"And when we're making love,
Your cries, they can be heard from far and wide,
It's only the two of us,
Everything I need between those thighs,
Every time I look into your eyes, I see it,
You're all I need,
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it"
- Daniel Caesar ft. Kali Uchis
•••
"A game?.. What kind of game, Love?" My question was spoken lower than I intended, the sound of my darkened, husky voice exposing my arousal almost as much as the obvious erection in my jeans. Michaela smirked and bit her lip as she scanned her green eyes over my body, stopping at the zipper on my pants a moment longer than anything else. "If you throw a few blankets and pillows by the fire for us to relax on, I'll clue you in on what I'd like to do." She winked playfully before turning back to the task at hand, cleaning up a few drops of spilt liquor before resealing the bottle. By the time she had turned back around, I had already done as she asked, using only a single flick of my wand, with one last pillow flying from my linen closet and landing gently on the makeshift bed by the fire.
It was a cozy scene, and Michaela smiled at my readiness to please her. A soft spoken incantation later, the two glasses she had poured along with the bottle of whisky landed carefully on the wooden floor beside the neatly placed pallet.
I took Michaela's hand and helped her to sit down before taking my seat beside her on the soft, woolen blankets.
The energy and warmth coming from her body felt magnetic, and I was doing everything in my power to not pull her down on top of my chest so I could kiss her until morning. But I also felt energized, and the excitement from whatever Michaela had planned had taken ahold of me.
She looked up at me, cheeks heated while displaying a grin that was both mischievous and downright sexy.
Turning her entire body to face me, Michaela moved to sit cross-legged, which was a bold thing to do on her part because I watched as that little skirt pushed further up those smooth, curvaceous thighs, almost exposing everything that made my mouth water while still expertly keeping that delicious cunt from my gaze. A superpower in itself.
"We're going to play truth or dare.. with a twist." She spoke sweetly, sounding innocent even though her body exuded a sexual confidence that kept drawing me in. A potent combination to a man whose entire weakness sat before him, pulling him in with eyes he would happily drown in.
"The twist being?.." I questioned, caution lacing my words as I eyed my girl suspiciously.
"You have the option to turn down a question or a dare, but by doing so, you have to drink." Michaela grinned, looking like she had won a prize. "And we play until?.." I trailed off, feeling thoroughly amused as I reached out and ran a hand down her thigh, my thumb teasing the soft skin until I reached her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. Her mouth opened in surprise, showcasing a burst of pleasure across Michaela's face before quickly collecting herself and answering me with a breathy, "until we are either completely sauced or can't keep our hands off one another.."
"You really don't listen when I say I don't want you to get drunk." I joked, my voice only sounding slightly serious. "Well, Charlie, I never said I wanted to get drunk, now did I? There's a very good chance I won't be able to keep my hands to myself. That's what you should be worried about." She teased, causing me to shamelessly flirt right back. I leaned over to wrap my arm around her waist and I lightly kissed up Michaela's neck, whispering into her ear, "Wanting your soft hands wrapped around me before the night is over is one of the only things I'm thinking about, trust me babygirl."
Michaela got real quiet then, eyes immediately going to my cock, showing me that she understood what I meant completely by the deepening blush on those freckled cheeks. The smile that appeared soon after got my blood pumping. Then she looked up into my eyes, the bright green of her own flashing, blazing to life as Michaela said, "So are we gonna play or what?"
She turned to pass me my glass, and picked up her own, prepared for the first round. "Ready?" The fiery Hufflepuff asked. "I'm ready for more than you realize, Sweetheart.. Ask away." I playfully narrowed my eyes, leaning back on a pillow propped up against my bed. "Alright then, truth or dare, Handsome?" She licked those plump lips, looking self assured with what I assumed was two already well planned out responses to whatever I decided to choose. Contemplating for a moment, I took the tiniest of sips from the glass in my hands to help refresh my mouth, before answering with a simple, "Truth."
Michaela pretended to think for a few seconds, eyeing me with what looked like a shy bit of desire beneath that brave, playful exterior. "The first night we spent together in Romania.. I realized I didn't shut the door completely during my shower. As I was drying off, I saw something move inside your room. I almost missed it, but I could have sworn I saw you in the shadows, turning around to leave... Did you happen to see me naked?" She looked rather embarrassed to be asking me that, but that spark in her eyes let me in on how badly she wanted to know.
Running a hand through my hair, I sighed, chuckling nervously before making eye contact. "Fuck, I felt so guilty about this. I didn't see everything, Love, but.." I shook my head in disbelief, remembering the soft curves of her backside. "Please know I didn't mean to look. I was just going back into the closet to put away my clothes from the day. When I saw the light and heard you singing, it was like I couldn't move from that spot. Then when you turned off the water and got out, for what felt like the longest few seconds I had ever experienced, I looked at the most perfect arse I'd ever laid my eyes on. I.. I wanted you so badly in that moment, I ran from the room, knowing I couldn't have you. You seemed so far out of my reach, but seeing those gorgeous, dark red curls drip against your pale, glistening skin had my heart racing. I am so deeply sorry that I looked upon you without your permission, but baby.. I fucking adored what I witnessed. Even without seeing the rest, I can say without a doubt in my mind that you are honestly the most perfect woman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing."
I watched Michaela while she took a sip from the glass she was holding, in a poor attempt to mask the smile and conceal the blush that covered her face. Nodding, eyes downcast, she responded to my explanation with a quiet, "Thank you for being honest."
I moved closer, gently raising up that sweet face to look into her eyes, and kissed her right before whispering, "Your turn, you sexy piece of work. Truth or dare?" This made her giggle, causing me to feel the sweetest of vibrations with her mouth still pressed up against my own. Leaning back, eyes never leaving mine, Michaela answered with an emboldened, "Dare."
My eyes flashed, the heat in my gaze making her squirm on the spot. "Take off whatever you're wearing underneath that pretty, little skirt, and leave it inside the drawer of my bedside table. For the rest of the evening, or until I say you can move, I want you to straddle my lap while facing me." The dare itself wasn't formed like a simple request, instead coming out more as a fervent demand. Yet, to my own pure astonishment, the angel before me merely blushed as she nodded her head in acceptance, standing to slowly peel off that tiny excuse of a lacy, dark green thong before turning to put it exactly where I wanted. She moved to sit down on my open lap, but not before taking a long drink, as if summoning the courage she needed to perform such a task.
While I was more than pleased to actually see Michaela go through with it, I was honestly thinking she would just take the loss and graciously bow out with a quick shot of whisky before moving on with the game. But she always seemed to surprise me in whatever she did. Now I had the beautiful redhead straddling my lap, her hands on my bare hips with that sweet, naked pussy hidden underneath her skirt as I awaited the next part of this delicious game.
"You know the drill, Professor. What's it gonna be?" My naughty girl asked, those soft hands running up my chest before she leaned in to wrap her arms around my neck. My hands slid up those perfect, curvy thighs as I said, "Dare." My teeth gritted as my erection involuntarily pulsed right underneath her. As always, I knew when Michaela felt my need for. She moaned, eyes closing while she squeezed me between her thighs for the most fleeting of moments.
