School of Life

"It's cool, tell Mr. and Mrs. T that I said hi. Drive safe."

Shouldering her bags, she headed out to her car and got in, throwing the bags into the passenger seat haphazardly as she listened to the message again. Repeating the address to herself a few times, she accessed her GPS and plugged it into the program before pulling out of the parking lot. Turning the radio up, she sang along with a few songs that came on as she drove; the butterflies beginning to roil and riot within her stomach the closer she got to her destination. She began to realize it wasn't a house or apartment as she got into the main part of the city, so when she pulled into the parking lot of a motel she wasn't taken completely by surprise. Scanning the cars in the lot, she pulled in and parked beside his when she spotted it. Looking over, she saw a red sticky note stuck to the driver's side window but she couldn't read it from where she was so she grabbed her purse and got out, locking the Jeep as she rounded the front end to approach his car. Pulling the note from its home on the window, she smiled faintly at the words that clung to it.

"Remember, look for red."

Looking around her, she studied the building quietly and finally spotted another splash of red against the white of the wall. Walking over to it, she took it down off the wall and stuck it to the back of the first one after noting the direction the arrow was pointing. Starting off in that direction, she came upon another note stuck to the wall beside the stairwell; this time with the arrow pointing up the stairs. Once more, the newest addition was stuck to the back of the one before it and she continued following the little red trail markers until she reached the last door on the second floor. Taking down the final note, she read it twice as the butterflies grew stronger as they pummeled the inside of her stomach.

"Be my dirty little secret."

Tucking it in the back of the sticky notes, she ran a hand through her tousled blonde locks and twisted the door knob. Pushing the door open slowly, she peered inside and reached in to flip the light on before going inside. Looking around, she spotted yet another note lying on the dark, hunter green bedspread at the foot of the queen sized bed. Smirking when she read it, she fought not to turn around as the light went out once more. Standing still just as his note instructed her to, she dropped her bag on the floor by the end of the bed after putting the stack of notes within its shallow depths.

Feeling his arms wrap around her from behind, she stifled a gasp and leaned back into the strength of his embrace. Tilting her head to present him with the taunt skin of her throat for his tasting pleasure, a light moan escaped as his lips found her pulse point. The feel of his lips brushing back and forth across the soft skin of a sweet spot made her press back into him a little more, her hips arching back and grinding into his which succeeded in yanking a faint groan from within the barrel of his chest.

"Mr. B..." Her hands dropped to rest atop his on the wide flares of her hips, her fingers settling into the spaces between his perfectly.

"Aleksandr."

"Mmm Aleksandr...please." Her voice was soft, husky with desire and ragged with the tint of lust and hunger. Now that she was here, in his arms in the darkness of a motel room where no one else could see them, she felt like she could be herself and show him just how much she did want him.

"Please what Mya?" He wanted her to say it, to tell him exactly what she wanted even though the way her body spoke silently to his was clear enough that he already knew the answer to his question. Twisting her around to face him, he cupped the back of her neck with a firm hand while the other gently caressed her cheek. Staring down into her fierce, sapphire eyes, he dipped his head down as if he was going to kiss her but kept his lips a breaths length away from hers. Whispering huskily against those slightly parted, sweetly plumped lips, he smirked just a little.

"Use your words, Mya."

She blushed heavily, almost as red as the sticky notes, before stepping in as close to him as she could physically get. Only their clothes separated them now, which made her silently curse the layers of fabric vehemently. Looking up at him, she stared into his sky blue hues and licked her suddenly dry lips before speaking. "I want you to strip me down slowly, pausing at every inch of skin you reveal to warm it with a kiss. I want you to let me explore your body as you do the same to mine, I want to taste your skin upon my tongue because it's a taste that I don't think I'll be able to get enough of."

She paused as he began to undress her, pushing the blazer from her shoulders slowly and following the edge of the thick fabric with his lips, doing just what she wanted. Offering a soft moan, she cradled the back of his head and held still as his kisses rained down upon her newly exposed skin until once more they were hovering over hers, the blazer having long since taken up residence on the floor behind her feet.

"And is that all you want?"

