Getting frisky

Me and my boyfriend had been building up sexual tension all day. We were at school and the only thing stopping each other from ripping our clothes off was the phrase “stop, we cant. We are at school”. We sat in English class together, unfortunately having to write a SAC (test). The only thing running through my mind was the thought of him pushing me up against a wall and fucking me as hard as he wanted. I was getting wet throughout the day, my pussy throbbing for his cock, hidden behind his school uniform.

At lunch we found a corner inside a empty classroom hidden so that no one could see us. He rubbed my pussy slowly, his eyes begging to unzip my pants and feel how wet I was. I could see his cock growing inside his pants. I had worn a thong that day, i knew he liked to look at my ass. I knew he was thinking as soon as that bell goes, I can rip her uniform off and play with her juicy pussy. The final bell rang, it was two very hands on bus rides home to my place. We went upstairs, I could feel his eyes staring at my ass as I walked in front of him. I quietly shut my bed room door and I was pulled on top of him. I could feel his hard cock against my pussy, so I slowly grinded on him making him shake and shiver. He pulled off my uniform, yanking my tie to pull my lips closer to his. First came off the pants, then the panties, then the tie, and then the top. My tits fell out of my white button down shirt, bouncing infront of his face. He circled my tits my his wet tongue and slowly caressed my body with his soft lips making his way down to my soaking pussy.....

TO BE CONTINUED...