The door opened to his room and he slammed her on the wall next to it. His hands slipped around her waist, the silk dancing along his skin. He ground his body up to her, shoving his hard cock to her thigh and seeking her mouth.
She kissed him back, lips still tasting of the red wine. Her hands flicked along his body, jerking his shirt from his pants. He felt it drawing along his skin, then the warm air kissing his bare belly.
“Oh, David,” she whispered. David silenced her with a kiss, spreading his hands across her large breasts. His fingers curled over the fabric and he pulled it open. Her breasts spilled out into his hands, warm and soft. He could feel the swollen mounds in his hands and felt hours of fantasies coming true.
He broke the kiss. “You know I dreamed of this.”
She smiled, panting beneath his body, “I thought about it myself, but it was back on those summer days. I always hoped that, if the right things happened, we could be doing this on that desk of mine.”
He moaned and pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders, pulling them down to expose her body to the air. She gasped and he drew her dress down to her stomach.
“Though, I imagined you on your knees most of the time.”
Her lip curled, “Fancy a blow job?”
“Always.”
Then he moaned as she slid down the wall, dropping to her knees. He gasped and watched as she pulled open his pants, freeing his hard cock from his pants. She licked her lips and held the base with both hands, cupping his balls with her fingers.
“You are beautiful,” she whispered then leaned forward to kiss the crock of his cock. David moaned as she tilted his cock up to kiss down his length, her hot mouth caressing and leaving tiny moist badges on his sensitive skin. Her lips opened slowly along his balls, sucking one plum into her mouth and sending tiny shivers of pleasure coursing up his spine. She rolled it in her mouth, her tongue exploring his testicles before moving to the next. He watched precum oozing down from the tip of his shaft down her fingers, rolling droplets over her skin and splashing on her cheek.
Deborah looked up with a sultry look, then lifted her body. Her lower lip trailed along his shaft, dragging on the skin until she reached the top. Tilting it back down, she pressed it into her open mouth. She smiled, then slid forward and he watched as his cock disappeared into her mouth.
“God,” he whispered, “you are so beautiful yourself.”
She slid his cock from her mouth and looked up. “Call me Miss Timber?”
“Yes, Miss Timber.”
She grinned broadly and slid his cock back into her mouth. It felt hot and slick as she pushed her lips down, engulfing more until her lips pressed down tightly at the base of his shaft. He grabbed the wall above her head, leaning into her as she bobbed down on his shaft.
“Oh, Miss Timber,” he gasped. She jammed herself completely down on his cock, lapping at it with her tongue and sending him quickly toward a crest of pleasure. His right hand dropped down to her, wrapping his fingers in her hair. She looked up at him, keeping her eyes locked with his, and pumped her mouth up and down him.
“I'm going… I'm coming…”
She accelerated her sucking, bobbing up and down. He could feel his tip brushing against the back of her throat and he finally couldn't hold it back anymore. His hands grabbed her head tightly and he plunged deep into her mouth as he came.
He groaned as he pumped into her mouth. Deborah sucked him, gulping as he filled her mouth. After long, pleasurable minutes, he pulled his glistening shaft from her lips.
Deb leaned back and licked her lips. Her hands reached down to push her dress further down her hips, exposing the sparse hairs above her sex and the curve of her breast.
David looked down to her, admiring the smile she favored him with and the swollen breasts shadowed by the lights of the hallway. He chuckled, remembering the door, and closed it. He held out his hand for her and she took it. Pulling her up, he pushed her against the wall once again. His hands cupped her breasts and kissed her again.
“But, Miss Timber,” he said with a grin, “there are a few other fantasies I'd bet you'd like. Maybe some of yours?”
Her lips parted with anticipation. She whispered softly, “I have a few.”
“Anything specific?”
“I-I'd always dreamed about you trying to,” he took a deep breath, “bribe me for a better grade.”
He grinned, “I have an idea…”
David pulled her from the wall. She followed as he drew her to his desk. She stared with confusion as he turned her around, pushing her back until her ass bumped on the edge of the desk. He grinned and slid his hands underneath her buttocks, squeezing tightly and picking her up to set her on the very edge.
“Oh, Miss Timber,” he said in a soft voice, lowering his body to his knees, “I really need that ‘A’.”
She whimpered, her legs parting even as he settled into place. He ran both of his hands on her thighs, parting them even more and lifting the fabric of her dress out of the way to look down at her wine-colored lace underwear. He breathed in the smell of her excitement: tangy, sweet, and salty all at the same time. His fingers shook as he ran his fingertips along the edge of her underwear, pulling the lace aside to reveal her hot, swollen lips underneath.
“Oh, David,” she gasped. She grabbed the edge of the desk as he brought his lips to her sex, running his tongue from the base of her slit to the very tip. He watched as she threw back her head, panting. David squeezed her thighs and licked harder, seeing out the tiny fold of pleasure nestled above her innermost opening.
Deborah writhed on the table, holding it as she whimpered. He lapped, sucked, and nibbled his way across her sex. Finally, he latched his lips around her clitoris and sucked on it, flicking it with his tongue until she spasmed. Experience with Naomi and Christina helped guide him as he slid two fingers into her channel, pumping slowly as he rubbed it against his teeth.
She whimpered and grabbed his head, guiding him the spots of her pleasure. David obeyed in the sound of his slurping. It took her longer, but not much, before he felt an orgasm growing inside her. The tensing of her body. The tiny whimpers escaping her throat. Even the trembling of her thighs. Then, she mimicked his own motion and grabbed his head with both hands as she flooded his mouth with her juices. David gulped and lapped, trying to keep up as she screamed out a shrill orgasm that beat against the walls. Her thighs squeezed around his head, drowning out all sounds except the beating of their hearts and the whimpers that filled her body.