She shook her head, trembling faintly as his words washed over her. Beginning to speak once again, he began the task of removing her camisole, kneeling down before her to kiss her silky skin as he revealed it to the cool air. "I want you, Aleksandr. I want all that you'll give me and I want to give you everything that I can give you in return. I want you to be able to look back on this moment and not regret it." She looked down at him as he paused and tossed his gaze up to search her eyes.

"The only way I'd regret it is if you don't enjoy it as much as you possibly can." Standing, he finished stripping the soft material of her camisole off and tossed it away from them; neither of them caring about where it landed. Brushing the pads of his fingers over the swell of her breasts, he leaned down and graced her supple skin with gentle kisses that led into the shallow ravine of her cleavage. The sweet little moans that escaped past those luscious lips of hers were like the most angelic music that had ever graced his ears.

Now that she was practically half-naked, she began to undress him just as he had her. Kneeling, she pushed her hands up beneath the edge of his t-shirt and as it lifted, she anointed his muscle-ridden abdomen with light-as-air kisses. Hearing his sharp intake of breath, she glanced up to meet his eyes and smiled; the expression a cross between naughty and nice. With every few inches of skin she revealed, she stood a little more, working her way higher until she was able to strip the shirt off his wide shoulders with a faint whimper of hunger. She hadn't realized how trim and muscular he really was, not that it mattered; it didn't, in truth. Brushing a hand through the thick mane of her hair, she pressed her much daintier frame into his, delighting in the way he dwarfed her so easily.

Feeling the wide pads of his thumbs brushing back and forth across her bra-clad nipples, she arched into his touch and reached behind herself to unfasten the tiny hooks of the bra with a single hand. Letting the fabric slide down her arms, it clung for a moment before succumbing to the laws of gravity and plummeting to the ground.

"So you are a naughty girl.... Good girls don't get their pretty little nipples pierced. Hmmm...I like them. My..." He pressed a kiss to one nipple, "pretty..." and then the other. "Naughty..." This time he teased the slowly hardening rosebuds with a slow circling of his tongue. "little baby..." Tugging gingerly at them with his thumb and forefingers, he finally brought his lips to hers and captured them in a fiery kiss. Exploring the heated depths of her sweet little mouth, his hands gently fondled and squeezed her hand-full sized beasts, the cool metal of the barbells gliding across his palms in a light, teasing reminder to not tug on them too hard. Swallowing her soft gasps and moans of pleasure, he buried his own sounds of pleasure into the kiss as her nails dug into the hard planes of his shoulder blades.

Now that they were bared to each other, for the most part, their true hungers became unleashed. Her hands darted south along his hard-packed body, her fingertips nimbly unfastening the button of his jeans and pushing the head of the zipper down, tooth by tooth. Stepping back, she tugged him with her by the front of his jeans, a finger hooked beneath the fabric as his own hands reached up beneath the hem of the skirt to explore what might (or might not) be under it. Smirking down at her as she fell back onto the bed, his eyes danced down along her frame until they rested on her hips as he flipped the front of her skirt up to reveal the scrap of red that she had removed earlier in the day to tease him during class. "I'll have to think of a punishment...you really shouldn't lie to your teacher, you know."

"Well, I couldn't just hand you my panties where anyone could see if they happened to walk in...Now could I?"

"I suppose not but you're still getting punished." He paused with a devious smirk. "Perhaps more than once..." Caressing her smooth mound through the satin, he curled his index fingers beneath the material on the outside of her hips and tugged them sharply down her legs before dropping them over the edge of the bed beside him. Taking a moment, he let his eyes wander along her feminine curves and began to trace their hills and valleys with the curiously hungry tips of his fingers. The jut of her hips made his mouth water, the sight of her patiently spread before him making his hunger for her grow exponentially. Kneeling by the edge of the bed, the relatively large expanse of his hands cradled her right foot, his head bowing to press a faint kiss to the curved surface of the top of her foot. Seeing the faint glint of silver around one tiny, red-tipped toe, he grinned and began the slow trail of kisses at her ankle. Working his way steadily higher, he passed his kisses out along the swatch of flesh where her sweet skinned stomach merged with her hips. Journeying down the other leg, he paused as he reached her delicate foot and smiled up at her.