When she replied, I unthinkingly responded with a partial growl. The request was something I didn't believe I could accomplish, but my stubbornness over wanting to stay sober for the most part while she was in my presence was stronger than my desire to blatantly ignore what she had said. "While I sit on your lap like this, I want to see you keep your hands to yourself the entire time. You can't touch me anywhere, even when I kiss or move against you." That smirk Michaela wore was going to ruin whatever good guy image she had of me in her mind. My hand was twitching to spank that tight, little arse for even suggesting such a thing.
"I have the most delectable cunt in the world bare and aroused on top of me, and you want me to keep my hands to myself? Are you fucking kidding me, Love?" I managed to choke out, an incredulous laugh escaping my throat at such a preposterous idea. But all she did was giggle, knowing without a doubt that she had won this round of the game.
Michaela kissed me, hands exploring the naked flesh of my chest. I groaned when she boldly slipped a tongue into my mouth, making out with me as my hands clenched themselves into fists at my side, dying to feel that perfect body with more than my fingertips. I had the sudden urge to strip this young woman bare and to give Michaela a tongue lashing against that pretty, little clit.. something she would never forget.
She looked into my eyes, bringing her hand up to cup my face lovingly, with a mirthful glimmer reflected in her own gaze. "You're getting me out of my comfort zone. I feel as if it's only fair that that I do the same for you." That seemingly innocent response made me wanna do so many bad things to her. I was beginning to feel drunk on the lust Michaela brought out in me..
Before I could even ask, Michaela quietly spoke the word, "Truth." She went on kissing down my neck while calmly awaiting my question. Unfortunately, I ended up saying the first thing I thought of, because it was something I'd been dying to know since I first laid eyes on her. I felt like the horny teenager I used to be just from the intensity of my desire to find out. "I wanna know.. how you touch yourself." I felt wicked for even asking, especially when she stopped kissing me and stared into my eyes with a shocked expression. Nevertheless, I continued.
"I'm dying to know how long you've been doing it, to see exactly how you do it.. To watch you pleasure your gorgeous body. To know if you think of me while you toy with the most mouthwatering parts of yourself. I wanna hear everything.." I said after another needy groan escaped from deep inside of me.
She looked as if she couldn't believe what I'd just asked, and it took everything in me to sit still and not touch Michaela while I waited for her answer.
"That's.. really personal, Charlie." She spoke, eyes barely looking at me. But I was pleased with my question because she was trying her hardest not to smile, and I knew I had struck a piece of information that was going to make me want her even more after I heard the response she gave.
Michaela ran a hand through those long, vibrant curls, eyes roaming across my body until I felt her squirm on my hard cock, making those pretty emeralds jump up to meet my own caramel colored gaze. "I haven't done it.. that often." She shrugged, moving to play with a strand of hair, peeking up at my face quickly before immediately looking back down at her lap. "I know it's natural... Good for you, even. And I tried a few times before I met you, but I don't think I ever had the actual persistent need occur until that first day in your office. When I was alone in bed that night, I couldn't stop thinking about you, Charlie. Feeling your gaze on me had some.." she paused, locking eyes with me while those rosy cheeks turned as red as her hair. Michaela shook her head as if clearing out a dirty thought that wouldn't go away, smiling while she did her best to keep her eyes fixed on mine.
"It had a very interesting effect on me. I couldn't sleep, and I tried my hardest to focus on anything else. But I couldn't stop thinking about your handsome face. How kindly you spoke to me. The way your intense, beautiful eyes looked at me like I was the only person in the world.. And god, I have never seen a body like yours in person before. No one I've ever met looks like you do.. You have the biggest muscles I've ever seen. And every single mark on your skin looks like a work of art." She made this last statement while running a finger along one tattoo, the same one that wound its way down below my waistline.
Michaela stopped there, fingers hovering, and I could tell she wanted more. Her desire to go further with me was becoming increasingly evident as time went on. "I mean, I have been turned on before. But.. no matter what I read or watched, or even how a friend kissed me back home, nothing ever compared to the way I felt when you looked at me. It was like you wanted to devour me, and the longer you stared at me, with that hunger in your eyes, the more I wanted it. Your gaze on me made my face heat up, and no matter how innocently your hands touched me, it made me feel alive." My girl spoke with a certainty that made me believe every last word she said. Her precious confession was making it hard to keep from running my hands all over this lovely body that sat perched on my lap..
"I felt guilty for even thinking about you in this way after our conversation.. yet I laid in my bed that first night, feeling my body react just to the memory of you, being up close to me as you talked about that book you loaned me. I had the curtains to my bed drawn, and it was as if I were in my own little world, and all of my thoughts were consumed with you. All I had worn to bed was my favorite tiny, blue nightie, and the silk fabric felt so good against my bare skin.. Being in the privacy of my own bed while under the covers only encouraged me further..." She sighed, closing her eyes and squeezing me between her thighs once more from the memory of that night.
The soft hands that were hovering by the waist of my pants teased my skin for a moment, and she trailed her thumb along the visible line of hair that eventually disappeared below my jeans. Michaela's fixation with my body had caused me to feel more needy than I have ever felt before. The way her curious eyes and fingers explored me from my mouth all the way down to tracing the V cut muscles on my abdomen constantly drove me crazy with the persistent desire to push her sweet movements down even lower.
I felt that smoldering heat burning beneath my skin for this girl, and when she looked into my eyes I knew she could feel it as well. Michaela bit her lip, wanting to continue, but I knew she was struggling with the words to tell me about the rest of that night. I was about to stop her so I could just end the game and kiss every last inch of this ripe and luscious body sitting on top of me, but she surprised me yet again by going on. It appeared that the longer I knew Michaela, the more confident she was becoming.. A transformation I felt honored to watch.
"This is going to sound silly.. but I closed my eyes, imagining you in bed with me, and pretended that you were kissing my neck while exploring me, whispering dirty things that had never even popped into my mind before at the same time... Where my fingers touched, in my head, your hands covered every inch.. I teased my breasts through my clothes, and the silk felt incredible against..." Michaela's cheeks darkened as she hesitated, eyes downcast, unable to say the word I wanted to hear.
"Those pretty, little nipples?.." I finished for her, eyeing her chest and breaking the rules of the game immediately when I reached both hands up to tweak and massage my girl's hardened peaks, shocking her into silence for a moment before she let out a blissful, shy moan, her own hands gripping my naked hips in response. "You cheated." Michaela remarked carelessly, eyes closed as she rocked her body on top of me discreetly, trying not to appear too obvious at showcasing her needs.
"For good reason," I said as I leaned forward to whisper in my sweet Hufflepuff's ear, never stopping the attention to her gorgeous, pert breasts. I kissed down her neck, reliving the fantasy she spoke of with her, dying to urge Michaela to continue. "Tell me more, Love. Where else did my hands travel in your head?.."
"D-down my b-body," Michaela said nervously, realizing where this unexpected tour of her soft, inviting skin was heading. She gasped when my fingertips wandered down her sides while my lips moved across her bare shoulders. I boldly ran my hands up underneath her shirt, finally sliding up and placing my warm palms onto those bare breasts. Tensing for only a moment, Michaela's eyes and mouth opened in surprise. This intimate skin on skin contact was a big step for the both of us, and the realization of my actions was written all over her face. "Charlie?.." She whispered, holding her breath. I ran my thumbs across the aroused tips of her unseen breasts, and she closed her eyes, a quiet moan slipping from those sexy lips.
