WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 144: Erotic tutor session (5)

To say that she was a little anxious about her next tutoring session was an understatement. She hadn’t been able to sit still all day and it had nothing at all to do with the tenderness lingering in her ass. Margo had simply never been so excited to see another man in her life. She could pretend not to have done any of her assignments, and that might prompt him to put his hands on her again, or she could show him that she had been up all night to finish the practice questions that he had set out for her. She was overly curious as to what the rewards for her being a good girl was.

Just thinking about him was making her wet.

She was ready and waiting for him in the study earlier than she should have been. She was wearing tights again with nothing underneath it, but this time she had chosen a tank top with cutouts in very interesting places. It certainly wasn’t at all appropriate but she didn’t care. If he put his hands on her, she wanted to be able to feel it.

The sessions went on for weeks without him so much as touching her like that again. He kept laying a hand on her shoulder or knee. Infuriatingly, every time that she got closer to him he would pull away. It didn’t stop her trying until one day she had had enough of their flirting. She was tired of him seeing so near to her and letting her rub her foot against his leg and hardly responding. She knew that he felt it too. She knew that it wasn’t something she was reading into. He wanted her. His gaze would linger on her neckline and she knew that he was imagining her breasts. He wanted her, and she meant to have him. She was done waiting.

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Edmund arrived much the same as before. Taking care in the way that he deposited his things and rolling up his sleeves to his elbows. He moved with such grace it was effortlessly sexy. He knew that she was watching him. She could see the muscles in his back shifting under his shirt, and when he turned to look at her there was that same knowing smile as before.

“I’ve been thinking about you all night.” Margo said boldly. She didn’t care at all that she wasn’t supposed to, or that it was wrong, or that it might upset him. She was breaking his little ‘lady decorum’ rule and she wasn’t going to apologize for it.

“I had a dream about you...” She continued, shifting in her seat as his eyes washed over her. “Do you want to hear it?”

Mr. Edmund pulled his chair closer to her. He moves his knee to force hers apart so that he can be just that much closer to her, leaning in so close that she could smell his cologne. “No,” the corners of his lips upturned into a smirk and she shivered.

“You have to feel this too .... Did you have a dream about me last night?” her tongue ran over the swell of her top lip and she leaned closer until she could feel his breath. She wanted him to kiss her. More than anything and he hadn’t mentioned studying not even once.

“I had something, I’ll admit to that much. You are very beautiful.” “Thank you, I know.”

His hand collided with the inside of her thigh lightly but sharply and she hissed in surprise.

“Then you go and run off at the mouth like that.”

Unless she was crazy, he almost sounded like he was impressed with her for pushing boundaries. “Then give me something else to do with my mouth.” Margo whispered, her hands running up his thighs until she could feel the strain near his zipper. That couldn’t possibly be comfortable for him, and as he wasn’t stopping her - she moved for the button to his pants.

She felt impossibly sexy, his eyes trained on her like that. She felt powerful, that a man like him would want her. That he would be so attracted to her

that she could do whatever she wanted. She wanted to know if he could be soft, as well as the discipline that she had already seen.

Margo pushed the chair back with her foot and slid into the space between his thighs silently, undoing the zipper slowly. She had never actually touched one before, she had never wanted to. Now she wanted nothing more than to feel his cock in her hands. To see what it felt like, to hear his reactions. She wanted to know what he tasted like. She had made up her mind about it yesterday. She wanted him to be her first and she was going to do anything that she needed to, to make that a reality.

Her heart was hammering in her chest as he let her pull him free from his pants. He groaned softly as she wrapped her fingers around the base of him. He was huge, she had never done this before, it was such a powerful, heady feeling. Margo pressed her lips softly against his head, letting her manicured hand slide up and down the length of him slowly, increasing her grip as she moved. Edmund’s head rolled backward. Margo ran her tongue the length of the underside of him. Her lips encircled him as she reached the top of him and slowly took as much of him into her mouth as she could.

“Oh, Margo-” Edmund moaned, her thighs pushed together, her body was on fire, if this was what arousal was she had been missing out her whole life. He hadn’t even touched her, not really. Margo was working up to a rhythm, learning what movements of her tongue would bring about the loudest reaction from him. Fuck she liked hearing him groan.

Edmund moved to sit up, watching her work and keeping his eyes locked on her bright blue ones, she wanted him to approve. She wanted so badly to make him say her name again. Edmund’s hand moved to cup the side of her face, guiding her motions how he wanted them.

“Just like that,” Edmund’s head rolled back again as his eyes shut. It was nearly impossible to take her eyes off of him. The heat was building in her body, she wasn’t going to last much longer without his hands on her. As if he could read her mind, his fingers slowly worked up into the waves of her hair and when it reached the crown, closed in a tight fist around her h