"You're more of a tease than I thought, Alek..."

"Do you not enjoy my exploratory kisses after all, Mya? I'm simply doing what you wanted, my sweet doll."

Oh, she enjoyed it, alright. She'd never been with someone who took such an interest in what she wanted, let alone did it, too. Every kiss, whether short and sweet or long and bruising (as was the case along the pillars of her thighs) made her melt just a little more beneath his ministrations. Burying a small set of elegantly manicured fingers in his neck length sandy blonde locks, she nodded and relaxed the grip on her lip that her teeth had taken up.

"I am but damn....I didn't expect you to take it so, mmmm seriously."

"I take your pleasure and enjoyment very seriously, Miss Mya." And with that he dove into the ravine that was formed of her succulent thighs and lowered his lips to the sweet nectar that welled up from within her lithe body. Dragging his fingertips along the backs of her thighs a grin touched his lips when her legs jumped a bit after he skimmed the area just behind her knees. Tugging her closer to the edge of the bed, his lips parted as he reached her slit, a nimble tongue dancing out to gently part the outer folds of her cunt. Taking the tender flesh of one lip between his teeth, he suckled at it like a babe would its mother's breast before dragging his teeth along it lightly. He'd long since had her undivided attention but as her moist flesh slid slowly from between his pearly whites, her fingers delved into thick hair as if she was seeking an anchor. Turning his gaze up to meet hers, the attention of his mouth moved from one lip to the other to repeat the process, wanting to be able to watch her reaction to his ministrations as they passed across her features.

"Alek..."

He didn't really want to pull back from her succulent flesh but at the needy tone of her voice, he paused and drew back a breath's length from her. Arching a thick brow, his breath fanned out against her flesh, making her clench in a hot wash of anticipation. "Yes?" He asked, pausing for only a moment before he delved right back into what he'd been doing a moment before. Pressing his lips to the incredibly smooth skin of her mound, he opened his mouth and dragged the curved tip of his tongue and bottom lip up from just below the entrance to her core to that little nub of flesh that brought her so much pleasure. Bathing it with attention, it became his oral fixation as he danced the tips of two fingers along her entrance. As she arched those perfect hips up in reaction, he pushed just the tips in to begin the gentle work of stretching her so he wouldn't hurt her later on.

Continuing on in similar fashion, he curved the length of his fingers within her and began to massage the inside of her feminine channel as her body rolled, bucked and arched up off the bed slightly. He could tell with every passing moment that she was getting closer and closer to orgasm. Her moans grew louder, trailed off for just a little longer than before and her breathing was getting more ragged by the second. Finally, as he dragged her hyper-sensitive clit through his teeth, she flew over the edge and her voice peaked in a hoarse cry of his name. Feeling her convulse around his fingers, he massaged her clit with slow, deliberate circles of his tongue, enjoying the sight, taste, feel and sound of her orgasm.

"Oh fuck." Her voice was ragged, fingers tight within his dark, dirty blonde locks as she collapsed back on the bed, toes curling every few seconds as tiny aftershocks rocked her curves.

"That was...fucking great...amazing...and it wasn't even the main event..." She looked down at him and smiled a knowing, sultry smile as he moved from his knees to stand between her thighs. Caressing the outsides of her thighs, he simply watched for a long moment as she slowly came down from outer space. His cock was rock hard; it throbbed and pulsed with the steady thrum of his need for her, his blood flowing like lava through his veins.

"Turn over." Pressing the fingers of one hand against her left hip, he watched as she pulled her knees up slightly and moved to kneel along the edge of the bed before him. Seeing her bent and kneeling for him almost made him dive into her soaked snatch right then but he had a better idea.

"Move a bit farther up the bed, baby." Letting him guide her with both his hands and words, she moved into the center of the bed and laid her upper body flat along the comforter even as she brought her knees up closer and arched her hips up. Looking over her shoulder at him, she bit back a moan as she watched him stroke a large hand over his equally massive shaft. Taking her lip between her teeth, she squeezed her knees together tightly as he moved to straddle the backs of her thighs. She didn't have to urge him to go slow; he knew her body would still need time to adjust to his even though they'd begun the process already. Moaning aloud this time, her eyes fluttered shut as he brushed the head of his cock up and down the sodden length of her slit. With each pass her lips parted a little more before he was finally able to press forward into her body. They both gasped as her heat drenched him in what felt like liquid flames, her hips arching back a little higher as she tried to take him deeper inside of her.

