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The next morning both Nia and Jo were nattering on about their evening, with Jo talking of her latest man friend; he certainly can’t be called a boyfriend. Jo, at 20, a beautiful UK-born Ghanaian, is dating a Nigerian-born 32-year-old solicitor, who is simply gorgeous and seems to be treating her right.
Nia, her elder sister, of course doesn’t date as such; sure, she goes for a drink with a guy, sometimes clubbing, and will on occasion thank the guy with a blowjob, but with her problems, full sex is a definite no-no.
But, in truth, I wasn’t really listening to either of them; my mind was as often elsewhere as I nibbled toast and sipped my tea; my phone was on charge in the kitchen.
Ping.
I got up to fetch my phone think about it, slut!’
I reply, ‘God, you’re such a dirty bastard, Kevin!’
‘And you fucking love it, don’t cha slut?’
“Who’s that then, Jess? Someone’s put a smile on your face so early in the day; you must be up to something, or should I say someone, come on, Jess, I know you; we’re besties, and we tell each other everything–remember?”
“Yeah, well, it’ll have to wait; I gotta go or I’ll be late!”
then I legged it upstairs, sat on the loo, and texted to Kevin,
‘Yes and No, I can’t! more time after school?’
Flushed, checked my face, and rinsed my mouth to rid it of toast crumbs.
I headed down, grabbing both my coat and bag, a quick “bye,” then escaped to my car.
No reply to my text, a short ten-minute drive to the school, but long enough to get to think about that hard black cock and the things it does to me, and then, bugger it, I’m suddenly pulling in to the staff carpark area and unaware of how, but, time to be sensible, a mature member of the teaching staff here, not some silly schoolgirl, getting out of my car, I feel the cool breeze, and notice I’m just a bit damp down there!
All morning I kept getting flashes of me sitting astride him, riding that cock to orgasm, or of me standing in front of all the students with his cum seeping out of me, not only soaking my panties but slowly running down my leg, me having to stay behind my desk so no one can see! This alone kept me on edge during all three lessons of the morning, so as the students filed in for the last lesson of the morning, on pretext of looking in a store cupboard, I quickly texted to Kevin,
“Yes, 1240 o/s.”
Two minutes into the lesson, discussing the writings of Charles Dickens book Hard Times, when the silenced phone on my desk lit up for a moment, suggesting a text, which I sneaked a look at ten minutes later, and it read,
“Fucking knew it, Slut, you can’t keep away, you need my dick in you, yeah? right, no panties, better still no undies at all.”
I don’t think I’ve ever clock-watched as much as I did that mornings last lesson, and boy it went slowly, and I even suggested the students start putting stuff away 3 or 4 minutes earlier than normal, so as to dismiss them for lunch promptly on time.
Then, leaving my coat and bag I left everything till later, walking off the school grounds as quickly as I could, walking briskly down towards the bus stop, Kevin must have been watching as he pulled up beside me just before the bus, I got in, did the seat belt up, turned towards him smiling, about to lean over and kiss his cheek, when he frowned, then said,
“Whoa Slut, I see your bra, what did I tell you ‘eh? No undies, why are you here, ‘eh, tell me, why do you tell me to come pick you up?
I mean, I told you no panties, no bra too,”
I see by now we are heading back to F****** Woods, it’s only like 7minutes away from school, so scooting forward and lifting my bum, both hands under my dress, I pull down my panties, and finally off over my low heels, at the same time asking forgiveness, but with only 50 minutes, I didn’t bursa otele gelen eskort have time to go into the ladies, besides I might have been seen,
“Kevin, I’m sorry okay, but need you to fuck me quickly then get me back in time, I promise I’ll make it up to you but right now.”
The car has stopped, I glance around, seeing he has parked us under the trees again, I also see three other cars parked up, two close together the other side of the carpark area, the third roughly half way between them and us, Kevin suddenly speaks out loudly saying to me,
“Stop wasting time slut, get me hard, come on, swallow my dick,”
At that, Kevin tilted his seat back a bit, and started to undo the seatbelt at the same time as lifting his bum off the seat.
I quickly leaned over to using both hands to pull the trackie bottoms down to his knees, as my head was there ready in position, I lifted this heavy semihard cock up off his belly, kissing the head, licking around the now exposed gland, a tangy taste, I breath in smelling that heady musky smell of a horny man, cupping the weight of this black cock that I need so much, I ran my tongue down the full length to his bollocks, licking and kissing each one in turn, breathing in deeply, I love that smell, a mix of natural musk, pee, cum, a mixture of everything I need, making my way back up to the head.