"Babygirl, I've been craving you in the worst way.. These beautiful tits have been on my mind so much." I said these words against her skin, my mouth unable to leave her body for more than a few seconds at a time. "Is this okay with you, Sweetheart?" I felt Michaela nod her head, relaxing some as she enjoyed the new sensation. Instead of using words, she kissed my lips, falling more into the expert caresses I was providing.
This new territory being explored was mesmerizing.. Finally feeling Michaela's bare breasts in my hands was something I had fantasied about daily, but was still far better than what I could have imagined. She was, for lack of a better word, perfect. Even without actually looking at them, I could feel the amazing, plump weight in my palms. My cock twitched, wanting her as excitement coursed through every part of me while I imagined what else might happen next.
Deciding to take the initiative further, I nibbled on the sweet spot where Michaela's neck met her shoulder while lightly pinching and caressing her nipples. My girl sighed, falling into my touch willingly. "Tell me what you need, sweetheart, I want to make you feel good.." I spoke encouragingly.
I could barely hear her reply with how soft spoken Michaela's words were, but as soon as I understood the request, my heartbeat sped up, and a wicked grin covered my face.
"I know I wasn't ready before, but can you.. do what you originally intended the first night you kissed me? I've been thinking about it ever since." Michaela had said shyly, immediately biting her lip after she made her desire clear. A raspy moan escaped my throat, causing her gorgeous eyes to jump to mine right before my lips pressed against that lovely mouth. My tongue sought out her own after I gently bit Michaela's bottom lip, claiming her.
We made out for a few heated moments, my hands running over my girl's taut, sexy body with ease before I decided to move a hand onto Michaela's shoulder. I slowly slipped down one single strap of her shirt, allowing an unobstructed view of her smooth, freckled skin.
"You looked so good sitting up on my kitchen counter that night.. legs wrapped around me, with your gorgeous tits needing attention. Do you want that now, babygirl? Want my mouth right here, kissing you and tasting your skin?" I questioned, pursuing Michaela with naughty words and sinful thoughts while my hands worked their magic, giving her feelings she'd never experienced before.
"You'd really do that for me?.." She asked, eyes lighting up with a timid curiosity. "Of course." I responded, somewhat bewildered at the idea of her even wondering that question. It definitely caught me off guard. My expression must have been telling because Michaela traced my bottom lip, which had been open in mild surprise. "I'd do anything for you.. I want to do everything to you, as well. Starting with making your innocent, little cunt crave my fingers and mouth just from me touching your breasts." I teased, fully enjoying the look on her face. Those sparkling green eyes widened in awe at my words as she gasped. "Please?.." Was all Michaela asked, her gaze meaningful while she awaited my response.
"Always so polite, Love.." I grinned, my hands going to cup her face as I pulled her in for a kiss. I continued our connection at the mouth, leisurely making out and feeling her smile against my lips. I used this time to slip off the other strap of her top before glancing down, seeing the thin, grey fabric being held up by nothing more than the shape of Michaela's deliciously pert breasts. Fully mesmerized, my hand moved to touch along the top of the soft curve of her young, tender flesh.
I glanced up at Michaela's beautiful face, only to see that she was just as captivated by the way my hands were exploring her body as I was. I moved to carefully tweak a peaked nipple, watching her face the entire time, and was pleased to see that her eyes never left her own breasts. She only took a breath, mouth parted in silent pleasure, completely caught up in what was being done to her. God, it was so fucking hot to see...
I couldn't take it anymore. My need to see this sweet girl naked was growing and burning away any capabilities I had that allowed me to wait. Moving to feverishly kiss once more down her neck and taking care to tease those cute, little peaks again, I leaned back to look at Michaela, seeking her eyes and checking her body language to be sure she truly wanted this.. wanted me to expose those exquisite tits and show her a new kind of pleasure, all while taking one more step into this lovely, intoxicating relationship...
One quick tug of that skin tight fabric immediately had my mouth watering for her. My tongue darted out to lick my dry lips, quickly developing an urgent need to taste my girl's body from top to bottom. The ache for her was unreal, and I hadn't even seen her fully naked. I wasn't completely sure if we'd go that far tonight, but I was blessed with the opportunity of just being able to see this stunning creature partially bare on my lap..
For a moment, all I could do was look at her and moan. Some sort of predatory growl escaped my throat, needing her. It immediately made her gasp and bring a hand to her mouth, covering it before the other moved to cover those pretty tits, caused by the deeply instilled shyness that Michaela had developed over time.
"Don't you dare, Love." I said, voice dark and serious, my eyes moving up to stare at her sternly. I lightly gripped both wrists in my hands, pulling her against my chest and kissing those soft, pouty lips without another word. Suddenly having my warm, naked chest up against those aroused nipples had Michaela moaning and melting into me from this new sensation.
Wanting to cover her with my body and maybe something more, I somehow moved us into a new position. I stood up quickly, Michaela's arms moving to wrap around my neck, and I held her close, our mouths never losing their connection while her legs tightened around my waist. I gently laid her down against the thick pallet of blankets and pillows, watching Michaela immediately relax against the softness that enveloped her. I still towered over her form, balancing on my knees, finally taking in the image of this angel lying on my bedroom floor.
The light of the fireplace cast a warm, radiant glow over Michaela's hair and skin. The auburn curls had spread out around her face and over the pillows, making her look like a magical being from another world... Maybe even a goddess, taking the time to grace me with her enchanting
presence. The shy smile and green eyes looking me over at the same time made me feel like the only man in existence.. And the adorable blush that was a staple in Michaela's appearance at this point was a beautiful shade of pink, shining from the fire's light. One that I could finally see how far it led.. down her neck and over her small, plump breasts, eventually reaching the peaked nipples that have kept me awake at night, keeping me fantasizing and constantly aroused, wondering what they looked like.
I was unsure why I was always captivated by a woman's chest most of all during any relationship I had, but something about Michaela made that feeling enhance ten times over, making my fascination feel new and my lust for her more intense..
She moved slightly, bringing me out of my trance, and I watched in awed fascination as Michaela bit her lip and lifted the tiny, grey top over her head that had been previously hanging loosely underneath her chest. It landed behind her on the floor, and when her arms came back down, she wrapped them around herself, looking unsure of what to do next.
"You're.. so perfect." I said breathlessly, my voice not sounding like my own. "Your skin is beautiful, Love. And those pretty, pink nipples look like they're begging to be played with." I sighed, and glanced further down, excitement filling me as I took in how downright fuckable this young woman looked in that green miniskirt. How it floated around her upper thighs, almost teasing me in how it was the only thing concealing the rest of Michaela's enticing charms.
She observed me watching her, and rubbed those curvy thighs together, looking as if she wanted nothing more than for me to spread them wide and explore what lay hidden beneath.. and while I was more than tempted to do exactly that, the little bit of my conscience I had left that hadn't gone to the dark side was telling me to wait. To just tease and taste the pretty rosebud nipples that were patiently waiting for my attention.
I really wanted to crawl back between her thighs, for her to feel my erection up against that tight, wet cunt, but instead, I moved to lay down beside her, propping myself up on one elbow while I trailed a hand along Michaela's bare thigh. It toyed with the soft fabric of her skirt before I moved it across the smooth expanse of her stomach. I gripped her hip in my hand, squeezing it and going in for another kiss. She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me in and seeking out my tongue with her own. The taste of her honeyed mouth made me moan, and the hand on her stomach inched it's way higher, finally cupping the bare skin of one breast in my palm.
