10:04 is what the clock reads, I edge out of bed, wrap my sweater around my body, and proceed to Andreas' room. It took forever for Bridget to fall asleep; she was on the phone with Teddy, whom I think she was having phone sex with. My earbuds couldn't cancel out the ribald conversation.
I see his door creaked open, pushing it I walk inside.
"Hello."
I hear some grunts coming from the bed, turning on the light, Andreas is sitting there with his hard penis in hand, jerking it.
"Andreas! What the hell?" I shut the door, walking over in front of him. White semen spills out of his slit.
"I said if you weren't here at 10:03, then I would start without you." He keeps the movement going, my mouth waters, wanting to put it in my mouth.
"It's only been a minute, animal." I chide.
"I can't help it, I'm a horny guy." He smirks. I watch as he eyes me up and down, the jerking doesn't stop. Taking in every bit of my body, probably thinking dirty things.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked.
I swear his pupils dilate, "About how I want to do unspeakable things to you. About those tits and that ass." I swallow myself up with nervousness. He's so... forthright with what he wants, what he wants from me.
He always surprises me, but I never surprise him.
I'm going to blow his fucking mind.
In front of him is his desk, my hands swipe everything off of it onto the ground. He looks at me like I shot his mom, "The hell! You're cleaning that up."
"There's more you'll have to clean up besides that."
As he watches me, I start to unbutton my sweater, his eyes follow every single movement of my fingers. Once the top is unbuttoned, I slide it off my frame, and onto the ground, it falls. My breast is out for the world to see, the cold air hardens my nipples.
"You don't have a bra on?" He chokes out.
I shake my head, "It was too constricting." Then, I move on to my shorts. I wiggle out of them, then my underwear, now I'm butt naked in front of Andreas Chen, while his eyes search over my body, his hand still pumping his hard cock.
He watches me intently as I move over to his empty desk. I hop on, my boobs bouncing against my chest.
"Elizabeth, baby, what are you doing?" From the heated look in his eyes, I know he already knows.
My legs hike up on the desk, spreading them one by one, as my vagina is on full display in front of him. His attention zooms in between my legs, staring at my glistening womanhood. "Holy hell." He mumbles. I've never had a guy look at me with such hunger as Andreas is right now.
"You like?"
"I love." His voice was nothing but lust.
"Where do you want my hands, Andreas?" I ask.
"On those tits. Play with those nipples for me." His voice is straining, and I see his dick twitching in his grasp.
I fondle my breast, while my finger flicks my nipple, as a moan escapes my mouth. This is so crazy, I'm touching myself while Andreas is jacking himself off, what is my life.
"Elizabeth." His voice warns.
My hand moves to my aching core, splitting my lower lips apart, showing him my clit, which he has let me know he loves so much. I swear, I see the breath steep in his throat, and his hand stills on his cock.
"Don't stop, Andreas. You touching yourself makes me wet, as we can see." He continues.
"How does it feel?" He asked, eyes still glued between my legs.
"So good." I start to play with my clit, letting the rubbing start slow and taunting. "I wish it was your big fingers instead of mine."
"Me too. Be my good girl and put a finger inside of you, Elizabeth. I want to watch you fuck your pussy in front of me." I do as he says, sliding a finger inside my throbbing core. It slips in so easily, and I start pumping it inside of me, the sensual feeling making my toes curl and my brain fog. I keep up the movement, my eyes glued to Andreas's cock and glistening chest, he's trying to keep control, not wanting to bust so fast. "How do your fingers feel inside of you?"
"Fucking amazing." This dirty talk and asking questions back and forth is turning me on so much, it's so... dirty.
I rub my boob even more once the pleasure starts to take over. I moan so loudly, that Andreas leaps off the bed, holding a hand over my mouth, while he still keeps pumping.
"Don't you dare moan that loud, only I can hear your whimpers?" I nod my head.
He doesn't move away, just keeps his hand clasped over my mouth, my fingers pumping and his hand going. "Look at what you're doing to me." His voice was rough. I look down at this cock, pumping in his hand. He was erect, veins bulging out the thin skin and come pouring out his slit.
Our movements start to pick up speed, his eyes glazing over, showing that he's about to come.
"You're going to play with that pretty pussy in front of me?" He asked.
"Yeah." I breathe.
"You still my good girl?" I nod my head, and he smiles.
"I want you to come, Andreas. Your cock looks so delicious, I want it inside of me, I want you pounding me." His hand grabs onto the wooden desk, it groans under his grip. I smile devilishly.
I push his hand away, taking his cock in mine, wanting to make him come instead of his hand. "Stick your finger inside of me," I demand.
He doesn't object, sticking two large fingers in me, letting his thumb play with my clit.
"Fuck, baby. Just like that, make me come all over your hand." He bites his lip, his other hand, which isn't squeezing the shit out of the desk, is secure around my thigh, pushing it apart so he can add in a third finger, he's stretching me the fuck out. I almost scream from the pressure.
"Andreas, I don't think I can take three fingers, remember in the car?" I bring up the memory.
"That was then, this is now. You're going to take my fingers, you hear me?" I nod my head erratically, making myself widen so I can adjust to the size. When he gets demanding, it's hard to deny him.
It feels good, having him pumping inside of me, his thumb keeps sliding off my clit, since I'm so wet. "Is all this wetness for me, Elizabeth?"
"Yes." He hooks his fingers inside of me, hitting my G-spot. "It's always for you."
"What do you love, Elizabeth?"
"I love your cock." My tone is sweet.
"And it loves you." I pump him more; his semen is all over my hand, and some has landed on my thigh as it squirts from his slit.
"Come for me, Andreas. My pussy is so wet for you, aching for you." That does it for him. He curses and then comes all over my stomach, hand, and thigh. Usually, I would be disgusted, but it was so fucking hot. His eyes squeeze shut.
Now, for me. I moan against his hand; my toes curls and my legs tighten as I come so hard my legs start to shake like crazy.
"God, I love this pussy so much." Even after my legs shake, he keeps pumping.
"Stop! I- I can't." I try pushing his hand away but to no avail.
"You fucking will." He rams them in me, with no shame.
All I can say is, "Andreas, Andreas, Andreas..."
After 30 seconds, I come again so hard, not only are my legs shaking, but my eyes roll to the back of my head.
"Andreas." I moan his name. "Andreas, Andreas, Andreas." At one point, during the intense orgasm, the only thing that existed was Andreas Chen.
Once I'm done, he licks up his fingers and takes a towel and cleans all his semen off of me, and wipes me down there. I lay there, with my legs spread, with no energy to move.
"You alright there Elizabeth."
"I'm fine, just all fucked out." He laughs, pressing a heated kiss on my lips.
If this is what it's going to be like all the time with Andreas Chen, I may not live.
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