Summertime Loving

Travis's knuckles were white from gripping the armrests, his breath hitching as she worked him over with relentless skill. He looked upward, almost praying for strength, feeling like she might actually steal his soul. When she reached his tip, she pulled back, letting his cock slip from her mouth with a wet, satisfying pop.

Pop

"Haaa… Wow, still holding out on me, huh? You're really arrogant—I like that about you," she teased, a wicked gleam in her eyes.

Without a moment's pause, she dove back down, this time moving with a deliberate, swaying rhythm. Her mouth worked his cock in a perfect pattern, shifting left and right as she moved up and down, her tongue and lips caressing every inch, ensuring not a single spot was neglected.

If Travis wasn't the definition of self-control, he'd be groaning right now, maybe even begging. But he held his composure, feeling the waves of pleasure crash over him in silence, knowing he was experiencing something close to perfection.

A sudden knock on the door sent a jolt

through them both. Bridget's eyes

widened as she quickly pulled his cock

from her mouth, stifling her reaction

while Travis's heart raced. Fortunately,

he'd closed the blinds earlier, giving

them a sliver of cover.

With swift, silent coordination, he slid

his chair back under the desk, allowing

Bridget to duck out of sight just in time.

The door creaked open, and a teacher

stepped in, casting a curious look at

Travis.

"Where's Coach Bridget?" the teacher

asked, glancing around.

Travis forced a casual shrug, doing his

best to hide any hint of panic. "Um. I

don't know. Maybe she's out on the

grounds?" he replied, fighting the urge

to glance down at Bridget crouched just

inches below.

Bridget heard the voice of the person who had entered and smiled to herself. ' It's Mr. Kent. I've heard he's got a crush on me,' she thought with a smirk.

Her gaze then shifted downward, landing on Travis's cock, which looked absolutely scrumptious. She felt an instant rush of desire, her body reacting to the sight of him as her vagina quivered, the heat pooling between her legs, making her wetter by the second.

' Let's have some fun, shall we? ' she thought playfully, a spark of mischief in her eyes as she reached for his cock, wrapping her fingers around it and beginning to stroke it slowly.

Mr. Kent, noticing the shift in the room, glanced at Travis. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in class?" he asked, his tone a mix of confusion and curiosity.

"Oh, yeah, she called me here and asked that I wait for her," Travis replied, his voice slightly strained as Bridget continued to stroke him. He fought the urge to twitch, desperately trying to control the growing pressure in his body, knowing how close he was to cumming.

"Okay, well, tell her I was here when she comes," Mr. Kent said, turning away, ready to leave. Travis let out a relieved breath, watching him go, his body still humming with the aftermath of the encounter.

He glared at Bridget, who was smiling from ear to ear, her eyes filled with mischief. Without a word, he grabbed her head firmly, guiding her mouth down to his cock as she eagerly sucked on it, her lips and tongue working him relentlessly.

Time Passed

His focus shifted as a surge of heat coursed through him. He could feel the pressure building, his head becoming overly sensitive, each slight movement from her making his cock throb with need.

Bridget, sensing this change, quickened her pace, her mouth moving up and down in a rhythm that matched his growing urgency. The sensation of her taking him deeper spurred him on until, with a final, forceful push, he came. Travis held her hand and forced her down against his pelvis, his cock pressing deep into her throat as his release surged from him.

*Glup, glup*

She swallowed every drop, her throat tightening around him. There was no escape, not with his hand still pinning her face to his groin. Tears welled up in her eyes as the overwhelming pleasure coursed through her, a mixture of pain and ecstasy.

He slowly released his hold on her hand, allowing her to pull back quickly, gasping for air.

"Haaa... wow, you trying to kill me or something?" she said, her voice light, though there was a hint of awe in it. She continued to stroke his softening cock, coaxing out the last drops of his release, which splattered across her face.

"So thick... you must've been backed up, huh?" she teased, a smirk forming on her lips. Without hesitation, she leaned down again, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock, savoring the remnants of his taste. The warmth and saltiness seemed to ignite something deeper within her, and she couldn't help but crave more.

"That's some tasty semen there. Let me get you cleaned up before we finish," she teased, a playful glint in her eye.

Travis hadn't planned on taking it further, so he just watched as she grabbed a towel and gently wiped him down, her movements slow and deliberate. She took her time, making sure he was thoroughly cleaned, then gave herself a quick wipe before slipping her bra off, revealing herself to him.

"You like these? I'm afraid they're not as big as you might want," she said, casting him a shy, almost vulnerable look.

Travis rose from the chair, moving in close and wrapping his hands around her waist, pulling her body firmly against his. She blushed, feeling his powerful grip and the heat radiating from him, her breath hitching as their eyes met.

"Who said they had to be big?" he murmured smoothly. "I like them just as they are. They suit you perfectly, better than if they were any different."

Her heart fluttered, his words sending a thrill through her, and she looked down, a shy smile forming as she giggled, twirling a lock of her hair between her fingers.

"You're good with words... but thank you, Travis. I think you'd better go; I have some things to take care of right now," she said softly, though her eyes lingered on him.

He gave a nod, but before leaving, he gently hooked a finger under her chin, lifting her face to meet his gaze. His eyes held a depth and intensity that made her pulse quicken.

"I don't want you looking at anyone else besides me, okay? " His tone was firm, filled with a possessive edge that made her shiver.

Bridget's eyes widened, and she nodded quickly, unable to resist as she wrapped her arms around his waist, as if drawn into his orbit, her mind swirling in a haze.

" Okay, just make sure not tell anyone about our little relationship. I don't want to lose my job" she said.

" Oh don't worry. I know how to keep a secret " he said, and turned around as he left.

Leaving Bridget to sat on her chair, thinking about what just happened, her body immediately to react as lust fell over her.

' I forgot to ask him to help me. Guess I'll have to deal with it myself ' she thought.

TO BE CONTINUED.