"Mhmm.. Charlie..." Michaela sighed, breath catching in her throat as her eyes closed, a look of pleasure on her face. "That feels.. so indescribably good." She managed to whisper, and my pride soared. The hand exploring her newly uncovered chest gave a gentle squeeze, then I played with that tiny, alluring peak, pinching and teasing as she moaned.
I moved in closer, first kissing her neck before running my tongue down by Michaela's ear, then nibbled and licked the lobe, causing her to shiver in delight. Both of my hands were now fully enjoying the weight of those beautiful tits in my palms, and falling more into the joys that her sinfully tempting body offered.
I hovered over Michaela more, eyes closed, allowing myself to wander down her form by touch and taste alone. My mouth left kisses along her neck, across her collar bone, then lingered over her freckled shoulders, paying more attention to what I knew to be my girl's most sensitive spots.
But, what I desired most of all, was to have Michaela's tantalizing nipples in my mouth.. Pressing my lips lower, I kissed slowly over the sexy curve of her breasts, looking into her eyes for the briefest of moments while my mouth slipped down into her cleavage. She watched me, mesmerized by each loving bit of affection I gave.
But Michaela's heart was beating quickly, anticipation coursing through her simultaneously. I moved one hand to her hip, stroking the skin there reassuringly, and she relaxed some. Paying attention to her beautiful chest rise and fall for a few moments, I saw it slowing down enough for me to resume.
"I.. I want you, Charlie. You just make me nervous, in a good way." Michaela said quietly, taking hold of my hand and placing it back on her chest, right over her heart. "I want to know everything you want to do to me, and do with me. Something about being around you makes me want to give you every last part of myself.."
I acknowledged this, my own heart beating excitedly from that precious confession, while my mind gave into its more... devilish tendencies, causing one corner of my mouth to tilt up in a smirk as I eyed her. "I think if I told you every last thing I wanted to do with you, sweetheart, you'd probably leave. The list is long and my mind is creatively depraved when I think about how badly I want you..." My voice deepened as I spoke, kissing down her neck once more. She shivered at my words, but didn't shrink away from my touch. "Yet somehow my curiosity and desire for you grows. Even with all of your warnings.." Michaela giggled sweetly, head tilting back, sighing happily from the feel of my unshaven face on her smooth skin.
My hands went back to her breasts, teasing and exploring, causing enchanting, pleasurable sounds to come from her lips. "I want your mouth on me, Charlie. Please? I don't think I can wait much longer. I'm dying to know how it feels to have you.." She trailed off, mouth open in surprise as my tongue trailed its way down the valley of her breasts. "You want me to taste these pretty, little cherries?" I whispered, my mouth kissing just around her areola, carefully avoiding the pebbled tips that looked as if they were vying for my attention.
Michaela nodded, eyes closed and biting that bottom lip again. "What did I tell you about biting those pouty lips, Love?.. When I said I'd give you something hard for that delicious, innocent mouth, it wasn't a joke. It was a threat." I followed this promise to discipline her by taking a hold on her hand and placing it against my restrained, but intensely aroused cock, making the angel beneath me gasp.
My head lifted, capturing her lips with my own, kissing Michaela fiercely, releasing some of my own pent up sexual need for this sweet girl. But she took my sexual frustration and immersed herself in it, accepting my desire by boldly running her hand up and down the length of my erection, finding the head almost immediately. She ran her thumb over it slowly, and the friction from my pants helped to release a deep, pleasurable groan from my mouth into hers.
"You're a naughty, little girl, you know that?" I growled, gripping her chin lightly to look into her eyes. Michaela only responded with a blush to her cheeks, a shy grin spreading across her face, and another heart stopping stroke to my cock as she nodded, affirming what I had said.
"It feels so fucking good having your hand on me, babygirl." My words came out slow, deep and struggled with the passion I was feeling for Michaela. She gently squeezed and stroked over my jeans in response, and I couldn't help but lean down, all the while locking eyes with my girl as I leisurely ran my tongue over her right nipple.
The sweet gasp and the stunned, beautiful look on her face as Michaela watched me begin to move back and forth, causing both of those peaks to glisten before I fully took one into my mouth to suck felt purely erotic. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel and taste of her, keeping a hand on her other breast while my free hand trailed down her side, teasing there back and forth, causing her to wriggle underneath me. I went between each luscious handful, causing Michaela's back to arch for me. She was moaning, slowly saying my name over and over like a mantra, something to tie her to our reality while I made her body experience these new, sensual thrills.
My girl responded to my touch so well.. It was such an exquisite feeling to experience. The little moans of need, the adorable gasps, and how Michaela moved her hips to feel some sort of friction between those creamy thighs made my cock ache for her. Those delicate hands that had never touched a man before tonight in such a way had me lusting for her body more than ever before. She quickly learned what movements made me melt, even though she had yet to feel me there, skin to skin.
"Mmhmm, sweetheart, I could absolutely devour you right now." I groaned into her ear, taking a small break from the constant attention my mouth was giving the sensitive tips of her breasts. She was flushed pink all the way down to those pretty tits. And when I looked further below, I realized it wasn't just from the way I had been playing with Michaela's chest.. while one hand had been on my cock, the other had slipped below her skirt, hidden from view.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, then licked my lips slowly, mouth watering at the thought of Michaela actually trying to play with her pussy while I pleasured those gorgeous breasts with my mouth. She had her eyes closed in concentration, lips opened slightly as she toyed with her own body and kept on massaging the length of my cock... No idea that I was watching her getting off. I cupped her breast, tweaking a taut nipple while witnessing with an avid fascination when Michaela sighed and moved her hand a bit faster, lost in her own world. To just be a spectator and a helping hand for this achingly innocent young woman, allowing her to use me to reach the peak of utmost pleasure... it was exhilarating.
I knew I was put on the world to do many things, but right now my sole purpose felt as if loving and pleasing Michaela was my true destiny. To intertwine our lives and seek out the most enchanting experiences with our bodies and our hearts, fully giving in to one another.
Hearing her sigh again, quietly speaking my name brought me out of the awed trance I was in. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, and I had a feeling Michaela was getting in her own head, trying too hard to bring about the orgasm that her body so wantonly desired. I felt her hand move more against my cock, and it made me feel so good I didn't want it to stop, but what I wanted more than that was to watch this sexy angel climax.
I took her hand in my own, gently kissing the fingertips that previously explored my body, silently thanking her for the way she focused on making me feel truly amazing. I watched as Michaela's eyes slowly opened, as if a spell was breaking and she was coming back to me once again. When the realization hit that I could see what she was doing below her skirt, Michaela gasped in quiet shock, quickly removing her fingers from that wet, luscious pussy, if the glistening tips were any indication.
Before she could hide her hand or offer an explanation, I took hold of her wrist carefully, eying Michaela with a lascivious look. I brought those delicate fingers to my mouth, tasting the tips of her index and middle finger, slowly sucking off the sweet essence of her sex. "Charlie, I.. I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't have been doing that in front of you. I promise I don't normally do this..." She rushed out her words, not fully comprehending what I'd just done. "Wait, did you just?.." Michaela paused, finally processing my actions. Her cheeks darkened even more, and I stroked a finger along her lip that was parted open in surprise.
