C*M-STATION: A Sinful Erotic Compilation

Alex’s POV “Hmmmph, yes, harder baby,” the voice of the lady in the s*x video I was watching screamed inside my head. I lay straight beneath the sheets, my whole attention on the video. The lady was completely naked and her t**s were swinging front and back as the man stood behind her, slamming his length in and out of her. My throat went dry and my eyes were half lidded as I stared on. The woman's moans alone stirred a wanting in my head I didn't know if I could control. My c**k was already hard and erect. Just as I moved my hands to wrap it around myself, a slight knock came in my door followed by my mom's muffled voice. “Alex, are you still asleep? It's 7;30 already.” The moment I heard her voice, I hurriedly switched off the phone, pulled the cover over my head and stayed silent. “Alex?” I heard the door handle turn and the door creaked open. I could already visualize her peering into my room. Then I heard her footsteps approaching. I knew what she was about to do. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep and just like I had expected, she pulled the covers away from my face. “I know you're not sleeping.” She said, tapping me lightly. “Wake up. Your dad and I are already late for work.” I tried hard to act like I was still sleeping but a smile curled my lips, betraying me. “Okay fine, you got me,” I raised my hand in mock surrender as I sat up from my bed. “You weren't asleep,” she moved over to the curtains and slid it open. The sunlight filtered in, lighting up the room. I squinted my eyes at the bright light. I cleared my throat and forced myself back to normal. The last thing I wanted my mom noticing was that I was erect. “You guys are off to work already?” I asked, leaning back on the bed stand head. “Yup,” she nodded once and came back to stand by my side. “We've got an important meeting with the board members.” “That's what happens when you have two parents running the same company,” I pushed the covers away when I was sure my prick had gone back down. “You can't blame us,” She blew me a kiss and started towards the door. But stopped just before she walked out of my room. “Lest I forget, your tutor will be coming today.” I was on the verge of standing when she said it but the moment she did, my legs froze on the floor. “What?” I arched an eyebrow. “You hired a tutor for me?” “Yes,” she turned towards me and stared intently at me like she wanted to catch every nuance of expression. “s**t,” I muttered, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm not a kid mom. I can pass the SAT’s on my own.” I added, trying to convince her to change her mind. But her mind was already made up “You’re twenty and still a kid to me. She's coming soon and you'd better be ready when she does.” She blew me a kiss before leaving, closing the door behind her. I grumbled and threw myself back on the bed. Great. If only I had agreed with Dad not to take a gap year, I wouldn't be receiving this sort of punishment. When I heard their car driving away in the driveway, I got up from my bed and headed downstairs still dressed in my night wear. I was starving and needed something to eat. I was halfway through eating when my phone buzzed against the table. I glanced down, chewing lazily, then froze when I saw the name. Mia. Senior year memories hit fast and vivid, especially the way she used to look at me like I was the only guy in the room. She’d been every guy’s fantasy back then. Soft lips, dangerous curves, and the sexiest boobs. And somehow, out of everyone, she’d chosen me. Then she transferred schools and disappeared. And now, she still remembers me. I unlocked my phone. “Hey Alex, I just came back to visit a friend. I was wondering if you could come around. I miss you and your large cock.” A slow grin tugged at my lips as my grip tightened around the phone. No way I was missing this. I shoved the rest of my food into my mouth, barely tasting it, crumbs sticking to my fingers as I moved too fast. The chair scraped loudly against the floor as I stood. Minutes later, hot water pounded against my skin in the shower. I ran a hand through my hair, trying, and failing, to calm the anticipation buzzing through me. I dressed quickly in a dark hoodie and baggy jeans. My hands moved on autopilot as I grabbed my earbuds, sliding them in and turning the volume up just enough to drown out the noise in my head. I stepped out, pulled the door open, and nearly slammed straight into someone. “Jesus, what the f**k?” I blurted, jerking back, my heart jumping into my throat as I pulled out my earbuds from my ears. She didn’t flinch. She just stood there, calm and composed. And the worst part, she had a f*****g smile like nothing had happened. For a second, all I could hear was the faint