The Student - Part Four

How could she?! 

Caitlyn chastized herself the entire walk home, occasional sobs escaping her lips.   How could she have gotten so excited by him?  How could she let herself feel so much pleasure?  Caitlyn cried as she remembered the shock of her body trembling under his hand, her first orgasm in front of someone else.  She felt horrified that her body responded to him, that he had made her so excited, that she couldn't stop him because of her excitement.  The taste of him was still in her throat, making her want to spit and cry, but each time she thought of what made the taste, a strange tingling overwhelmed her body.  How could she enjoy this, it was so wrong!?!  How could she go back to his house again?!  How could she ever get the grade she wanted if she *didn't* go?  If she didn't, and he told, how could she ever face her family and friends again? 

She knew she had to do as he told her, she had to go back to him when he demanded.   She had no choice. 

What if she told?   Oh no!  If she told someone, and they asked her if she liked it....or worse, what if she told someone and they called Mr. Sapirt and HE asked her in front of them if she liked it...  No, she could never tell.  Not anyone.   She'd lie, she'd make excuses to her parents, she'd go to Mr. Sapirt's house again.   She had to.  If not only for her grade, she'd go because her shame her obliged to keep silent and comply.

The next day was a Saturday, but similarly to the other days, there was an "appointment" to be kept.  Sapirt told the girl to come early, and told her to come in a t-shirt and another pleated mini-skirt. 

Caitlyn showed up when she was supposed to, properly dressed, but she entered a bit more reluctantly than she had the last time.  When he motioned for her to take her place on the couch, she did so, slowly.  Sapirt immediately fit himself in behind her, whispering, "You're a very good student, Caitlyn.  If you keep it up your grade will be much better than before!"

He took his time caressing her as he had before, but the 'relief' from the previous day had not been enough for him; he was hungry and eager to feel the full triumph of his victory. 

"Mmmmm, so nice," he whispered as he slowly caressed her, watching her slow submission to his touch.

"Don't stop me, I won't do anything," he soothed as she tried to keep his hands away from her breasts and tried to resist him. 

"Oh that's it....oohhh yes...give in to me," he whispered as she closed her eyes and moaned in frustration at the pleasure she didn't want to feel, but could not avoid.

"Don't fight it.....just relax..." he whispered as he tried to keep his hand away from her thighs. 

Sapirt enjoyed playing with holding himself back against his lust, building his hunger until he couldn't stand it anymore.  He felt the ache in his loins as he caressed the girl's curves, her body, her soft flesh that could not resist him.  He pressed her against his pelvis, enjoying the bitter dull pain of his hunger.  He wanted her to beg for it, to hear that he had conquered her mind as much as her body.   He relished the beauty of her hair, her pretty face, her skin.  The sight of her made him painfully aware of his need to fuck her. He wanted to see her tits free and shaking in front of him.

He reached around behind her, against his belly, and pulled the Caitlyn's shirt up around her shoulders.  She resisted, trying not to allow him to take it off. 

"Shhhh...tsk tsk tsk...Let go," Sapirt whispered.   Caitlyn froze, unyielding. 

"Caitlyn, have you forgotten our agreement?"  Sapirt said.  Caitlyn whimpered, then reluctantly lifted her arms to allow him to remove her top.  Her breasts hung fully in his view.  Sapirt took longer than he needed to to pull the shirt off the girl's wrists, keeping her arms confined and in the air, staring at his pinned prize. 

"Beautiful!"

When he let her arms go, she immediately crossed her arms to hide herself.   "Mmmm, so beautiful, and so modest!  Come little girl, move your arms away for Daddy!"  Sapirt pulled gently at her arm, but Caitlyn protected herself.  He had to pull more firmly before she gave in and did as she was told.   "That's it..." he whispered, "That's my girl."

Looking at the beautiful curves of her chest, her legs, her neck, Sapirt amused himself touching the girl wherever he wanted, making her respond by touching her vulnerable, sensitive areas.  He thought of years and years of women who would not let him touch, would not let him look, of women who would not even give him the time of day.  But now he'd get his way!  He OWNED this girl.  She would be HIS sex slave, whenever he wanted her, she would come and bow down before him.  He would use her as he pleased.

Thinking this way made Sapirt feel the hunger of an animal, and he roughly turned the girl on her back and took her breast into his mouth.  Caitlyn tried to push him away, but her body responded to his onslaught, and she moaned loudly when he used a hand on one nipple while he sucked the other.   

His animal drive increased hearing and seeing the girl's excitement.   He had to have her NOW!  But again when he moved between her thighs, Caitlyn resisted, this time more vehemently than the last.  "NOoooo please!!!   Don't!!!" she insisted, writhing like a wild animal. 

Sapirt couldn't stand it.  Against the girl's pleas and pushing arms he reached between her legs and yanked the panties out from under her skirt, splitting the seams.  The girl sat up, trying desperately to push herself away from him, to close her legs, to escape.  Sapirt wrapped his strong arms around her ass and pulled her roughly toward him, sliding her down the couch toward him, then grabbed her by then neck and pushed her down onto her back, squeezing her neck to hold her in place.   She pounded her fists against him, but he pressed his face down on her, took her hard nipple between his teeth, fighting with his zipper with one hand while he diddled her nipple with his tongue. 

Her struggle weakened, and (his cock now free of his pants), Sapirt used the opportunity to put his mouth on hers.  At the same time, he pointed his cock just at the edge of her wet pussy.

Caitlyn panicked, writhing and trying to scream, but Sapirt was too heavy for her, and his kiss smothered her screams.  He held himself at the edge of her, lifting himself on his knees while he kissed her, his mouth pressing down hard on her lips.  Suddenly he grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms down.

Sapirt JAMMED his cock full into the girls cunt.  He had to keep his mouth on hers to smother her scream, and her violent writhing underneath him.   Her efforts to escape him excited him.  He held himself still, pressing his body into her, enjoying her pointless shoving and squirming.  Her cunt was hot, soft, and oh so marvellously tight.   Sapirt's head spun, and he held the girl's wrists to keep her in place, then very slowly lifted his shoulders off the girl, pulled himself out, then SLAMMED back in again.

Caitlyn screamed, and Sapirt almost came just listening to her.  He lost all self-control, and began fucking her wildly, hard and fast, banging against her pussy, smothering her screams with his tongue in her mouth, squeezing her wrists and holding her down tightly.  Tears streamed down the girls face, but when Sapirt broke the "kiss" and lifted himself up to fuck her deeper and faster, she grunted and panted.

Sapirt stopped suddenly, fighting to hold himself back.  This girl needed to get fucked really good, he thought.  But he couldn't hold it - he jerked out of her, stood on his knees and sprayed his cum all over her belly and breasts.   The girl whimpered and moaned softly.

"Stay there," Sapirt commanded as he went to retrieve a towel.