"You taste delicious, Love." I whispered, kissing her slowly before looking back into her eyes. "And the only thing that bothered me about you playing with that perfect cunt is how you didn't ask me for help instead. You looked stunning, laying there with one hand on my cock and the other underneath your skirt.." My hand trailed up her thigh, and I used my thumb to gently massage along the smooth skin there, trying to soothe any of Michaela's distress.
"Tell me what you're thinking, baby." I requested, prodding her to speak her thoughts. She looked as if she had a dozen things flitting across her mind at once. "The way you were making me feel.. I don't think I can completely put into words. I have this.. this very strong urge to have your hands... and your mouth, on certain parts of my body that I'm still nervous about experiencing." Michaela sighed, momentarily hiding her face behind her hands like it would push away whatever awkward embarrassment she was feeling.
"That's not a bad thing, Love. It's very normal to want that. Trust me, I've been having the same urges since I laid eyes on you. If anyone shouldn't be having those feelings, it's me. But I do want you... and the amount of ways I've imagined having you should be illegal." I chuckled, my eyes unable to meet hers from the sheer honesty of that statement. "Wow, Professor Weasley, I think you're blushing." She giggled, taking her hand and using it to stroke my cheek, feeling it heat beneath her thumb. Michaela bit her lip, thinking for the briefest of seconds before speaking. "I wanna hear them.. Your fantasies. What have you been imagining doing to me exactly?"
I think a look of warmth and want flashed across my face, because a moment later I saw that beautiful smile look as if she needed to take a breath. My desire was always seemingly visible to my girl, no matter how hard I tried to conceal it. "You really want to hear them, Michaela?" I asked, a foreign feeling of nerves bursting through me. "Of course I do, Char.. I want to know everything." She encouraged me, leaning up to softly kiss my mouth.
I sighed, placing my forehead against hers, smiling. "Even the dark ones?.." At this question, she paused, considering the possibilities. "Well... yeah. I mean, I haven't even really had enough experience with the light ones, if that's what you'd call them.. But I want everything you have to offer. I can't just pretend that there's a part of you that doesn't exist, Charlie." She whispered, toying with a belt loop on my pants while seriously thinking about the entirety of the question. "Who knows.. maybe I'll like them too?" Michaela shrugged nonchalantly, a slow grin lighting up her features. "I won't know until you tell me. And until I experience them for myself."
"That's very wise of you, Love.." I observed, feeling oddly awed by the direction this conversation had taken. Moments ago I had tasted Michaela's pussy from her fingertips, and now we were well on the way to discussing my turn-ons and fevered fantasies. "So tell me how you think of me Charlie. I wanna know the sweetest to the most.." she eyed me up and down, biting that lip again knowingly, "devilish ideas you might have of the two of us together."
"Hmm.. Well, you might already know a few of them." I laughed lightly, running a hand through my hair as I gazed at her, then moved to lovingly caress one of Michaela's breasts. She arched her back some, obviously still craving my touch. "If you keep doing that, we won't get around to you telling me everything I want to know." She playfully scolded me, all while giggling and swatting at my hands. "Tell me more, please?"
Choosing to start out slowly, I picked something less.. wicked. "I really want to just... taste you. I love oral sex, and I think seeing you with your gorgeous legs wrapped around my shoulders sounds like the best thing I could be doing with my evening." Giving her a wink, I smirked down at Michaela, who looked as if she wasn't sure if she wanted to laugh or feel embarrassed because of the bluntness of my comment.
"I'm being serious though, even if I'm in a playful mood. I promise." She seemed to relax at this statement, smiling up at me as I took one of her curls, twirling it around my finger while contemplating what to say next. I then stared at her mouth, remembering the other side of that delicious fantasy that had made me climax some nights from just the thought... I traced Michaela's lips, slowly teasing the plump bottom half before speaking. "I've also thought about using this tempting mouth of yours, baby."
At this, her eyes went wide, because I hadn't been very upfront about wanting to do that to her. She's only heard a few well placed innuendos here and there.. but I meant every word. From the curious look on Michaela's face, I had a feeling she already knew exactly what I was insinuating, but the fire that arose in me when she went ahead and asked me to elaborate was scorching. Her voice sounded so angelic when she spoke, it almost made me feel guilty when I answered.
Almost..
"I want these gorgeous, pink lips to circle my cock, Sweetheart.. The amount of times I've dreamt about wrapping my hands up in your long, red curls while fucking that sinless mouth is unimaginable. I've honestly lost count.." Michaela bit her lip again, this time as a nervous reflex, and I captured her face by her chin, carefully keeping the contact between us. My thumb ran across her bottom lip once more, and her mouth parted some. The briefest of intimate touch between us was enough to slow down our breathing and made us lock eyes, unable to look away from the other.
My body was acting on its own. Without another thought, my finger dipped in between her lips, stimulating both of our senses, causing her to feel and for me to see how erotic it was for each of us.
Michaela closed her eyes for a few moments, somehow knowing to wrap those lips around me. Her body language and instantaneous acceptance of whatever I did never failed to astound me..
She moaned, sucking me lightly, and my cock immediately ached for this young woman whom I craved to have forever as my own. I slowly pushed the tip of my finger in and out a few times, torturing myself with how good it felt just to have Michaela's tongue move against any part of my body. I momentarily glanced down, admiring the way her chest moved as she breathed slowly, the succulent peaks of her breasts calling to me, begging for my mouth to take them in again.
My voice felt rough when I tried to speak, any ease I had at conversation going out the window the second I realized that my girl's hot, little mouth was going to be my weakness. I withdrew the moistened tip, wanting to feel along Michaela's lip one more time before my cock could possibly erupt without it even being inside her.
"You.. you and your mouth are so fucking seductive... it might very well be the death of me. But you could drain me dry, taking my soul with you, and I'd still die happy from having experienced even just the little bit of affection you've gifted me." As I spoke this, the wet tip of my finger drifted down over Michaela's right nipple, offering a slow burn of pleasure, increasing my need to overpower her senses with every passing second. The difference in temperature caused a new, delightful sensation in her body, making her skin tingle. I saw the goosebumps appear across Michaela's arms, and watched her shiver not only from my touch, but from how I looked at her with such fiery intent that she wouldn't dare to tear her eyes away from mine.
"If.. if wanting me to go down on you is starting out slow when it comes to sharing your secrets, I feel like I'm going to need another drink just to be able to take in every other dirty thought you have yet to share with me..." Michaela whispered, a nervous smile playing on her soft lips. I grinned at this, but waited to speak because she looked like she had another question on the tip of her tongue. "Charlie.. Tell me something you've always wanted to do, but have never done with another person before. Something you've only imagined when you've thought of us together."
She had a way of piercing me where I kept every lonesome, needy thought in my head.. I blushed, caught off guard by her inquiry. The one thing I've only imagined with her instantly rushed to the front of my mind, making my dry mouth unable to swallow. I ran a hand through my hair, slowly rising up to sit above her on the bed as I grabbed the bottle and refilled my glass. All Michaela did was watch me, arms crossed over her naked chest with a small, shy smile on her face, waiting for me to take care of my immediate needs. She looked so comfortable laying there, the pure image of her by the firelight searing itself into my memories for life.
