Deeper Learning - A Lesson For Life

We ran to the kitchen and he took it out of the oven, a little too late. I was laughing behind him, covering my mouth and nose as he coughed and waved the tablecloth to clear the smoke out. He turned around, nostrils flaring, eyebrows scrunching together, and through gritted teeth, he barked, ?Why are you laughing?? The frustration in his rumbling voice was ominous, like a subdued thunder. ?I am really hungry!?He bent me over the kitchen counter, separated my buttocks, and ate my pussy and ass with riotous abandon. I feared he would bite off my clit.The cold of the marble counter clashing with the heat of my body, particularly my nipples, added to the already exhilarating experience. It also took me right back to that day in the classroom. Same temperature shock; same abrupt thrusting into me with arrant wantonness and total rampancy; same fleeting bewilderment and unquenchable avidity for sexual exploration and gratification.I lost count of how many times he spanked my ass but got off on not knowing when or if another one was coming. He was the first person to ever punish my rear this way. (There were plenty of firsts that night.) I came again all over his mouth, with the unrelenting sting on my rump. My legs were wobbling so badly that I wasn't sure they?d hold me if I stood up.He kept me there, taking me in, gloating at the sight of his actions? full impact. Cumming that hard, it takes a moment to come down to Earth, you know? Powerful orgasms are such bliss, it's a shame not to pause and truly bask in them. When I regained full consciousness, I became gradually aware of his movements: a light albeit steadfast tickling of his thumb on my clit and two fingers up my ass, slowly twisting left to right. I knew what was next. Even though this wouldn't be a first, I was wary.?Take that ass to the couch. Wait for me on all fours. And don't peek!?His husky tone was impossible to resist. I was smitten by the way he talked to me: not bossy, just assertive. I did as I was told. My butt cinsel bilgiler was flaming red; my cunt still pulsating from my climax and its produce was trickling down my legs. His approaching footsteps echoed off the living room walls, and before he reached the couch, a strange, unexpected aroma I could not yet identify hit me.*Instinctively, I tried to look up, but he held my head down, sunk in the corner where the back meets the armrest. The flat of his tongue trailed from my clit all the way through my asscrack, making a strategic stopover to rim my bumhole. The barrage of emotions overwhelmed me, so much so that I didn't realise he was smearing something there?something cold that smelled very sweet.He tucked one finger, then two, reaming my back passage. I was whimpering like crazy, maybe even squeaking a bit, slamming my ass back onto his hand-fangs when he suddenly went motionless. Kneeling behind me, he grabbed a fistful of hair and jacked me up. His diamond-grade hardness parked itself between my cunt folds, leisurely sliding back and forth as he opened my mouth with the back of his now free hand. Another hint of sweetness. He asked me to stick out my tongue and when I did, he popped his sticky fingers into my mouth. I was already salivating when I made out what it was: peach jam.?Fuck.?*?Yes, little minx, you can say that again. Fuck?. He daubed some more jam on my face, neck, and tits, pinching my achingly hard nipples for good measure. His glans pressed against my rear door as his hand lowered my back. Then slowly but firmly, he stretched my ass.It had been a long time since my one and only (and to be honest, not that pleasant) anal encounter. The jam was helpful, but he was too thick, so it still hurt like a bitch. My unconscious response was to shrink away; frankly, it felt like he was ripping me apart. I knew it would get better, but then and there, the rational part of me was silently screaming, 'Get the cinsellik bilgileri hell out!' *My outer ring was on fire, but once he was halfway in and set to pounding, the pain turned into something more than just tolerable. That fiery sting coalesced with a dazing effect and rendered me sweltering in luscious buggery. I didn't want that feeling to end.A flash of revelation hit me. This was the exact moment where I consciously understood I could enjoy sex-infused pain.?Push me out!?What? No! My cheeks hugged him tight. ?Ohhh? but I like you in!? I sincerely did.The hail of thwacks broke out of nowhere, yet landed every-butt-where. ?Do as I fucking say, and you'll have me ALL in your bratty ass!?He snagged my hand, which was clinging to the cushion as if my life depended on it, and, reaching down to my cunt, he guided and used it to frig my clit while he continued plunging beyond the howling point. He was right, as it happens. My pushing him out smoothed his passage to the depths of my yearning hole.The walls of my ass yielded to the demanding throbs of his cock, expanding even wider, and I squeezed as hard as I could. I was raring to feel him spurting inside me, but he had other ideas. He laid me on my back, straddled me as if I were a wild mare (which, admittedly, I was) and went full Jackson Pollock on my face and tits. Much like a horny teenager, he swayed his hips, fapping like crazy and emblazoning me with the warmest of gifts.I'd never seen the actual blowout in close-up. It was epic. His release rained on me thick as white chocolate pudding, then melted down upon touching the smouldering surface of my skin, gathering like droplets of liquid mercury. It was a filthy mess! A delicious filthy fucking mess that I, of course, took my time to clear up gleefully.My taste buds remembered his flavour and I craved it, shovelling every trace of milky slop and feasting on it like a famished cub.He looked at me, sated; then cinsellik hakkında bilgiler he pulled me up and, although his cum was still on my face, kissed me without flinching!~.~This time we showered together. It was bordering on romantic, which was confusing since he had been drilling my ass as if it were a newfound oil well not long ago. I washed him; he washed me, even my long hair (I have to say, it was cute). Last, cuddling me from behind, he lathered up my nipples purposefully, sending me over the edge again.*?I love making you cum. You're such a beautiful, insatiable slut.? And right there was the undeniable truth.We dried each other and I went to the living room to dress, but he cut in. ?Where do you think you're going? You are staying here until neither of us can move anymore. Okay, maybe after a quick recharge??It must have been around 3 a.m., so buses weren?t an option, plus he had made a compelling argument, so I agreed to stay. We went to his bed, and he fell asleep instantly, spooning (another first for me) with his hand clutching my boob. I dozed off but was soon woken by the dawn chorus: loud chirps, trills, and wing-fluttering motions.The sky was clearing when I opened my eyes, so it was probably 6-7ish. It took me a minute to recognise my surroundings, but the widespread soreness served as a stark reminder. I turned to find him sleeping face up, and my lips curled into a naughty grin. He looked so inviting; curiosity and plain lust-driven hunger took over.I slid off as stealthily as possible, moved to the foot of the bed, and crawled my way up with my tongue, charting a wet path along his left leg till his weary, resting cock blocked my path. I adored taking him into my mouth like that, feeling it grow and harden progressively. It was incredibly exciting, as well as empowering!*Thrumming but still half out, he slowly opened his eyes, his cock fully awakened before he was. It's fascinating how authentic bodily reactions are to certain stimuli without the mind having a say, especially when it comes to sex. Bodies never lie, fake, or act in conformity to others.To wake up with my mouth engulfing his cock put an exultant smile on his pretty face. I cannot describe my self-congratulation at his astonishment. He crossed his arms under his head and enjoyed his show. Oh, the look in his eyes?spellbound.*