Deb released him just as the air grew too hot to breath. David wiped the juices from his face and grinned up at her. She looked down, panting.
“Definitely ‘A’ work.”
They both laughed. David stood up, his cock bouncing as he stood between her legs. He looked up at her and saw her eyes smoldering as she looked back. He cleared his throat. “How about a bit of extra credit?”
She gestured to the bed with her chin. “Over there, please?”
He grunted with approval. She slipped off the desk and took his hand, drawing him to the bed. Crawling on it, she gave him a lovely view of her ass before rolling on her back with her legs spread. David couldn't help smiling as he crawled on the bed between her legs. His hands found hers as he positioned himself.
The feeling of his cock sliding into her hot, slick pussy almost pushed him over the edge. It felt so warm around him and she moaned as he filled her. One hand slipped from hers to hold her breast; he left his other pinned to the bed. David started with long strokes, using his hips to drive it deep into her body and pulling out until half his length remained inside her before jerking it back into place.
For their second orgasm, David took his time. Touching and caressing her. His hips never stopped pumping, just a slow and steady movement that gradually increased in speed. Deborah stroked and held him, kissing his hand and throat and mouth as their lovemaking grew more passionate. David simply enjoyed the feel of their bodies together, the way they moved up and down together and the simple pleasure that built up in his balls.
He held back as long as he could, with his slow movements, but when he felt himself losing self-control, he accelerated. Spreading her legs, he pumped into her harder and faster, slapping skin as he sought to drive his cock as deep as possible into her willing body. She whimpered, grabbing the sheets and arching her back. David lowered his head to suck on her nipples, gulping as he drove hard and fast.
She came first, squeezing tightly as she arched even higher. David bit her nipple and pounded as fast as he could, driving into her until he couldn't hold it back. He grabbed her hands and jammed them down into the sheets as he came, flooding her insides with his seed. He held it there, his entire body jerking.
When he pulled out, he barely had the strength to remain upright. He rolled over her leg and slumped to the blankets.
His former teacher rolled to her side and giggled. “That was amazing.”
“Better than I hoped.”
She kissed him, “You were always a great kid. But you are an amazing lover.”
He chuckled, “And to think I forgot about this until this morning. No plans or anything, so I just grabbed a plane ticket down here.”
Deborah rolled to her back. Her hand remained caught in his and she smiled. “I budgeted and planned for this for weeks. I couldn't imagine just getting up and doing anywhere.”
“It isn't that hard.”
“I'm not rich.”
“Money isn't everything.”
She sighed, “Easy for you to say. I mean, your sis—” her voice stopped abruptly. David knew what she almost said and he just reached over and kissed her.
“Don't worry about it.”
She hesitated, but when David didn't say anything else, she relaxed. Her shoulders slumped and she kissed him back. They snuggled but with their passions spent, she ended up spooning his body as he held her.
Night filled the sky and the music slowly drifted away. David dozed with his nose in her hair, enjoying the scent of her hair and the feel of her body against his body.
It was late in the night when she spoke up. “David?”
He opened his eyes, “Yes?”
“I know this is wrong to ask, but do you think this is just for the reunion?”
David pondered his words for a moment, “Would you like it to go further?”
“I mean, if it works out. I haven't had another man since… well, the girl's father left me. And, I missed it. And you are wonderful.”
He nuzzled along her neck, kissing right below the earlobe. She pushed back with her ass along his growing hardness. “I'm sure we'll find something. And, if I need to take a bit of time off, I'm sure Naomi and Christina can watch the house.”
Even as he said it, he knew it was the wrong thing. Deborah's body tensed. She spoke after a second. “Oh, I didn't know you were married.”
He leaned back, sighing. “I'm not.”
“Who are they?”
The afterglow of sex faded in a heartbeat. David considered what he could say, but he couldn't bring himself to lie to her. But, he remembered her opinions of slaves and just couldn't get the words out. Deborah broke the silence and spoke with a cracking voice.
“You own them, don't you? Slaves?”
She sat up, glaring at him. At the hurt look on her face, David closed his eyes tightly and pushed himself into a sitting position. When he opened his eyes, she saw on the edge of the bed, still staring at him with shock and fear. Her mouth opened and closed a few times.
“Y-You are blooded? After what happened to your sisters? And then you do the same thing to someone's girls?”
David held out his hand, “It isn't what you think. I only bought them—”
“You bastard! You know how I feel!” She stood up, yanking the sheet from the bed. David winced as it ripped away from his crotch. Deb clutched it to her front, shielding herself from him, “Or was this some type of game because you didn't graduate.”
“It isn't that,” he said, pushing himself up, “if you'll just let me—”
“No!” she screamed. Tears ran down her cheeks.
David jumped, but she wasn't done. “I-I can't believe, I thought you would be nice, but you weren't were you. Was this some sort of power game, just to get even with me?”
He stood up. “Miss Timber, please just listen—”
She stormed around the bed and slapped him. David pressed a hand to the mark on his cheek. Deb, tears in her eyes, turned away. “Just stay away from my daughters, damn it.”
Deb turned and glared at him, “And stay away from me.”
David reached for her. She slapped him. He stepped back as she grabbed her dress from the ground and stormed out of the hotel room. A moment later, he heard the door to her room slamming shut and a sob cutting through the thin walls of the hotel.
He sighed unhappily and sat down on the bare bed.
“Well, crap.”