WILD PLEASURE {short erotic stories} Chapter 49: FUCKING THE CLASS NERD (3)

CHAPTER 3

I leave my bike near the porch. While Brie tries to put the key in the lock, I

come up to her from behind, breathing gently on her little neck.

“Let me help,” I tell her in a soft voice, covering her hand with mine. I feel

her trembling, and I take matters into my own hands. I open the lock and

like the gentleman I am, I let her pass first. Brie quickly gets into the house,

and I follow her.

There is complete silence in her house. I hear only our breathing and the

ticking of the wall clock in the living room. Tension is growing between us,

but Brie doesn’t utter a single word after her lunch offer. Perhaps she

wishes that she hadn’t invited me in.

Not wanting to fight with my boiling hormones anymore, I turn Brie around

and push her to myself. A spark flashes between us and at this moment, I

firmly kiss her on her lips. She moans, trying to struggle out of my grasp,

but I growl unable to hold back any longer.

I continue to kiss her, entering my tongue into her mouth as my lips open

her sensual ones. Brie finally surrenders to her desire, giving me access and

my tongue begins to waltz with hers.

I feel the warmth of her mouth. Her tongue is so silky and smooth that my

cock stirs again.

Damn! I didn’t think I will make it to the bedroom at this rate!

When I touch her soft breasts and begin to massage them, she catches her

breath. They are so small and plump, and they fit into my big hands

perfectly. I groan. Brie barely manages to grab my shoulders when I put her

on the sofa and settle between her thighs. I continue to kiss her, going down

to her neck and then to her thin collarbone, without stoppingShe is so sweet that I could kiss her all day.

I lift her up to remove the jacket from her thin shoulders. I reach my hand

towards the crotch of her blue jeans, and she is immediately frightened of

my pressure and stops my hand.

Brie looks at me in horror, but I cease to calm her down.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I ask her gently, keeping eye contact. “You crave it,

don’t you?” I start to stroke her thigh as if teasing her, pushing her to agree.

“I… I…” she stutters again, addressing me with her sky-blue eyes. “I have

never done this before,” she sighs heavily, without taking her eyes off me.

“I knew that before I fingered you during the Zoology test.”

“What is fingering?” Brie fluttered her long black eyelashes.

“You don’t know what fingering is?” She really doesn’t get anything about

sex. It would be fun teaching her.

“No.” Brie lowers her head and starts to draw different lines with her nail

on the plush drapery of her couch. She is ashamed.

I take her chin, lifting her head up and gaze directly at her. “There’s nothing

to be ashamed of, Brie. You believe everyone in our class understands all

there is to sex?”

Brie nods and I smirk at her naivety. She’s a newbie.

“Fingering is stimulating the vagina with fingers to turn a girl on and bring

her to orgasm,” I explain to her and Brie begins to breathe faster. She

remembers that I did it for her in class and she is excited.

Oh, baby! I would do it again if you let me.

“I see,” she says and swallows hard, afraid of what will happen next.

I smirk at her, getting closer and she suddenly gives a jerk.

“Jer, don’t smile at me like that.”“Why not?” I raise my black eyebrows, waiting for her answer.

“Your smile…burns a fire in me,” she confesses and bites her tongue.

She didn’t wish to say it, but her words cannot be taken back. I’m

astonished at how much I have influenced her.

I grin to myself. You got pinched, Brie!

“If you knew how you affect me…” I say gruffly, taking her hand in mine

and run my fingers through her little palm. “I want to kiss these little

fingers…” I confess to her and make a bold move, bringing her hand to my

lips. I gently kiss the tip of each finger, not missing any of them and gaze

straight into her eyes.

The air heats up between us, and Brie cannot hold it in either.

She throws herself at me, grabbing my head in the trap of her hands and

passionately kisses me on my lips. She quickly realizes that I may take her

impulse as the answer to my question about her wanting sex and she tries to

break away from my lips. I don’t let her. I kiss her back, grasping her fragile

waist and hug her.

While our tongues waltz with each other, I take one hand away from her

waist, running it to the edge of her t-shirt and lift it up. She moans into my

mouth, but I try to keep my dick in control, although it’s nearly impossible.

It’s already pushing against my jeans and is getting bigger, not allowing me

to think straight.

I tear myself away from her lips and see her beautiful breasts hidden by the

bra. I take off her T-shirt and without delay, draw aside her bra, reaching up

to her nipple. I take her nipple with my fingers and gently twist it, making

Brie curve her back. She is barely able to tolerate my caresses.

While I torment her nipple, my other hand reaches for her jeans, and I

unbutton it, penetrating inside. I feel her strain under me.

Damn! Her panties are already wet, and I haven’t even started to give her

real pleasure!I continue to excite her, sliding my hand into her panties and touching her

entrance. She whimpers when my finger penetrates her, following its own

rhythm. I go on until Brie picks up the rhythm of my fingers, moving along

with it and soon groans, throwing her head back.

She is turned on by the orgasm now, but I hold her body, gently putting her

back on the couch. She begins to roll up my t-shirt and takes it off fully.

She licks her lips, gawking at my abs.

Is it really that appetizing, babe?

“I’m all sweaty. Don’t you mind?”

I’m conscious that she can smell my sweat and I thought that it might be

creepy for her. Brie leans forward towards my jeans and unbuttons it. She

doesn’t seem squeamish, and I admire her courage.

She undresses me, and I’m on my knees, obeying her hands. She gently

takes off my jeans and waits for my command. I give her a hint to take off

my boxers simply for the fact that I cannot wait any longer.