forbidden

forbidden desire(part 2)

Evan stood, his c**k straining against his trousers. Heather stepped closer, her hand reaching for his belt. "Let me show you how much your poetry lesson has affected me," she whispered. She unbuckled his belt, the sound echoing in the quiet room, and unzipped his pants. His erection sprang free, the head glistening with pre-c*m. "Wow, you are big.." she murmured, her eyes wide. Evan chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down her spine. "I've been told that before," he said, his voice filled with confidence. "But don't worry, I'll take good care of you." Evan stood, his c**k, now fully erect and freed from his pants, jutting out towards her. "As you wish," he said with a smirk, his eyes never leaving hers as he began to undo the buttons of his shirt. Heather watched, rapt, as he revealed his muscular chest, his abs rippling with each movement. He stepped closer, his c**k brushing against her stomach as he reached for her. His hands found the back of her neck, pulling her into a kiss that was deep and demanding. His tongue danced with hers, tasting her mouth as he had just tasted her p***y. Heather felt herself melting into him, her body craving more of his touch.

Her own hands began to wander, exploring the hard planes of his chest before sliding down to grip his hips. She felt the heat of his c**k against her belly, the velvety softness of his skin contrasting with the steel of his erection. She broke the kiss, panting, and dropped to her knees before him. "Let me show you what I've learned," she murmured, her eyes meeting his with a glint of mischief. Evan's breath hitched as she took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip before she took him deeper. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she began to suck and lick with a passion that surprised him. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him in, her teeth scraping gently against his shaft. He watched her, his eyes hooded with lust, as she pleasured him with an enthusiasm that belied her inexperience. "f**k, Heather," he groaned, his hips bucking slightly. "Your mouth feels like heaven." Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction at his words. She took him deeper, her throat adjusting to the intrusion, her hand wrapping around the base of his c**k to stroke him in time with her mouth. The musky scent of arousal filled the room, and the wet sounds of her mouth on his skin only served to turn him on more. even's hand moves to the back of her head, guiding here movements, pushing here to take more of him. He felt the biginning of his climax building, but he didn't want to end it yet. He pulled her off hem with a groan, his c**k glistering with her saliva. "not yet."he said. I want to feel you in a different way.

With a wicked glint in his eye, he reached down and scooped her up, placing her on the desk. He spread her legs wide, his eyes feasting on the sight of her open p***y, glistening with arousal. He stepped between them, his c**k standing tall and proud. "I've wanted this since the first day you walked into my classroom". "And I've wanted you since then," Heather replied, her voice filled with need. She reached out and stroked his length, her hand looking small and delicate against his girth. "Take me, Evan. Make me scream." With a growl, he positioned himself at her entrance, his c**k nudging against her swollen labia. He looked into her eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation, but all he saw was desire. "Ready?" he asked, his voice a gruff whisper." More than ready," Heather replied, her voice a needy whimper. She reached down, her fingers spreading her p***y lips wide for him. "Do it, Evan. Make me feel it."

With a grin that was both predatory and filled with lust, Evan thrust into her, his c**k parting her folds with ease. She was tight, so much tighter than he could have imagined, and the feeling of her wet warmth enveloping him was almost too much to bear. He paused for a moment, savoring the sensation, before beginning to move. His strokes were slow at first, drawing out her whimpers and gasps until she was begging for more. "f**k me, Evan," she moaned, her nails digging into the desk. "Please, harder." Evan complied, his hips moving faster, his c**k sliding in and out of her with a steady, punishing rhythm. He watched as her breasts bounced with each thrust, her n*****s hard and erect, begging for his touch. He leaned over, taking one in his mouth, biting down gently, eliciting a sharp cry of pleasure from her. She arched her back, pushing her chest closer to him, silently begging for more. Heather's p***y was tightening around him, her body winding tighter and tighter. "I'm going to come," she gasped, her eyes locked onto his. "Oh, Evan, I'm going to come so hard." "Not yet," he grunted, his own control slipping. He reached between her legs, his thumb finding her c**t, and began to rub in earnest. He watched her face contort with pleasure, her eyes squeezing shut as she panted his name. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer, but he wanted her to come again first. He felt her tighten around him, her body building towards release. "Come for me, Heather," he growled, his own need for climax becoming unbearable. "I want to feel you come all over my cock." Her eyes snapped open, and she looked at him, her pupils dilated with lust. "Evan," she moaned, her voice strained. "I'm... I'm going to... oh god...

He could feel her p***y spasming around him, her body on the brink. With one last, powerful thrust, he sent her over the edge. She screamed his name as she came, her body convulsing with the force of her orgasm. He watched her, his own climax building, his thumb still working her c**t, feeling the ripples of pleasure that rolled through her. Heather's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper as she came, her nails scratching at his back. Evan groaned, feeling his own orgasm cresting, and he knew he couldn't hold on much longer. He increased his pace, driving into her with everything he had, feeling her tighten around him like a vice.