There it is, precum flows nicely, my lips forming a seal over the head I sink on down 3-4″, pause then another 1″, it’s there, it’s touching my uvula, a slight hesitation as I fight the urge to chug, then, just as I start the final plunge, his hands are now on the back of my head pushing down, Kevin telling me to take it all slut, take that fucking cock all the way, holding me there, like 1-2-3-4-5 then releasing my head so I can breathe again, I bob down once more then lift off, because this might cock is now rock hard, the veins ridging the otherwise smooth hardness of this young mans 7″of black sausage!
I was gathering up my dress above my hips in preparation for mounting it and riding it to orgasm. but once again Kevin stopped me saying,
“Drop the seat back then get out, let me get over there then you can climb aboard slut.”
I did as he said, pulled the lever for the seat tilt, it lay back and got out the car, looking about I spot a old guy walking his Labrador along the woods path, me looking back at Kevin could see he was kicking off his trackie bottoms, then crabbed across from drivers to the passenger seat this side, then said,
“Come on, watcha waiting for, looking for your fans, or just anyone to watch you taking this hard black cock in your married white pussy slut, get on in and mount this baby,”
I still looked down at Kevin, he now holds his rock hard cock straight up and ducking my head down to kiss him, my one hand on his nearest shoulder, my other holding the front of my dress up to my belly, then sliding my knee over his hand now holding himself flat to his lower six-pack, having got my left knee to beside his hip, he realigned that hardness against my wet puffed up lips, lifting my foot off the ground and into the car, pulling my other knee and right foot now along his bent knee. I adjust his aim, covering the head with my slimy wetness, bringing my hand that had held my dress up to go to hold his face as I kiss him deeply, at the same time sinking to swallow his cock fully.
Omg, that felt so, so good, 4 to 5″ sliding straight into my soaking wet cunt, a slight lift then back down to take the rest of it, twice more I lifted, then that first wave like a hot flush, that starts deep down inside, but quickly spreads throughout my body, right down to my feet, up through my belly, boobs and nips extend to hard sensitive nubs of pleasure that press hard onto my soft lacy elden ödeme alan escort bra, up the throbbing veins in my neck, my head feels like it could explode, as all this is happening to me, Kevin gripped my hips, lifts, straightening his legs as much as he can, then grunts with gritted teeth,
“Take that bitch, gonna flood your filthy pussy now!”
And feeling that hot flush of man simply flooding me, so hot, I’m cumming, an orgasm that went on and on, my head sank to his neck, my lips muttering into his ear as I nibbled an earlobe,
“So good, yes, yes, so fucking good! You fuck me so good. Hold me, darling, I’m cumming again. Oh, fuck me, my man fucks so good!”
Then kissing his neck, then his lips, oh those thick kissable lips, I lifted my head to look him in the eyes and told him,
“I so fucking needed that!”
We kissed, making out for a few more minutes, and then his phone alarm went off to announce 15 minutes to the bell. Kevin said,
“Come on, bitch, back to school for you, or you want to be late–or maybe not go back there; maybe stay with me; have more of the same, eh? You wanna go again, slut?”
“No, I have to go; now Kevin, I can’t be late.”
Opening the door and getting out, I felt it start, lifting the hem of my dress up high; his white cum was leaking out. I cursed, then he handed me a box of tissues. As he too got out of the car, quickly pulling on his tracksuit bottoms, leaned back in the car to get his trainers, pulled then on, and walked around the back of the car. I’d more or less finished mopping up his cum. When a sound made me look up at Kevin, he had lowered the waistband to under his testicles and was having a pee, right there in view of me, not caring that I was watching.
Pete does that on occasion, I mean pee in front of me, but, almost always he sits just as I do, but we are married, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone else pee, I watched Kevin, it’s like a hose pipe, it’s hypnotic, also a bit erotic, a bit naughty, I had a sudden thought I should be kneeling before that beautiful cock that just given me such intense pleasure, but thankfully before anymore dirty, disgusting ideas, or desires came into my head, Kevin cut them short,
“Yo, stop perving my dick and get in the damn car, cutting it fine for time now,”
With that I quickly readjust the seat to upright and get in, do the seat belt done up, then check my makeup, damn, I should have bought my bag out with me, my lip gloss is bit smudged, one eye liner wonky from when my eyes watered trying to throat that cock!
He starts the engine, we move off towards the exit, Kevin spots the old dog walker, smiles, gives a nod to the old pervert, and says,
“I see a fan of yours has shown up, a bit too late; maybe next time ‘eh,”
I sat in silence until less than a mile from school, we were cutting it quite fine seeing how I needed to fix my makeup and need my bag to do it.
