Vera’s POV
I’ve been tensed and worried for Mr. Blacksmith. This shouldn’t have happened at all.
What was David doing in my school at this odd hour of the day? It has never happened before. Never at all.
He should be at work and not here hitting and cursing and bringing an imminent end to Mr. Blacksmith’s career.
Jeez, David is one hell of a twisted man. I never saw this twist coming but it did.
Now, the man I desire saw me with one of my fuck buddy here in school.
Honestly, I’m not happy
with him. And all the while he’s been in the principal’s office I
was just simmering and waiting to lash out at him.
And I do. I lash out at him, getting him more angry. More riled up. Pulling with a fierce intensity at his strings of control.
I want him to snap. I want him to lose that control he has and lunge at me with his tongue and teeth.
Fuck, I can’t stop imagining how angry sex with him will be. Him shoving his tongue angrily down my throat while I hustle to open his fly and let his cock spring into my palms like a waterfall.
Me tugging and pumping him while he growls and gives me many love bites and angrily thrust his monster, mushroom cock into my vagina.
Fuck! The gleam that took over in his eyes the moment he saw my nipples poking my wet sports parts, hard and sharp. I knew he wanted them.
Despite acting like I was completely angry, even if I was, I couldn’t scratch off the look of hunger I saw in his eyes.
My mind told me that getting him over the edge will make him snap and come running into my embrace and give me the damn thing I want more than any fucking thing in the world.
Him.
His attention.
His manly love…the kinda love a man gives the woman he’s obsessed with.
His cock and tongue.
I know the instant he walked out of the principal’s office and I stealthily walked in here.
I rub my hands over my nipples to make them more turgid, appealing, and attractive that he can’t
in this world resist.
And when he steps into the detention hall, I continue tempting him with my words.
Now…. oh fucking fuck, I swallow, my senses on high alert as he steps into my space.
I look deep into his eyes and I see that primal hunger swirling back and forth.
I try again. Harder this time. “I’m eighteen, David. I want to explore my sexuality. Don’t you get it?” I howl into his face.
Bones poke on the sides of his head as he gnaws his teeth together.
“All my friends have lovers that give them the things and styles they want in bed. Fuck them as they want…kiss them to a point of no return…” I summon deceitful tears in my eyes.
David sinks his teeth onto his bottom lip, glaring at me.
There…his strings of control are slackening.
Oh, man…daddy c’mon don’t
hold back.
Don’t keep this hunger stashed away.
Unleash it on me.
Oh…please…I beg you to put those lips on me.
Touch my sex and see how just the glimpse of you makes me water.
I’m an ocean…an ocean of need. A sea of desire you can swim in… I spill inwardly. My breath turns rag as he comes closer…closer.
The air I breathe now is his scent. That arousing woodsy scent.
The only thing directly
in my vision is his neck and if I crane my eyes up, I’ll see his tantalizing lips.
And I do.
I look up and see him biting on his lips to restrain himself from acting out.
I swallow again, my back pressed against the board and he pins his hands on it, boring his lustful gaze on me.
My nipples are just on their own tingle. My pussy shudders.
I moan unknowingly, and that makes his eyes dim.
You’re almost there, Daddy…almost there. Just do it.
Give me a chance to enjoy you and what you’re made of.
“You see, you’re really being unfair to me. So fucking unfair and I hate you for that.” I sob.
“Kid…”
“You have your own life. You explore it and do with it as you please…”
I poke my finger on his chest and he jolts as if I zapped him.
“You take women around. Do as you please with them. You… fuck and…and…and…”
Oh, now I’m stuttering. I grin as I see him warring with himself.
Damn, this man is so handsome. I use this opportunity to watch the way his muscles flex against his shirt.
“I want to own my life, David. And I want to explore my sexuality.” I yell.
“Shit, kid.” He smashes his tresses with his hand. Mildly creating a space between us.
I feel cold the moment he creates space. I want him back.
“So, this is about sex?” He roars. Stepping further away.
“Yes! I want to have sex. I want it so bad. I’m dying…I can’t keep being a virgin!”
I reserving myself
virginity for you, I mutter under my breath. I don’t want to give him the pleasure of knowing that.
However, a growl escapes David and before I know what the heck is happening, he launches himself on me.
Pushing me into the wall with one tug, he grabs my leg and circles it around his waist and…Oh my God.
David wraps his lips on mine with anger.
“Ahhh, Daddy!” I moan, sporting the feeling of happiness and satisfaction.
Our lips immediately fall into rhythm as we kiss each other with anger. I plunge my hand into his neck, slanting my face to give him unrestrained access to the interior of my mouth.
David takes the opportunity, putting his tongue on my lips, begging for an entree. I grant him, I open my mouth wide enough and he sinks his tongue into me.
He takes my lower lips into his and wraps them between his teeth.
“Ohh….” I whimper into his mouth as he slaps his tongue on mine.
His hand finds my right breast in a rage and he squeezes.
How much I’ve always wanted this. I wanted to have a taste of all types of sex with him. And this angry kiss and make out outmatch what I’ve always thought about.
I can hear his growls…I can feel his bulging hard-on. Oh, this dick that I’ve wanted so much.
A rivulet of milky streamers roll down my thighs. I seek relief
by brushing my nub over his bulge.
He moans at the sweet feeling of the friction.
“Daddy…ahh…my god!” I belt out, thrusting my hips over his. Chips of pleasure falling through my veins.
I skate my hand over his throat, touching, and feeling his marvelous skin…
I cry as he draws back with my upper lip tucked between his and then he falls back again.
The world around us fades. I don’t remember
we’re in the detention hall. I just bustle to find the relief I seek.
The pleasure I yearn for.
I’m getting there. Almost there at the pinnacle of pleasure.
I can feel it rustling through me. Pleasure. Satisfaction. It’s a super amazing feeling I can’t bear not to feel.
Just halfway to my orgasm, David pulls away.
His lips exit mine with a pop.
Suspended in a daze, I find it hard to let my vision become steady. I’ve never had such a drugging kiss before and such a wonderful
makeout.
But then…. why did he suddenly pull away? Leaving me deserted?
Leaving me teetering on edge?
Questions swirl in my mind and I let out one in particular.
“Daddy…what’s wrong?”
David turns to look at me, that primitive hunger swimming through his eyes is now replaced with an emotion I can’t define.
His shoulders quickly turn solid. Strong. Unmoving. He bites his lips for moments longer as if buried in thoughts.
My heart suddenly nosedives into my stomach as he spills the words.
“You’re grounded.”
My eyes go saucer-wide. Confused at best why he’ll ground me.
“What? Why?” I sputter but he turns and orders.
“Follow me, Kid. Now.” He says.
My feet remain in place, my heart shattering. I almost cry from not cumming and from the strangeness of his action.
Does he not find me delicious enough?
“Now, Vera!” He hollers from across the door and I find myself running.