Pressing his free hand against the base of her spine, the other was wrapped around the base of his shaft as he worked into her with only the first few inches. It was difficult to keep herself from clenching around him continuously but she compromised with herself and let her body tighten around him with every few thrusts, her nails digging into the pillow as her arms lay stretched out along the bed in front of her. Resting her forehead on the bedspread, she rolled her hips just a tiny bit as he began to thrust a little deeper with each rock of his hips against her. Gasping quietly as he gripped the tight globes of her ass, she clenched them beneath his firm grip and arched her back a little more, pressing her hips up and into his just as he thrust into her once more. Curling her toes tightly, she rose up onto her elbows and moaned his name as she felt him surge into her the rest of the way, burying the entire length of his cock deep within her as her heated folds clenched around him and milked his cock instinctually.

He reached a hidden depth that none of the few past lovers in her past had managed to dream about let alone reach and it did take a few thrusts for her body to adjust to his full size but it didn't hurt like either of them feared. It felt amazing for her to be able to wrap her smaller body around his much bigger frame in such an intimate way. It was harder for her to move than she would have liked but as he began to quicken the pace, she found that if she rolled and arched her hips at just the right moment, the flood of pleasure into her system reached an all time high before being topped by the next thrust. Crying out, she pressed the sound into the side of her upper arm only to have him lean over her and cup her cheek from behind. "Don't hide your moans or cries of...mmmm enjoyment...oh fuck...you're so...Tight."

Nuzzling his hand when he touched her cheek, she tilted her head and glanced back at him, clenching hotly around him as he drove into her a little harder with each thrust. "Harder...Alek, please!" Her voice rose sharply on a gasp, thighs quivering as he did as she begged and began to pound into her, his hands firmly planted to either side of her shoulders as his fingers gripped the comforter a little tighter with each thrust. The sound of flesh colliding with flesh was like music to their ears with sharp, sometimes high, other times low bursts of their voices as they moaned or cried out.

Whimpering softly when he dragged his length from within her, she pouted heavily as he moved beside her and pulled her to him; large hands molding the curves of her hips as he guided her over him. Impaling herself upon his great length, she clenched tightly around him and began to rock her hips into him, her body rising and falling as she rode him, increasing the pace and the strength almost right off the bat until once more the frantic percussion of their bodies crashing together merged with hoarse cries and fervid moans of their pleasure heightening. Within minutes of placing the control within her hands they were both getting so close they couldn't quite control all the ways their bodies were wanting to move so when he rolled them back to put her on bottom once more, she simply curled her legs around him high along his waist and met his every thrust with one of her own.

She could feel the flames of her orgasm building within the wide cradle of her hips; her thighs quivered, her toes clenched and curled all as he pounded into her curvaceous body with every last ounce of strength that he had. As they were both rocketing towards orgasm, it was hard to tell who was going to crack first but suddenly, when she least expected it, her climax broke over her and the white water crashed through her veins as if an earthquake had been the origin and it most certainly felt like it had been. Her voice rose to new heights, a scream yanked from deep within her body as her hips arched completely off the bed and slammed into his as he pulled his lips back from where he had been lavishing attention on her nipples. Seeing her writhing and hearing her scream of utter pleasure thrust him over the edge and as he made that final deep thrust, he did so as hard as he could, his body tightening and his muscles straining as he shot what felt like an entire gallon of cum deep within her womanly depths. Pressing the entire length of his body against her softer, curvier form, he buried his face against the side of her neck and let out a moan so deep that his voice threatened to crack as he spilled his seed into her convulsing depths. Feeling her hands clutching at his back, he slowly drew back until he could look into her eyes and smiled when she grinned up at him. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked, concern lacing not only his voice but his handsome face as well as he caressed the curve of her cheek.