But, I do know that that was incredible, the simple raw naughtiness of what had happened, what he’d done, fuck it was so good, and I so want that all over again, the raw passion of it all, so I said to Kevin,
“I loved it, like a slut I’m becoming, I loved it, and I’m available to repeat that after dark tonight, if you want me that is?”
Kevin pulled over at the bus stop opposite the shop near the school side gate, hopefully nobody noticed me getting out of the car!
I managed to get away with it that day, I got back to my classroom without being seen by other staff members close enough to see any flaws to my makeup, and I had 5 minutes or so to sort my hair, and quick repairs before the bell. I was very relieved to be able to put on spare panties kept in my bag, my other pair I suppose still in the footwell of Kevin’s car, where I taken eskort bursa them off earlier.
Ping.
I looked at the phone even as students were filing in and finding their seats, it read, Ok? no problems?
I replied with ‘No’.
Then silenced the phone besides that, if you don’t go, he might look elsewhere.”
“What you on about Nia? Who is he for starters?”
“Jessica, you’ve gone to a lot of trouble to glam up for a simple workmate drink; new bra, is it?
Fuck Jess, I love your tits, so will whoever you’re presenting them to, and that hopefully is a man, because if it’s female then I’ll get mad, ok?”
“It’s not another woman, ok, I promise, it’s just chat, a couple of drinks, a laugh, you know?”
“So it’s a man; is he black? Another teacher I suppose, that other new start, what’s his name?”
“It’s not a man I told you; it doesn’t matter–I’m not going; I don’t need an inquisition to go for a drink; I’m not going out, so there!”
Reaching for my kimono and putting it on, saying,
“I’ll go do us some dinner and make coffee,”
“Touchy, aren’t we? Tell you what, Jess, love, you get yourself ready to go. I’ll order us Chinese and get Jo to come do your nails properly, ok?”
I just nodded yes!
Then as she turned to go downstairs, I told her, “Don’t bother Jo, it’s not that big a deal; only a few drinks after all; be back for by 10.30, 11 at the latest.” “Coffee down for coffee in 5 minutes, ok, what time are you going?”
“Not sure, I’ll text and find out when and where; I don’t even know where we’re meeting up yet!”
Nia went down to make the coffee, order dinner, and left me to my thoughts!
Now both the girls expect me to go out, I don’t have any choice but to go out, and having nowhere else to go, I’ll just have to message that beautiful boy.
I have no choice but to spend an hour or two with him, and then, never mind, I messaged him the following:
“Well, do you want a repeat performance tonight?”
Soon after I sent it, Jo called upstairs that coffee was ready, dinner in about fifteen minutes, and was I coming down?
“Yeah, coming,”
I said, popping my kimono housecoat on and going down,
“Ah, there you are, so where’s he taking you? Do you know yet?
Has she told you about this mystery man, she has a date with Jo?”
“Oh, you have a fancy man, Jess, go on then do tell.”
“Stop it Nia, stop winding your sister up, and she’s teasing me, and now you, Jo, I do not have a fancy man; look, all it is is someone from the school has organised a get-together, a bit of banter away from the classroom, that’s all.”
Ping.
“Excuse me, I’d better see what, where, when, ok, I mustn’t keep my ‘lover boy’ waiting, must I? haha! I’ll go see if dinner is here yet, ok?”
Heading to the front door and looking through the side window for the food delivery gave me the chance to read the message from Kevin; it said,
“Not unless you tell me the truth, slut, you ask like you are doing me a favour. The question is not what I want, now is it?”
“What the hell does the mean, eh? What is it you want me to say Kevin? Didn’t you enjoy it lunchtime?” When dinner arrived, I suddenly realised that the way I was dressed, I can’t let him see me like this without any money, unless of course I give him a good seeing to, oh sod, I’m getting a dirty mind! Ok, it’s an old lady tonight, his mom on deliveries!
“Nia, dinners here; pay her, will you? Just popping to the loo!
“Ping.
“The real question is, did you enjoy it? Was it what you needed? Was it enough for you? You gotta tell me just what you need now.”
“Tell you what? That I fancy going out tonight, that I’d like to meet up with you tonight? Is that it? For fucks sake, Kevin, take me out, please!”
“Sounds good when you beg me for it!”
“Beg? I was asking you nicely, Kevin, to take me somewhere this evening!”
“Yeah well, take you out somewhere, but why?
What for, just for once, tell me truly, what for, what you do want, where, and why?”
“OMG, Kevin, do I have to spell it out, what why where? You f—ing know why?”