My breast swelled as he ran his hands up my shirt. His soft gentle lips caressed mine, wrapping my mind in a lustful fog. I wanted to bite his lips. Hear him moan with need.

I lost control of my hands. They moved down his back. A shockwave ran down my spine when he pinched my nipple.

I couldn’t lose control. Not now. Not after I’ve been so good for the past few months. I had tried my best to keep my thoughts at bay, but today when he touched my hand, I had given up. When he dragged me out behind a closet, I had almost tripped in excitement. He had made one last attempt to control himself. He looked straight into my eyes begging for me to make a move. Or at least that’s what my brain decided to tell me.

Inches away, his rosy lips looked so inviting. While my heart raced, and my body shivered, i dove in and kissed him. I kissed him wildly. He pressed me against the wall, squeezing my hand.

It didn’t take long for our tongues to find freedom. Freedom to explore each other. One hand pinching my nipple, the other found it’s way up my short skirt.

My back arched towards him. I needed him. Fast. My body knew no limits.

It was bottling up emotions for the past few months. This is never a good idea. Because the walls i built have been broken and it’s all gushing out now.

He moved the panty aside, and started exploring.

When he realized how wet I was, he let out a tiny moan. I lifted a knee and wrapped myself around him. I don’t care if he thought that was crass.

It was his cue to slide his fingers in one by one, and my turn to let out a moan. Right now, as amazing as it was to taste him, my head pulled back and my hands grabbed his shirt. Grinding my teeth at the feeling of his fingers hitting my spot, i let out a few more moans.

There was no one around. But it doesn’t mean I should completely let myself go.

My hips moved round and round. I squirmed. I moaned. His crafty fingers lingered and pushed on my spot. My one standing knee was ready to give out from under me and my other knee slid down his legs.

Suddenly, to my utter disappointment, he stopped. And pulled his glorious fingers out. I nearly screamed. The rise of emotions started to fall.

Just then, he grabbed my hand and walked a few steps towards a desk. I didn’t even notice a desk before. He lifted me up and sat me on the desk. It was small, and I could feel my bones on the hard surface. Normally I’d say it hurts but thankfully my foggy brain distracted me. So did my eyes. He undid his pants in what seemed like a slow motion porno. I couldn’t wait. My hands parted my slit longing for him to enter. When he finally did, I almost cummed in that blissful second. He was huge, just as I imagined in my day dreams. My eyes closed, my head let go and I finally felt full. It wasn’t a few fingers. It wasn’t a vibrator while imagining I was with him. This was really him. Feeling him move inside me forced my emotions up again. The fog became thick. He was letting out his pent up energy and I was in heaven. His thrusts kept inching me away from him. They were fast. They were hard. I opened my eyes and saw a glint of a smile in his gorgeous face. I must have made a face. My face, was definitely out of control. He hit harder and harder. I was so close. My back arched towards him.

He chose this moment to pinch my nipple. I burst out moaning, my legs shaking and my body shivering. He moaned as he came inside me.

My face, while still feeling the electricity of the past few minutes, smiled.