hum of my music and the pounding of my pulse in my ears. Then I really looked at her. Her blouse hugged her frame, and at the top side, the swell of her breasts pumped out. Her pencil skirt traced the curve of her hips before stopping neatly at her knees. Everything about her was distracting as hell. My gaze dragged over her before I could stop it, my throat suddenly dry. Damn. She was freaking sexy. “Alex.” The sound of my name snapped through the haze like a whip and I blinked, forcing my eyes back up to her face. “Sorry, I’ve got somewhere to be,” I said, already moving, not bothering to hide the edge in my voice. No way was I trading what waited for me with Mia for… whatever a stupid lesson. She stepped in front of me before I could pass, blocking the doorway like she’d been expecting that move. “You’re not going anywhere.” Her tone was too calm. I frowned, trying to sidestep her, but she shifted with me effortlessly, showing she was so ready for me. “Your mother paid me handsomely for this,” she continued, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “So I suggest you let me do my job properly, Alexandra.” My hands curled into fists at my sides, tension snapping tight through my shoulders. I dragged my teeth over my lower lip, biting down hard enough to ground myself, the sharp sting barely keeping the words I wanted to spit at her from slipping out. For a second, I just stood there, breathing through the irritation, before forcing my fingers to uncurl. I turned back inside, exhaling as my shoulders dropped. She stepped in after me, closing the door behind her. “So, where will we be studying?” she asked, her gaze drifting around the room. I watched her for a moment, something shifting in my mind. If she was going to ruin my plans, then fine… I’d deal with her my own way. “Come with me,” I said, my voice quieter now as I headed for the staircase. Her heels clicked behind me, impossible to ignore as she followed. I led her into my study and pushed the door open, stepping aside so she could walk in first. “Wow… you have your own study?” she asked, a hint of surprise in her voice as she looked around. “Yeah,” I shrugged, closing the door behind me. For a second, my gaze lingered, longer than it should have, tracing the curve of her hips before I caught myself. “Alex.” Her fingers snapped, sharp and sudden. I blinked, snapping out of it. “What?” “I’ve been calling you.” I dragged a hand through my hair, forcing my expression back to normal. No way I was letting her notice where my attention had been. I shoved my hands into my hoodie pocket and walked over to the large oak desk, dropping into the chair. She moved around the room, pulling a couple of books from the shelves before taking a seat across from me. “So, before we begin,” she said, offering a small, polite smile, “my name is Anora. I’ll be your tutor until your SATs.” “Can we just start?” I cut in, already leaning back in my chair, boredom creeping in. Her smile didn’t fade. “Alright.” She opened the book and got straight into it, reviewing math fundamentals I hadn’t touched in ages. Her voice was steady and patient. She moved to the whiteboard, explaining quadratic equations step by step, breaking it down in a way that was annoyingly easy to follow. I hated that it was actually making sense. I slouched on my chair, rolling my pencil in between my fingers. I nodded like I was listening, but my eyes kept drifting to the way her blouse strained slightly over her full breasts when she gestured and to the subtle curve of her neck as she leaned forward. Then, my pencil slipped from my fingers and rolled onto the floor. I leaned down to pick it up, but paused. My eyes caught sight of her legs widely spread. She was wearing red bikini pants that went in between her p***y. I swallowed. Where the f**k did my mother find such sexy woman from? I sat back up but my mind was now totally gone. Where it was, was how to f**k her. Because I didn't know how long I'd hold back. When it was time for her to review my practice problems, she pulled her chair closer to me. Her knee brushed mine under the table. I felt a spark as my c**k twitched faintly in my jeans. I shifted, trying to focus on the page, but her floral vanilla perfume wafted over, distracting me even further. And when she leaned forward to show me how to solve a problem, my eyes couldn't help but look at her boobs. God, how was I going to survive today without touching her? “You're zoning out, Alex.” Anora said as she tapped the paper to call me back. I smirked and said boldly. “Maybe I need a different kind of motivation.” Her brows shot up as she digested what I said. I let my hand drop casually to my lap, then extended it under the table. My fingers grazed her knee and she stiffened but didn't pull away.