I took a sip of my drink as I eyed her, and made the decision to be truthful, no matter how embarrassing my confessions felt in the moment.. Placing my drink on the bedside table, I patted my lap, encouraging Michaela to come closer. She moved to sit across my lap, but I gently grabbed her hips at the last moment, pivoting them so they were facing me. I took the time to eye her body, loving the naughty fact that my favorite student was standing here in my room, almost fully exposed and craving my touch.
Michaela licked her lips, waiting patiently for more instructions. I patted myself again, this time only on one jean-covered thigh, willing her to follow my movements. "Sir, I.." she stopped herself when she noticed the sudden blaze of need in my eyes, and then tried to continue. "I mean.. Charlie... I'm unsure what you're asking."
This time I didn't hesitate. "I want you to straddle yourself over my thigh." Another sharp inhale from her pretty mouth made me want to crash my lips to hers, but the longing I had for what came next felt more pertinent than anything else. That cute, almost unnoticeable wriggle of her hips and clenching of Michaela's bare thighs didn't slip my notice. "You know I'm.. not wearing anything underneath here."
"Oh.. Didn't realize, Love. I completely forgot that sweet cunt was naked underneath your skirt..." my lips curled into a flirty, knowing grin that she saw through immediately. Michaela's eyes mirrored mine with playful mirth before she fired back with, "Oh no, Professor Weasley, are you beginning to forget important facts in your old age?"
I actually snorted from this, laughing easily at the break in our sexual tension. "It's either my decrepit, old age or your flawless, unrelenting beauty making me lose my fucking mind. Not quite sure which is overpowering my last brain cell, to be honest." My joking made her giggle, allowing those walls to come down just long enough to let me slowly bring Michaela onto my lap. She didn't have time to think before I had situated her soft form against me, those pretty, lightly freckled thighs parting to hover over my left leg, the same leg that happened to have my hard cock against it, straining underneath my jeans.
Before she could even think twice, I lowered Michaela's hips down far enough to allow her pussy to press directly onto my leg, gently urging my girl to relax and trust me to keep her balanced. My fingertips gripped the smooth skin that was exposed directly above Michaela's skirt.
Leaning forward, I whispered in her ear and began giving my into my desperate demands.
"I know it'll feel awkward at first, baby... but I want you to keep your weight completely on my thigh. You can wrap your arms around my neck or place your hands on my chest if you need more support. Yeah, Love, just like that.." I paused, smiling when she took a nervous breath and glided those delicate hands over my chest before resting them on my shoulders.
"So.. this is part of your fantasy?" She asked quietly. "One of them, yes." I whispered back, letting loose a built up groan at the feel of her body up against mine. I leaned my forehead closer, pressing our faces together as I took a breath, trying to relax my needy grip before I ended up bruising Michaela's tender skin. I looked into her eyes and saw that shy smile before she let out a light laugh. "I don't know what I'm doing Charlie. Move me how you want. I'm unsure what our endgame is tonight but I want to make you happy. If I'm doing this wrong you need to tell me."
"The only way this could be done wrong is if it ends up not feeling good for you... this fantasy of mine is about your pleasure." I tried to explain, wondering if my thoughts would make any sense.
Michaela's eyebrows furrowed, another question on the tip of her tongue. "But how does it end up making you feel good?"
"Love, every small movement from your spectacular body gives me immense satisfaction. The idea of what I'm about to attempt to make you feel makes me more hard for you than I've ever been in my life. The very thought of helping you climax just from having your innocent, bare cunt riding my thigh.." I growled, moving Michaela's delicious hips gently as I pressed her core down onto the firm part of my upper leg, immediately gaining the exact response I hoped for. A soft, needy whimper rolled right off my girls' lips, turning into a swift intake of breath as I kissed down her neck, urging Michaela to keep rocking her hips onto me at a steady pace.
"This.. Babygirl, this is exactly what I wanted to see. The need to watch you find yourself is what I crave. Seeing you come alive on top of me, allowing my hands to explore while you use my body for whatever you want.. It's like getting to experience a work of art being created, knowing deep down how much it's going to change your life." I stared into her eyes, seeing her listening to every word that fell from my lips, for her ears only.
Both of my hands roamed higher, straying away from Michaela's waist, up into her long curls. I ran my fingers through her hair, watching her eyes close at the feel of them gliding through so gently, taking care not to tangle the sensitive, auburn tresses. I let one hand hold onto the nape of her neck, gripping it enough to force her eyes back to me as I let the other trace it's way over her ear, lazily making its way down her body and back to her breast.
A single stroke to Michaela's nipple had those gorgeous thighs squeezing together, making her try to not to give away how easy it was to succumb to my tempting touch. "Sweetheart, I know it's your instinct to try to control yourself around me, but if you don't start grinding that needy, little clit on me right now, I'm going to lay you down and use my mouth on your pretty pussy until you're begging me to fuck you...
I am trying to be a gentleman, for your sake, even though every instinct in me is telling me to take each pure, shining piece of your innocence and wreck any plans you had of maintaining it. Now, move. I won't ask again." My words hit where I needed to, and a quiet sounding 'Yes Sir,' made it to my ears right when I felt more of Michaela's body press into me.
I smiled, feeling pleased but not saying anything, only indicating my happiness with her compliance by leaning down to take a hot, mouthwatering nipple between my lips. I gripped Michaela's hips again, softly sucking and taking what I wanted.
Without that tiny pair of panties to act as a barrier, I began to feel a perfect warmth from between her legs. Heat pooling and covering my thigh, surely making my jeans wet from everything we were doing together. I helped my girl move her hips slowly and rock herself steadily on me, feeling Michaela angle her body just right, beginning to get off by using every tool I had practically laid at her feet.
I was now switching between each lovely breast, tonguing both tips with a feverish need to watch her come undone. My hands ended up having a mind of their own, and without a coherent thought, began wandering down past her hips, gripping her thighs and enjoying the smooth feel of her legs beneath my fingertips.
Michaela was fully grinding on my lap now, eyes intent on watching my mouth tease and lick her sweet, pert tits with an avid fascination. Her hands were all over me, fingers running through my hair, going as far to even slightly tug on it when something felt particularly good. They would grip my muscled arms, wander across my own naked chest, and even confidently teased the trail of hair leading beneath my pants.
My cock was forever hard, it seemed. It was almost crying out to be freed from its confines, to feel her bare, dripping cunt skin to skin. I wanted to feel it toying with her precious, pebbled clit, and to slide it between her plump lips as she rode me. That one fantasy felt like exquisite sin taking hold of my decency, shredding the last little bit to pieces in my mind. I moved to grab onto Michaela's round arse then, squeezing somewhat roughly and bouncing my leg beneath her. I felt that warm, sexy pussy moving directly against the length of my hardness, causing us both to moan in surprised unison.
Right when I chuckled lowly, loving the little sounds coming from my girl, Michaela began voicing her requests, almost fervently begging me. "More?.. Please Charlie? Baby.. I feel so... Oh, god.." Before she could get another word past those kissable lips, I had freed one hand from her backside and quickly made my way between us. My fingers moved as if in a trance, timidly feeling the soft, smooth skin of her mound before running my thumb lower, instinctively spreading her untouched slit with a lone digit, bringing moisture from her core to her aching clit for the first time, massaging it in a way that had Michaela pressing her mouth to mine in a kiss that kept her from screaming my name while giving me everything I had wanted for tonight.
