The Protege - S01 E66

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The Protege - S01 E66

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 66

She moaned as she kissed me, and I probed her mouth with my tongue deeper and faster letting her know approved. She removed her right hand as I slid mine into her back pocket. Oh God her ass was tight,

She slid her right hand down the front of my thigh and found the Inverted V in the front of my skirt and brought her hand up my bare thigh to the front of my thong. As her hand hit home, I moaned and broke the kiss. "Please don't I can't take it. I'll cum in my panties right here." I said loud enough for a comment from the lingering young men.

"Yes, do it. He groaned.

Cynthia completely ignored them and looked me in the eye grinning. "As much as I want that. "You owe me four before you may cum again. She said as her middle finger pressed between my labia like a hotdog in a wet silk covered bun. "You have soiled your panties again Ms. Carmichael. I am going to have to confiscate them."

I whimpered and trembled nearly ready to cum, breathed a big sigh of relief when she pulled back her finger, still kneading my ass with he left hand. I would not have been able to hold out. She sucked the finger seductively and moaned. "Mmmmmm. She pulled it out and said. "You've soaked right through, you horny little slut... Delicious. She gave me another deep tongue swirling kiss.

Then she dropped to her knees and slid both hands under my dress and up my hips. Next, she gripped the string of my thong and pulled them slowly down. One of the young men chirped up. "Oh my God." In a squeaky voice like he was in pain

Somehow, the fact that they were watched combined with Cynthia's complete focus on me, apparently not even cognoscente of their presence, made me all the more excited.

"These panties are mine now and you will remember you owe me four orgasms before you may cum for me again." The panties were at my knees and coming into view of the onlookers.

"I can help with that Miss. Sald one of the voices.

"You did refrain from masturbating since our last session, correct?"

Thinking quickly, I replied, "I haven't cum in four weeks Ms. Cynthia. I wanted to make myself cum every day thinking of you."

I stood there looking down in her eyes as she continued in a serious tone. "If you fail to pay your debt first I will have to punish you, understood?" I nodded and stepped out of my pantie.

"Punish me please." Said one of the voices. Cynthia continued to ignore them and stood back up.

As she did, she brought her hand back to my oozing slit and drug her finger, splitting my labla again. I gasped and looked desperately in her eyes, trembling. "I don't care how wet and hot your little pussy feels, you don't cum until I tell you Ms. Carmichael.

She stopped with her finger tip on my clit and wiggled it slowly. At the same time, she brought the panties to her nose with her left hand and continued to torture me with her right. Her eyes closed as she took a slow steady sniff. "Oh Ms. Carmichael,

"Oh God." Whined one of the young men.

Cynthia leaned in and kissed me, giving my lips a quick brush of her tongue. "Ms. Carmichael, I had hoped for some romantic time in the moonlight this evening..." Her finger slid down my slit and into my screaming wet cunt. "But I feel there are more urgent matters that need attending..." I moaned and nodded. "This section of beach is usually quite private after dark, but not this evening unfortunately. Shall we go to my house and work on your payment plan?" I nodded. "Good then let's go someplace more discrete." She said loud enough for the audience to hear.

As she strutted away, it occurred to me, all the thought she put into our beach blanket moonlight picnic and we never even sat down. One look at her ass as she walked away, and I knew the beach, with an audience was not where I wanted to be. I looked at the horny young men and smiled. "She is all mine boys. You have a great evening. I know I will!"

It was a warm steamy night in south Florida and my body tingled all over in anticipation of it getting hotter and steamer. I watched her ass flexing in those jeans and followed drooling like a Pavlovian dog. She climbed on the bike and bobbed her head for me to come closer.

I walked closer, overwhelmed by how sexy she looked sitting on the bike with her blond hair hanging down her black blouse. Her breasts strained the buttons and her ass bulged against the black. leather seat. When her hungry blue eyes met mine, I leaned it for a kiss. Her lips parted to meet mine, and I hesitated barely brushing lips before lashing at her with my tongue.

"Ms. Carmichael, would you please take the bitch seat so can get you home and put that slutty little tongue to work. She thrust her tongue in my mouth and pulled back.

A wave of wetness flowed through my hungry pussy. I loved the thought of being her pet. No one else has ever had such an effect on me. I climbed on and hugged her waist tightly and settled onto the seat. My wet pussy pushed against the warm leather separating my labia as I leaned forward.

"Oh my God, Cynthia. think just soiled you seat. I want you so much," I whispered in her ear.

"You little tease, you're gonna pay you debt tonight. She started the bike and I squealed as the vibration hit my clit.

"Oh fuck, I feel that in my clit!"

"Don't even think about it slut you will pay your debt in full tonight. Understand? She gave it some gas and we motored on.

Yes Ms. Cynthia, I'm 100% at your service." I said in her ear.

The thought of pealing those jeans off and tasting her wet pussy combined with the vibration through the seat started an overwhelming stimulation of my clit. "Oh God Cynthia that vibration on my clit." I yelled in a desperate high-pitched voice.

She gave it more gas. I squeezed her hard. Our bodies were pressed together, my inner thighs squeezed her hips and thighs against the bike. I began to tremble as I surrendered to the vibrating leather on my clit. "Fuck, I'm cumming Ms. Cynthia. I c. can't... Ffffuccckkkkk! Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh M, Ms. Cynthia.' I pressed myself against the seat feeling the power Cynthia was sending through the bike into my spasming body. I grunted as my orgasm peaked before she stopped at a traffic light.

She sat upright with her feet on the ground and looked over her shoulder, grinning. "You horny little slut, I can't believe you couldn't wait one more minute. We're thirty seconds from my gate and you cum all over my seat. You're gonna lick the seat clean and then I'll see if anymore punishment will be needed."

"I'm sorry Cynthia..."