Tales of Darkness & Sin - Pepper Winters Page 0,169
ass. Her tits are perky, on display.
Yeah, she knows what she’s doing to me. She’s planned long and hard what she’s doing to me.
A flood of holy shit hits me hard as her words truly soak in. I’m still digesting it with embarrassment and shame – the girl watched me fuck someone for hours on end like a dirty bastard.
I know which someone she’s talking about, too. She’s talking about Betty Richards. I met her at an old pal’s place where I had too much whisky on top of beer. The sassy bitch made a move, hungry hands and a dirty smile, and I’d eaten it up like a beast until I realized just how annoying she was when she didn’t have my dick inside her. She was plenty damn annoying.
I still remember her squeals as I moved my cock from her pussy to her tight little asshole, then fucked her like my toy dolly. I stretched her wide and it felt damn good on my dick. I can still hear her begging for more in that sassy little voice of hers. I gave it to her rough.
The thought that Lexi was watching the whole thing through her bedroom window is enough to send a thrill of heat straight to my balls. Yeah, it’s wrong. It should never have happened. But it did happen. She did watch the whole thing through her bedroom window. She saw me taking Betty like I owned her, pushing her to her limits. Fuck, my cock is so damn hard.
I feel like a monster. My student saw her teacher fucking a dirty bitch’s asshole until that dirty bitch was squealing. Then, the best of it, she’s keeps it quiet for almost twelve months, being a good girl in class for me, and saying hello, sir when we met on our street. I'm wondering why she waited so long when it hits me.
She’s kept it quiet until her eighteenth birthday… which only happened last month. I saw her birthday party in her yard through my window. Ha. Yes. Figures.
I try to clear my head enough to be Mr. Vaughn again. The respectable Mr. Vaughn I’ve been for the vast majority of my time as her mentor.
“Lexi, I’m sure your teacher didn’t know you were watching,” I tell her, with an edge to my voice. “He’d never have done that if he knew you were watching, I can assure you of that.”
She shifts on my knee some more and I know she can feel my hard-on. Her voice is quaky as she replies, “No, I guess he didn’t. But I did watch him. I watched him… and I liked it. Honestly, Santa. I liked it so much.”
She must be shitting herself with nerves, confessing this to me. Weirdly, that only makes me harder. I like her dirty innocence like a heady scent you can’t shake off. I like it a lot. I like her a lot.
It feels strange to be sizzling this raw about someone I've known for years. I've never felt like this about any of my other students. They never grow up for me in my mind. I do my job, teaching them as best as I can to prepare them for their life ahead, and then I wave my farewells. They never make the transition to adults in my mind.
After what transpired over the weekend, Lexi is different. She's not my student. She's not the girl I've watched grow up next door to me. Right now, in this place, on my knee, she’s different.
“You’re being a very naughty girl telling this to Santa,” I say, my voice low.
“I know,” she replies, barely more than a whisper. “I am a very naughty girl but I don’t know what else to do. Telling Santa might be the only way to ever get the present I need. I’m eighteen now, Santa. I’m all grown up.”
It’s the way she says need that has my heart racing. She wasn’t lying when she said this was all she’s been thinking about – that much is obvious. She’s desperate as she squirms on me, wanting everything a filthy little elf would want from a bad Santa. She slides closer and bats her lashes at me.
I’ve been with women as gorgeous as Lexi before, but never one quite so squirmy, or so young, or off limits. The way the heat of her pussy nudges against the tip of my cock tells me she's not quite so innocent as she appears.