She felt so smooth and wet against me, making me want to bury myself in her cunt and make love to her forever. I couldn't begin to process the fact that my hands were finally stroking the one spot I had fantasized about for the past few weeks.
My tongue entered her mouth, asking to play and taste one another. She accepted, taking me in and kissing me with an endearing eagerness. Michaela was moving wildly against my devious fingers now, wanting me to make her experience everything we'd spoken about. I groaned, the sound flawlessly intertwining with this angel's sexy, quiet moans. I stretched the hand underneath her skirt further, my thumb forever persistent against her clit as a different finger slipped its way into her tight, little hole.
She was turned on to a point where it slipped in perfectly, slowly but easily enough to let me know it didn't hurt her. She didn't wince in pain thankfully, but instead, I quickly felt her squeezing my finger with need, letting me know an orgasm was well on its way to overtaking her. My excitement was at its peak, feeling her pulsing around me and wishing I could be inside her. Feeling her hips gyrating over me, basically trying to learn how to fuck my hand was the hottest scene I had ever had the pleasure of viewing, let alone been a part of. I was in awe of this young woman, of how she acted, looked, talked... everything Michaela embodied, I adored without question.
"Fucking hell.. you're beautiful, Babygirl. You look so sweet, taking my fingers like this. I bet I could just flip up this pretty skirt so easily... See how wet your naughty, little cunt is just from my touch." I whispered close to her ear, leaning back a moment later to see those green eyes widen in a shy, lust-filled gaze. Her pussy pulsed even more from my words, verifying how turned on this was making her.
"What's going to make you come for me tonight, Love?.. Will my rough, dirty words do you in? Will it be my lips tasting that delicious spot on your neck that makes you moan? My fingers exploring this indescribable, magnificent body in places you've been dying for me to touch?.." I lifted up her skirt then, slowly sliding it up her bare thighs, finally revealing her soft, naked pussy to my lecherous gaze.
Seeing my fingers already on her, my hand wet with her need for my touch, had me growling hungrily at the sight of her hovering above my lap, with just enough room for my hand to play. I could see the moisture on my jeans, proof of how much she was enjoying our time together. It all made me feel so fucking wild for her. I needed Michaela, wanted her crying out for me, needed her to make a mess from expressing her pleasure. I wanted her fully exposed over my hard, pulsating cock, giving into every last thought she's ever blushed over while thinking about the two of us intertwined.. To have all of that and more was something I desired over anything else.
"You look so goddamn erotic to me, baby.. This image of you is going to be burned into my mind forever. How perfect you look tonight, so lovely with every bit of your desire radiating off of your skin.." My words were taking aim and hitting her right where she needed. I felt her shiver from my lips against her ear while she pressed more into my body, needing me to continue with using my skilled hands between her thighs. Those soft moans and sighs of my name would never get old coming from her. I felt revitalized every time I heard those sweet sounds coming from my girl.
"Charlie, I th-think I w-want.." Michaela stumbled over her words, not from lack of nerves, but from the excitement of our passion for one another finally colliding. "Tell me, Love. Anything you want, I'll give it to you." The devil on my shoulder kept the movements from my hands going at a speed that was both cruel and caring, while my lips kissed, nibbled and sucked on the curve of her neck. I felt one of her hands find my cock again, the adorably timid stroke along the length both startling and making me shiver. If my hands weren't preoccupied with getting aquatinted with Michaela's body, I'd be wrapping those pretty red curls around my fist while I watched her take out my aching cock for the first time. I'm ashamed to say that from that single action alone, this angel would most likely witness me coming for her in a matter of seconds..
"Your m-mouth.. I think I want your mouth. Y-your t-tongue..." I growled at these precious words spilling from Michaela's lips. "Tell me, sweet girl. You want my tongue tasting you here?" My fingers indicated my meaning instead of actually speaking the truly inappropriate thoughts at the forefront of my mind, ones where I honestly wondered if they would send Michaela running out my door.
Thankfully, she understood, body shaking, fully trembling in need as I finger fucked her pussy without stopping. "Yes, please?.." Her words were uttered quickly, the urgency of the situation escalating, taking my own breath away with how breathless Michaela sounded.
When words left me, my ability to handle a call to action always seemed to work. I pulled my hands away, moving to grip her hips and lift her up. The shocked gasp from the way I picked up Michaela's body was nothing compared to how she sounded when I finally place my mouth on her skin. No pretense, just the frantic, longing need to taste her excitement from the source.
As soon as my tongue landed, with me immediately taking a mouthwatering lick through her sweet, sexy cunt, Michaela cried out. Her knees shook and I realized that they might give out if I kept her in that position, standing up so her pussy was level with my face. I pulled away, regretting the loss of contact, but wanting to fix it as swiftly as possible. Michaela probably felt like a doll the way I was easily picking her up and moving her around to suit our needs better.
I was so tempted to lay on my back, allowing Michaela to ride my face, but with the way her body was trembling, I wanted her safe and comfortable, relaxing against my bed while I happily did all the work.
Once my girl was in the position I wanted, I sat back and admired her body. Michaela's head was slightly propped up enough to where she could look down at me while I got ready to devour every last part of her. But before I started, I took the time to just.. look at her.
That little skirt was once again covering up what I craved, along with Michaela's crossed arms only concealing her nipples from my gaze. That delicious shyness was back in full force, my guess that it was broken by me breaking the sexual trance we were both in before. A trance that I wanted nothing more than to have back in that moment. I licked my lips, roaming my eyes over Michaela's skin from top to bottom.
Her smooth legs were brought together in a proper way, reminding me of a model posing for a photograph. I ran my hand through my hair, mind running away with thoughts of her posing naked or in lingerie just for me. "That looks.. painful." Michaela's quiet words made me look up to her face, seeing a cute grin peaking through as she nibbled her bottom lip. She nodded her head in the direction of my hard cock. "Maybe you should free it or something." She giggled even though her face was turning a darker shade from the bold suggestion.
"The only thing keeping me from the edge of my own primal insanity is that fastened button on my jeans. I don't think I can release myself until you're thoroughly sated, if I'm being honest. I want you too goddamn much.." I trailed off, my humor slowly veering into the pure desire I felt for Michaela that I was unable to hide.
"You can have me, Charlie. I want to experience whatever you have planned for us. I mean that." The sincerity Michaela conveyed so well with her eyes had me melting for her. But regardless, I still had work to do.
"We'll get there, baby, I promise. For now, though, all I want is another taste.. May I do this for you?" I leaned closer, letting the offer sink in while my hands roamed up her legs. The tiniest of nods was all I waited for.
"Be a good girl and lift up that sexy skirt for me, Love.
Spread your legs and show me your perfect, little cunt."
My eyes were trained on hers, and she couldn't break away from the contact at first. Michaela swallowed and bit her lip a little harder, but then closed her eyes finally, nodding before slowly moving those hands down to her skirt, revealing her chest again while she allowed her pussy to show.
Seeing my girl from this angle almost broke me. She looked so lovely and pure, even with her bare, glistening cunt on display. I came closer, roaming my hands further up those curvaceous thighs, to help with positioning Michaela just how I wanted. Knowing how I'd already tasted her, for just the quickest of moments, didn't ease the flips my stomach was performing. Thankfully it was more from excitement rather than nerves..
