop, my ecstasy all the more intense because of the filth it grew out of, like a diamond found in the muck, a pearl plucked from the slimy ooze.

"God I love to fuck you!" I gasped. "I fucking love it! And I love you Emma! I fucking love you, you know that? I don't care what you think. I love you, you bitch! I fucking love you!"

They were words. They weren't promises, they weren't agreements or negotiations. They were explosions of breath. Ejaculations, but they said how I felt. They were true. They were truer than most things I'd ever said in my life.

I was close. I was close. It was all I could say. Her name, holding her wrists and fucking her. gasping, almost sobbing—"Emma! Emma! Oh God, Emma!"

"Oh God yes, Conner, give it to me! Give it! I love you too, baby! Fuck me! Fuck me I'm going to come! Take it, baby! Take it! Take me, Conner! I love you! Take me! I love you, Conner! I love you too!"

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AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Best series I've read on this site, best erotica I think I've EVER read. Knocked it out of the park. I've never felt the need to comment before. Honestly, just THANK YOU.

AnonymousAnonymousover 5 years ago
So much passion

This is incredible, it feels real, it feels right. I hope they stay together or and it’s a very poor substitute, that she ditches the boyfriend. You can’t hide what you feel and what you want not without being miserable. Kink is only kink because the masses won’t try or admit to trying something that makes them feel good.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 7 years ago
well now

First one on this site and wasn't disappointed. Damned good.

Absinth3Absinth3over 7 years ago
This guy isn't an author, he's an addiction....

I'm just sayin'...

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
Inspired writing.

Thank you.

Barry

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