I walked out of the lesson, cum still dripping from my thighs. My pussy was aching from Mr Roberts’ massive cock and the rough pounding he had given me.
I turned the corner, late for my next class. Suddenly I slammed into something hard and felt myself being lifted off the ground. My boyfriend, Cole had pinned me to the wall, his face mere centimeters from mine. His gaze was hungry as his eyes raked over my deliberately revealing outfit. “What are you think you’re trying to do to me? “ He said seductively. “You know, you could come over tonight cause my parents aren’t gonna be home.” Oh god, I thought, thinking about the real reason I was wearing my skirt this short. I smiled at Cole, trying to not look guilty while I was filled to the brim with Mr Roberts’ warm cum. “Hmmm, I’ll think about it” I said and kissed him playfully hoping he would let me go, but he began to grind against me, his cock getting hard against my thigh.
He was gentle as he kissed me, and I realized while he was sweet, he would never satisfy me the way Mr Roberts just had. “I’ve got to get to class ”, I giggled.
Just as I was about to slip out of his reach, when I heard footsteps. They stopped right behind us, and i felt my heart drop to my feet. It was Mr Roberts.
He looked furious. “What do we have here ?” He snarled, his gorgeous face contorted in rage. “Well, I have no choice to report this inappropriate behavior Miss Evers to the head of music. And you Mr …” Cole looked terrified. “Fraser, sir”.