The Protege - S01 E27

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The Protege - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

looked longingly at her intense blue eyes. "I want you to finger fuck me Ms. Cynthia. Please make me cum." was breathing like we finished the beach run. The image of her jogging shorts took my thoughts. I can't stop thinking about you. Please fuck me Ms. Cynthial I need your fingers in my pussy please."

"Please who?" she asked calmly.

"Please Ms. Cynthia! I need you to finger fuck me!"

"Very good!" she said, sliding her hand upward dragging her middle finger up my crack and sliding it to me.

"Oh, yeeeesss please, Auh," I grunted gripping the table.

"Quiet for just one second Ms. Carmichael, I have a little business to conduct."

She removed her hand from my back and I nearly fell back as she thrusted two fingers in and out.

"Auh! Auh! Auh!" I groaned in rhythm.

"Shhhh," she said, softly with her finger to her lips, pumping me faster and unmuting the phone. "Thank you, gentleman, for the good news. Please send Ms. Carmichael and I the full report, we would like to probe into the details. She thrust in hard and deep. "With Ms. Carmichael's love of numbers, I'm sure she will find it quite stimulating!" She pressed her thumb against my clit and wiggled as she continued to work her fingers in deep.

"Yes, I will!" I said emphatically.

She smiled, disconnected the call and turned to me, supporting my back again, and began tickling my ear with the tip of her tongue. I writhed and closed my eyes feeling her warm stiff fingers inside me.

"Oh Ms. Cynthia, you make me feel so good. Please don't stop!' I begged.

Her tongue left my ear, "I'm only just beginning Ms. Carmichael. I shall have my way with you tonight. Look at you Slut, you're getting your cum all over the table!"

Her fingers continued to work in and out as her thumb wiggled on my clit. My legs spread wider and I leaned back, head toward the ceiling, and howled in ecstasy.

"Damn Slut that little clit gets hard. She picked up the pace.

"Oh God Ms. Cynthia, you're making me cum. Auh! Auh! Auh!" I grunted.

She leaned in and whispered, "That's so hot how you spread your slutty little legs for me. You are so warm and wet. I want to feel you cum for me Slut"

Her thumb worked my clit mercilessly and the orgasm hit hard, "Oh fuuuuuck meeeeee Ms. Cynthhhhhlililaaaa, Auuuuhhhhhh..."

"Shhhhhhhh, getting loud Slut..." She said as she brought her left arm around my upper back and pushed my head toward her.

Then she pressed her mouth to mine forcing her tongue in deep. I sucked on to her tongue whined and moaned into her mouth as she nodded her approval. My hips spasmed with a powerful orgasm that did not want to end. Here thumb kept working my clit and the feel of her fingers inside me was relentless. I tried to pull away and she held me tighter.

My body spasmed uncontrollably as I screamed into her mouth trying to get away. My clit sent waves of overwhelming pleasure through my body. Her head shook letting me know she was not done, as she muffled my screams with her mouth.

Finally, the orgasm subsided as she kissed me deeply. Her thumb relented and her fingers probed slowly and steadily until she pulled out. I whimpered at the feeling of emptiness, panted and tried to regain my composure.

No one ever had ever come close to making me lose control like that. It was complete satisfaction and complete terror all in one. She broke the kiss and looked at me.

"Ms. Carmichael, that was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. I am going to be revved up for days! am seriously considering, skipping the show and dinner and taking you to my bed." she panted.

I was still trembling, barely able to think, as looked in her eyes. "Ohhhhh God..." I said with a huge exhale.

It became apparent I was sitting in a puddle, so pushed myself off the table and stood up, happy to see my legs could still function. As I straightened my skirt, I saw her eyeing the table.

"Damn Ms. Carmichael, I think you're turning me into a horny little slut also, she bent down toward the table and dropped to her knee.

She extended her tongue and began to lap up my cum off the table. She sighed as she cleaned it all up. Then she stood up and gave me another probing kiss, allowing me to get a taste. I eagerly swirled my tongue savoring the flavor.

She released me. "Ms. Carmichael you take direction well. I see a very warm and bright future here. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go clean myself up. I have never been so wet in my life. There are some cleansers in the cabinet, there is a table and chair that could use a little work. I think you may need a little touch up as well, she smiled and walked toward the door. She spun my panties around her pointer finger. "Remember, these are mine now and I will be thinking about what's under that skirt all evening."

I stood there stunned as she closed the door behind her...

To be continued....