FILTHY WET DIARIES

MR. MICHAEL 2

MR MICHAEL 2

I had accidentally moved from the side of the window, and was now standing directly in front of the window, trying to get a peak of the video on his laptop.

I stood frozen as our eyes locked on each other. He looked shocked at first, then apologetic, and then almost immediately, he had a cunning, mischievous smirk.

He quickly dashed out of the restroom, his pants and boxers still wrapped around his ankle as he walked back into the office.

I quickly adjusted my skirt, swallowing hard. He was standing before me now, his c**k bare and hard, staring back at me.

“I… well, I just…. I came in to turn in my assignment sir,” I struggled to mutter, his demeaning gaze, making me stutter.

“Ohh, really” he smirked, his eyes squinting a bit as he stared me down, tracing every curve of my body with his hungry eyes. Guilty enough, my n*****s were hard, and poking out my silk top, as if snitching on me.

He took steady steps towards me, eyeing me as I backed up against the wall.

My heart kept slamming against my ribs, so hard I was sure he could hear it.

“You should have made some noise when you walked in,” he said, looking me straight in the eye.

“I think I heard you call my name?” It sounded like a question. I wanted to be sure.

“Ohh, did you?” He asked, tilting his head slightly.

“Yes,” my voice came out shaky. He was now standing right before me. I could feel the heat from his body.

“Was I the one on the video?” I stuttered, trying so hard to be courageous and brave with my words. I needed explanations.

“You just had to be so curious didn't you?”

He barked, his rough hand landed on my neck, holding me tight against the wall, as if trying to choke me.

“You know, I thought I would be satisfied by just watching you, but now, seeing you here, looking so pretty and needy, I definitely want to taste for myself, belly” He sneered looking down at me, and eyeing my hard pointed n*****s, my name sounded hot and warm at the same time.

I gulped, scared at finding out what he meant by that. “How did you get that video?” I managed to whisper out, my palms pressed against the wall flatly behind me, as I looked up at him. His hand is still holding up my neck steady.

“Well, where else, belly?” He buried his face in the corner of my neck, biting softly, while still holding me steady.

I gasped. This was wrong. But my body was saying otherwise. My p***y clenched and unclenched, still dripping. I tried my best not to touch him. Not to hold onto him.

“Kelvin sold it to me. In exchange for a pass on my course. Such a loser. I can't believe you actually love that fool.” He brought back his face from my neck, now biting my chin, nose and cheeks lightly.

“That's a lie, Kelvin and I never recorded ourselves” I tried to defend Kelvin, my breathing ragged. I refused to believe he would do that to me.

“That's because I asked him to do it. Just for me. I know you might not be smart, but think belly, how else would I have gotten it?”

His free hand moved down and cupped my p***y through my skirt, making me gasp. “God, belly, you're soaked. Did you get this wet while watching me?”

He said huskily, before leaning forward and capturing my lips. He nibbled at my lower lips, as if teasing me.

Then he started kissing me hungrily. I hesitated for a few seconds before I responded eagerly, no longer willing to deny myself the pleasure I was feeling down there.

My body collided with his, and I could feel the outline of his muscles through his clothing. He licked my lips and I opened for him, entangling his tongue with mine.

He let out a low moan, before trailing his hands down my sides and cupped my ass, his fingers dipping into my skin. I gasped as he chose that moment to break our kiss, and start trailing his lips down my neck.

“Mr Micheal…” I gasped, trying my best to be rational.

Tingles shot down my spine as he got to the sensitive area where my neck and shoulder meet, gently nibbling on the area.

He buried his hands in my long loose hair gently tilting my head to the side for better access.

“God, yess” I moaned. I ground my core against the hard bulge in his pants involuntarily.

Kelvin had the nerve. How could he?.

I could no longer think clearly as he undid the buttons on my blouse, and continued to plant soft kisses down to my chest.

My n*****s hardened instantly as his tongue dipped into my cleavage, and I arched my back. Soon, the room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing.

Everything was happening so fast, it felt surreal, as he reached behind me and undid the clasp of my bra swiftly, baring my breast to him.

He pulled away for a moment, as if wanting to admire his handwork.

“Mnnn, you're so f*****g beautiful”

He growled before capturing a n****e in his mouth, and grabbing the other breast in his hand moulding it roughly.

I quivered as I buried my hand in his hair, pulling him tight to my chest as I mewed in pleasure.

I closed my eyes and threw my head back,

as his free hand held my waist steady to the wall, pressing his hard c**k against my inner thighs, while he sucked on my n****e.

I was gasping, breathless under his wicked ministrations, enjoying it even though I know I shouldn't be.

Switching to the other n****e, he wrapped his lips around it, flicking it with his tongue as he kept poking at my p***y with his hard on.

‘You f*****g like this don't you?” he tried to tease, but I was too breathless to answer.

“Answer me!” He commanded, squeezing roughly on my breast.

“Yesss,...” I shuddered, as the pain masked into pleasure.

“Good girl”

“Now, get down, and show me just how much of a good girl you are, belly.” His two hands landed on the top of my head, guiding me down to my knees.

I quickly got to my knees, my body still filled with needs as my face angled with his c**k.

“Come on belly, you know what to do” he said, grabbing a fistful of my hair, tilting it backwards, causing me to yelp as I immediately grabbed his bulging c**k in my hands.

He grunted lowly as I made contact with his c**k.