Lessons for Laura Read Free Page B

You’re a smart girl.”
    The bike shifted as she drew her hand back for a third slap.
My fingers quickly found the opening of my pussy. I circled it, and then held
the lips apart to allow my other hand clear access. My heat collided with the cool
air. I pushed two of my fingers in and out, coating them with my own silky
lubricant to allow a smooth glide over my clit.
    Knowing she was watching me was more exciting than I
imagined. I took the small knot between my fingers and rubbed it until my body
began to rise and fall with the rhythm of my own urging. Arching upward to
moans grew more pronounced as I reacted to the shudders in my belly.
    She pushed my hand away with hers just before my final
strokes, causing me to stiffen and resist her hold. She pushed her own fingers
into me easily. The heat was so extreme I felt it rush up through my entire
body. Deeper and deeper she pushed; then out slowly, pulling my body to her. My
moans filled the air, deep-from-the-soul kind of moans. And then just as I gave
into my own craving, she pulled out.
    Strong hands lifted me to onto her lap. My legs were still
spread on either side of her and the motorcycle. My open pulsing pussy rested
on the bulge in the front of her well-worn jeans. I realized quickly there was
more there than just her.
    She placed her hands on my hips and pushed me down against it.
I stroked her thick short wavy hair and kissed her face, searching for her
mouth, my consciousness lost in her arms and the desire to have her inside me.
I pushed my want into her and allowed the feeling to take me as I reached down
between us and unbuckled the wide leather belt. I flipped open the buttons
easily and ran my hand in to feel the erect cock. I slid my hips back and
eagerly pulled it from her pants, trying desperately to place it inside me as
she held me just out of reach.
    She twisted my hair into her hand and pulled my head back to
look at my desperation.
    “Suck my dick, Laura.” Her eyes waited for my reaction.
    At that moment I wanted to do anything she asked. I wanted
to make up for my mistake and make her forget. I wanted her to fuck me.
    Quickly I pushed myself from her lap then as far back as I
could on the seat and placed my feet firmly on the back pegs. Leaning forward,
I rubbed the head of the smooth latex cock with my lips. It was warm to the
touch and tasted like her. A heady sensuous aroma filled me as I begin to kiss
the long firm shaft, exploring down close to her heat and then running my lips
and tongue back to the perfectly formed head. My mouth watered as I stretched
my lips around its girth. She raised her hips to meet my sucking. A reluctant
moan escaped her, causing me to gasp and take more of her into my mouth.
    “Take her to the edge and then stop” was my plan. I wanted
to show her the feeling and emotions that resulted from fucking with someone in
that way.
    My head was pushed downward, forcing my jaw open to take in
as much as I could. The tip caressed the back of my throat. My hand was wrapped
around the remaining base near her moist hot vapor, so I could control the
motion better and rub the soft hot member into her clit.
    Pleasure washed through me as I took in her flavor. The hot
flush from my mouth dripped over my hand and down onto her. Her own composure
was lost as she thrust deeper and deeper into my mouth; pulling my head forward
over and over again with no regard to the intensity, she penetrated me. I
gagged until I could relax my throat and take everything she demanded.
    I choked on her hard physical orgasm. She quivered, and then
pulled me off her by my hair.
    My lips swelled as the blood rushed back to them; the
corners of my mouth burned from having stretched so far. The slight taste of my
own blood mixed with her flavor excited me, while the disappointment in my
failure to punish her lingered. Would she leave me like this again?
    Patiently I watched: her face damp, her hands fallen to her
sides, her sudden realization I was