I was right up next to her now, on my knees and hovering, deciding to kiss my way down her body for our prolonged enjoyment. She always seemed to relax in an easier manner whenever we kissed. In the moment, us coming together and caressing without a thought or care to anything else but each other made everything feel more natural between us.
As soon as my lips grazed her neck, Michaela sighed happily, and I held onto her hips, smiling into her soft skin. I moved my way along her collar bone, hands exploring thoughtfully, pausing at spots along the way that made her back arch into me and released needy moans from her mouth. The tips of her breasts were eventually teased and taut again from my tongue and fingers, and in moments Michaela had her hands in my hair, gasping my name and begging me to move lower. I nipped her hip with my teeth, locking eyes with her while my fingers were devilishly handling one of her breasts, and my other hand playfully traced her lower lips.
"Tell me you want me.. tell me exactly how badly you need my tongue parting your beautiful slit." I whispered only loud enough for her to hear, my voice feeling too low to even speak. It almost hurt to talk. All I wanted to do was devour Michaela's natural ecstasy, and fuck her until all we knew in the world were each other's bodies. "Please, Charlie, I can't wait anymore. I need to know what you feel like, I think I'll catch fire if I don't f-feel you... I n-need you to.. use me. Use me for whatever you desire. I want you so much I can't find the words. It's too intense and feels too.. way too fucking good when you touch me." My girl's voice shook when she confessed her thoughts, and I was awed, completely captivated by her.
"Such a good girl; god, I adore you. I fucking lo-" I caught myself, realizing what I was about to let slip, and I felt Michaela pause, but our eyes stayed locked, her looking at me with an expression I couldn't comprehend. "I love your mind, and every beautiful emotion you're experiencing when I touch you. You're brilliant, baby. Absolutely stunning.."
These words were true, but I noticed an ache in my chest from not saying the words I had almost uttered, albeit unintentionally.
I lightly shook my head and smiled to myself, realizing I was getting stuck on something I could.. fix at a later time. In front of me was the woman of my dreams, waiting for me to perform enticing, sinful acts on her delectable body. I started to lower myself more between Michaela's legs, kissing and nibbling her spread thighs, which caused her to greet me with an adorable mixture of giggles and sexy moans.
She had her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of me teasing her with a lovely smile on her face. I took that moment, choosing to surprise her with a long, luxurious lick through her folds. Goddamn, she tasted divine.. Clean, aroused, and innocent; sweet in a way I couldn't fully describe. I felt so dirty in comparison from my thoughts and actions throughout tonight, but the idea of all of this.. everything she had to give, being mine for as long as I could imagine? Nothing was more perfect than that.
Michaela's pussy was so pink and inviting. It looked and felt tight in a way that made my balls ache, the little hole she had just pulsing in a never ending need to be filled, blushing lips that looked forever like they were pressed into a chaste, closed mouth kiss. Parting her slit with my tongue felt like the most sinfully erotic crime I could ever commit, and I was currently willing to die here for my sins if it meant I could keep tasting her. I moved my hands to spread Michaela's cunt, showcasing that beautiful bundle of nerves just so I could lovingly torture my girl with a tongue lashing that up until now, I'd only been able to perform in my dreams.
I looked up from my spot between this sweet, young Hufflepuff's thighs to find her cheeks blushing and eyes trained on my mouth. Her own was opened in surprise and full of a heart-stopping expression, showcasing only pleasure, which made me feel like I was beaming on the inside.
I had this sudden, naughty desire to do something devious, and my hard, pulsing cock wouldn't allow me to ignore it. I brought two fingers to Michaela's hot, wet core, sliding them along her slit while my tongue never left her clit, and carefully dipped them inside her tight, little fuck hole. I eased them in and out, shallowly pumping my angel's virginal opening, feeling her tighten and practically vibrate around my fingers.
The wanton look on her face almost had me coming on the spot, along with the heavy, moan-filled "Charlieeeeee..." she released off her tongue.
That perfect, O-shaped mouth allowed me to carry on with my poorly planned itinerary.
After slowly finger-fucking Michaela's tender cunt, I slid my wet fingers out and brought them to her lips, conveying with my eyes for her to suck. She looked surprised, but followed my silent demand by timidly sticking out her tongue for me. I placed them there, and Michaela moaned as she tasted herself, cheeks darkening more from the realization of how much she liked the way she tasted. I pushed my fingers in more, imagining her sucking my cock exactly like this, those pouty lips wrapping themselves around me in an intoxicating manner.
She cleaned my finger tips, and I rewarded her afterwards by teasing her nipple with the same hand as I began sweeping my tongue through her sweet folds again. My tongue fucked her pussy, slipping inside before I brought my fingers back to her dripping hole to help bring about the orgasm for Michaela I felt coming on rather quickly now.
My lovely student, the gorgeous, virginal princess I had fallen so goddamn hard for, began to move her hips with my light thrusts, meeting my hand with a fervent need I'd never had the pleasure of witnessing before. Michaela moaned and begged with quiet pleas, whispering my name in her angelic sounding voice, asking for a release that was long past due. I almost didn't want her first time coming on my tongue to end. Seeing her with those smooth legs spread open, showing me the most stunning display of affection I've ever been gifted with her entire body, was something that would be burned into my memory until I ceased to exist.
"Please, baby? I need you, please don't stop, I'm so c-close.. This feels so good, Charlie, f-fuck. Fuck me, this is feels so goddamn amazing. I fucking love it, I f-fucking love you!" Michaela's voice rose higher towards the end of her spoken words, my tongue and fingers moving faster than ever as I felt her climax for me. It took me a while to process that sentence, the words, 'I fucking love you!' slowly swirling around my head as she came down around me. I was grinning to myself, kissing Michaela all over, licking up her beautiful mess and pressing my lips and hands to her inner thighs, silently thanking her for being so lovely. My hands were all over her then, my mouth searching for hers and reuniting in a spectacular way. I held onto her, both of us gasping for air and for more of the other, unable to let go.
I was holding her now at the top of my bed, Michaela laying in my arms while we heatedly made out, her soft lips tasting herself again from my mouth. We smelled like her aching sex and it was exhilarating. "Charlie.." Michaela whispered against my lips, both of our smiles pressed against one another, unable to be contained.
Her next words were cut short, the question on her lips extinguished like a flame by a quick, light, very noticeable knock on my door.
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Oof. So, yeah, I went almost (almost!) an entire year without updating. I wholeheartedly want to apologize for that. I've been working on this chapter in very small increments whenever my sad, little mind would allow. But! Your girl is now seeing a therapist, (while dealing with a diagnosis of ADHD, depression and anxiety at the very fun age of 28) and is getting the proper medicine/conversation to help. Things are getting better and I'm writing more!
It's looking up. Thank you for sticking around. If any of y'all want to be friends, share questions/concerns/suggestions with me between chapter updates, or just want to chat about our favorite dragon dude together, you can find me at charlieweasleysimp on Tumblr (:
Love you all!
-Michaela
P.S. Serious question, are these chapters a little too long for y'all? I'm a little worried that they are sometimes. Should I be breaking them up into two?
I feel like I have a tendency to share too much detail, not enough dialogue and whatnot. Please feel free to share your constructive criticism lol, I think my little Taurus moon heart can take it (: