Emily, the hungry cheater

“Today, this book,” Mrs Judd exclaimed waving Persuasive Writing in her hand.

Emily moaned, “So Ryan’s been away for 2 weeks,” slowly inching her chair closer to the tense John.

“..yeah?” he responded with hesitance.

“Getting pretty lonely,” she leaned over and whispered in his ear as she ran her hand slowly up his thigh, “I miss the touch of a man.”

He looked in front of him to Jared and Callan, and to the side, incredulous at what was happening.

“I need a little help,” she reached over and snatched John’s hand from his desk, sliding it down, under her skirt until his fingers brushed against a stickily, soaked cotton. She released her hand, allowing the curious hand to explore, sliding up and down, along intricate bumps.

“Follow me, two minutes,” Emily muttered before excusing herself to the toilet.

John sat in his  chair, inches throbbing, dumbfounded and deliberating the invitation, still debating the reality of the situation. After failing in his attempt to get any work done, John excused him self from class, carefully sauntering over to the girls bathroom so as not to reveal his stiffening bulge. He opened the door to a lustful eyed Emily. She clasped onto his shirt, locking the door behind him she pushed him toward a corner wall.

Emily dropped to her knees, “I want you,” she squeaked, latching onto his pants and struggling with his belt. John instinctively loosened his belt, dropping his pants. Emily sniffed the tent in his boxers, her eyes rolling back as she hungrily tore the fabric down, releasing the pulsing length with a violent bounce.
Her eyes crossed as she looked into the eye of her desire. She audibly swallowed as prepared, before diving her head onto his dick. John’s head rolled back as he closed his eyes in pleasure, his whole length being enveloped in moist warmth. She backed her head up, releasing him from her mouth before grasping his cock in her hand with a gasp.

He looked down to see her bright blue eyes looking up, “I think I’m in love,” she giggled breathlessly, before lapping her tongue at his balls, sucking every so often. When she moved back onto the cock, her head plowed down against, each thrust driving his pulsing head down into the back of her throat. Just as John felt he couldn’t take more, she jumped up and pressed herself against him.

“I need you inside of me,” she whined breathlessly, pulling John by his hand to the sink before dropping her soaked cotton and bending over, looking over her shoulder expectantly. John nervously inched forward, before pressing his head against her tight pink lips. She threw her head back and bit her tongue, “get in,” she breathed. John slammed his hips against her plump ass, his shaft buried in in her wet pocket.

Emily’s head was thrown back again, a silent scream written upon her lips. Seeing her joyful tears, he quickly pulled back, sliding out slowly, before slamming her again slamming her into the sink.

Rocking back and forth, he relentlessly pounded into her, the slaps of their skin and her hushed squeals echoing through the room. As John’s grunts got guttural, Emily put her hand behind her, and slid out, “P-please…”

She turned around and bent to her knees, continuing to nurse her friend. She bobbed her head up and down, coercing for her thick reward. She tilted back her head and stroked the member rhythmically.

John looked down into her eyes and shot a string of white seed onto her tongue. He threw his head back and continued to squirt. Two, three four, five… her mouth filled with his thick nectar, until he finished, her mouth flooded. She looked up with a smirk, attempting to swirl his load in her mouth, drops overflowing down her chin onto her skirt. One final look into his hazel eyes and she joyfully smiled, swallowing.

Emily rose from her knees, “Yum, thanks Johnny,” she smiled sweetly, “Until next time.” She unlocked the door and walked out, leaving John wet with sweat and saliva, but satisfied.

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