"You're going to make me c*m," he grunted, his eyes never leaving hers. "You're going to make me fill you up."Heather's response was a breathy moan, her hips rising to meet his every thrust. The desk beneath her creaked and groaned, a testament to the passionate force of their union. Her breasts heaved with each gasp of pleasure, her n*****s a dark pink, begging for his touch. Evan reached up and pinched one, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, feeling it harden even further. She whimpered, her p***y clenching around him, and he knew she was close again.Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging in as she tried to hold onto something, anything, in the storm of sensation. "Harder," she panted, her voice a needy whisper. "I need it harder."Evan complied, his c**k slamming into her with a force that sent shockwaves through her body. The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and his grunts. He watched as she bit her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering closed, and knew she was close. He reached down and began to rub her c**t again, his thumb moving in slow, deliberate circles."Look at me, Heather," he said, his voice a gruff demand. She opened her eyes, and the connection between them was electric. "I want to see your face when I make you come again."Her breath was coming in ragged pants now, her body a live wire of pleasure. "Evan," she gasped, her eyes never leaving his. "I can't... I can't take much more."He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue delving deep into her mouth, mimicking the rhythm of his hips. His hand moved to the base of his c**k, his thumb caressing the sensitive spot just beneath the head, prolonging his climax. He was close, so close, but he wanted to make sure she was with him every step of the way.Her body was a symphony of sensation, each stroke bringing her closer to the brink. He could feel the tension building in her thighs, the way her p***y clenched around him like a fist. He knew she was close again, and he wasn't going to let her fall without him. "Come for me, baby," he murmured, his voice a heated whisper in her ear. "Come all over my cock."With a final, desperate push, Heather's body shattered into a million pieces, her orgasm ripping through her like lightning. She screamed, her nails scoring his back as her p***y spasmed, her juices coating his c**k. Evan watched her, his own climax building, his balls tightening with the need to release.He pulled out of her, panting, and flipped her onto her stomach. He positioned himself behind her, his c**k nudging at her tight p***y. "I want to feel you in a way you've never been filled before," he murmured, his voice a dark promise.

"Oh, Evan," she moaned, her cheek pressed against the cool wood of the desk. "Please, I need it."He didn't hesitate, pressing the tip of his c**k against her opening. He could feel her tense, and he whispered soothing words into her ear, his hands running over her back, his thumbs caressing the sensitive skin of her lower back. Evan pushed into Heather's p***y. She moaned, the sound a mix of pain and pleasure that was music to his ears . Her p***y was so tight around him, it was like nothing he'd ever felt before, and he had to bite back a shout of pure ecstasy."You're so tight, so perfect," he murmured, his hands moving to grip her hips firmly. He began to thrust, his c**k moving in and out of her with a steady rhythm that had her moaning and squirming beneath him. He could feel the beginnings of his climax building again, his balls drawing up tight, but he forced himself to hold back, to savor this moment of pure, forbidden pleasure.Heather pushed back against him, her body eager for more. "Yes, Evan," she gasped, the wood of the desk digging into her palms. "Don't stop, please don't stop."Evan's hand snaked around her waist, finding her c**t again, his thumb pressing and circling it with a firm, steady pressure that had her hips rocking back to meet each thrust. The room was filled with the sound of their moans, the slap of flesh on flesh, and the wetness of her p***y. Her p***y was tight, so much tighter than he'd ever imagined, and the sensation of being inside her was driving him wild."You're so beautiful, Heather," he whispered, his voice strained with lust. "your p***y is so thight"Heather's eyes squeezed shut as she felt the pressure building inside her again. "It's so... intense," she panted. The sensation of his c**k moving in her p***y was foreign yet exhilarating, and the way he touched her c**t was like nothing she had ever experienced.Evan watched the way her body moved beneath him, the way her ass cheeks clenched and released with every thrust. "You're doing so well," he praised, his own breathing growing ragged. "Your p***y is taking me so good." "It feels... so good," Heather whimpered, her voice muffled by the desk. She felt so full, so completely claimed by him, and she couldn't help but push back against him, urging him deeper.Evan's grip tightened on her hips, his thrusts growing more erratic as he lost control. He could feel his climax approaching, the pressure building in his balls, and he knew he couldn't hold out much longer. "Come for me again, Heather," he panted, his voice a desperate growl. "Let me feel you come on my cock."Her body responded to his command, her p***y flooding with wetness. She pushed back into him, her movements frantic as she chased her release. "Oh god," she moaned, her voice high and keening. "I'm... I'm... oh, yes, I'm going to come!"Evan's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her tighten around him, her ass gripping him like a vice. "Come for me, baby," he groaned, his hips moving faster, his c**k plunging deeper into her tight hole. "I'm going to fill you up."Her moans grew louder, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his, the friction between them sending sparks of pleasure through both of them. "Yes," she panted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Evan. Yes."He watched in amazement as she reached down to touch her c**t, her delicate fingers moving in time with his thrusts. The sight of her pleasuring herself was almost too much, and he felt his climax building, the pressure at the base of his c**k growing unbearable. "You're going to make me c*m," he warned her, his voice a low growl."Good," she moaned, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy. "c*m in me, Evan. Fill me up."Her words were his undoing. With one final, powerful thrust, Evan released, his c**k spurting hot ropes of c*m deep into her p***y. He could feel her muscles contracting around him, milking him for every drop, and it was the most intense orgasm he'd ever experienced. He groaned, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful.Heather's body trembled with the aftershocks of her own climax, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she felt him fill her. The sensation of his warm seed in her most intimate place was unlike anything she'd ever felt before, and it sent her spiraling into a new realm of pleasure. "Oh, Evan," she whispered, her voice shaky with emotion. "That was... amazing."

Evan leaned over her, his chest heaving with exertion. "You're so beautiful when you come," he murmured, his voice filled with awe. He kissed her neck, her shoulders, her back, his hands running over her skin like a lover who hadn't had enough. "Do you know how wrong this is?"

Heather nodded, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Yeah," she said, her voice barely audible. "I know."