Paranormal Erotic Romance Box Set (72 page)

He put the box of cupcakes down on a side table and sat on
a large couch. Picasso’s
Nessus et Dejanire
hung on the wall behind the
couch and I gasped.

“Is that the original?” I said.

“No,” he said and chuckled, “just a print.”

“Still, it’s very nice,” I said and sat down next to him
on the couch.

“Thanks,” he said and turned toward me. “What do you want
to say, Lyric?”

“I want to apologize about yesterday. It was not my
intention to masturbate in front of you. I got carried away,” I said. “I did
not mean for it to happen like that and the way you have been acting toward me
since, has hurt me very much.”

I mustered some tears and blinked so they spilled out over
my eyes and dripped onto my chest.

“Lyric,” he said and put his hand on my knee, “I’m sorry
for how I handled this, but you have to understand that I need to be careful. I
will not risk my career or my marriage because you have a crush on me. Believe
me, I understand how you feel, but I also understand that you are 18-years-old
and I am one of many crushes you will have. You are very beautiful, Lyric, but
I am simply not your man.”

My pussy pounded as I moved closer to him. I felt my
juices start as I thought of the things I could do to him while we were alone.
I knew that time was of the essence and I didn’t want to waste it. After all,
if he really was a man with staunch morals as he claimed to have, he wouldn’t have
let me inside in the first place, would he?

“But I don’t understand,” I said and moved closer to him
so the side of my leg touched his, “if you find me beautiful, then what’s the
problem?”

“The problem is, again, I am married and I am your
teacher. Lyric, for someone as smart as I know you are, I don’t understand how
you don’t get this.”

“I do get this,” I said and I pressed my leg against his.
“What I don’t get is why this is holding you back?”

And then I was done with the talking. I quickly turned
toward him and straddled his lap. I lifted my skirt to my waist and leaned back
a bit to give him a shot of my shaved pussy. He looked down at my pussy and he
licked his lips. I knew then he wanted me and all that stuff he said earlier
was the politically correct bullshit you feel you have to say to get by in this
world. That shit’s holding you back, you know. You don’t have to live like
that.

“Lyric,” he said as he lifted his hips toward my pussy and
pressed his big, hard bulge into me, “I am a man and my resistance has limits.”

I leaned forward and pressed my tits into his chest and
ran my fingers through his hair. I tried to kiss him, but he turned his head to
the side and I ran my tongue up the side of his face. I nibbled on his earlobe
and breathed heavily into his ear.

“Yes,” I said, “and I found your limit.”

I leaned back and stared into his eyes. Actions, my
friends. As trite as it is, they always speak louder. At that moment, his eyes
told me that he wanted his cock inside my pussy.

“I don’t want this,” he said and groaned.

“It’s okay,” I said as I unbuttoned my blouse, “you will.”

I thrust my hips back and forth against his bulge,
grinding my pussy against his cock, as I took my shirt off. I pulled my large
tits out of my bra and pinched my nipples. I lifted one of my tits to my mouth
and sucked on my nipple as my wet pussy slid back and forth over him. He
watched me the whole time.

“Fuck!” he said and grabbed my ass.

“You want to feel my tight pussy around your big, fat
cock, teacher?” I said.

He pressed down on my ass and pumped me back and forth
over his cock. He stared into my eyes as we dry-humped and I reached down and
undid the button on his khaki pants.

“Yes!” he said.

“I like it rough,” I said as I bounced up and down against
his cock. “You think you can fuck me hard like that?”

“Baby, I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll pass out.”

He dragged his hands from my ass and reached between my
legs. He brought his wet fingers from my pussy and popped them into his mouth
and sucked my juices off.

“How do I taste?” I said as I rubbed my pussy faster
against his bulge.

“Like candy,” he said. “Your pussy tastes as sweet as
candy.”

“I want you to be my daddy,” I said. “Does Daddy feel how
wet his baby’s pussy is? That’s all for you. This is all for you.”

I felt the orgasm building in my pussy. I pulled up on my
pussy mound and my clit popped out. I gripped him tighter with my legs and
leaned forward until my clit grinded against his bulge.

“Stick your fingers in my ass,” I said into his ear.

“I’m going to cum in my pants,” he said as he thrust his
hips in unison with mine.

Faster and faster we grinded and he plunged a finger into
my asshole and pressed.

“I’m gonna cum
on
your pants, Daddy,” I said.

I heard the alert from my phone well before I heard her
keys jingling in the lock, but I didn’t care. I wanted her to catch us. She was
useless to me and he was mine. But he heard the keys too and he yanked his
finger from my asshole and pushed me off his lap.

“Get dressed now!” he said.

“But my cunt hurts, Daddy,” I said. “I didn’t cum.”

“Get off the floor and fix yourself!” he said.

He fumbled with his pants and I did as he said and
buttoned my shirt. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me down the hallway
toward the front door.

“Stop pulling me,” I said.

“Shut the fuck up, Lyric!” he said and fixed his hair.

I looked down at his pants and he had a big wet spot from
my pussy over his crotch. I chuckled and pointed to it.

“Well that’s going to be difficult to explain, Daddy,” I
said.

“Stop calling me daddy!”

He looked down at his pants as she opened the door. She
stopped short when she saw me and looked around the door at her husband.

“Honey, this is Lyric, one of my students,” he said in an
idiotic sing-songy tone. “Lyric brought cupcakes over because I helped her out
with some of her college applications.”

“Oh, how sweet,” the wife said and stared at me.

I looked at her and smiled. And I could tell by the way
she looked at me, she didn’t believe a word he said.

“Well,” I said and turned to Professor Teresi, “I have to
be going now. See you tomorrow!”

“Honey,” the wife said, “did you spill something on
yourself?”

I laughed and walked out the door.

“See you later, Lyric,” he said and shut the door.

I trotted down the steps toward the car and Rose opened
the door and yanked me inside the back seat. Both she and Serene fired
questions at me like mad and I could only think of the pain I felt in my pussy
and that I needed to cum.

“Oh, my god,” Serene said and shook her head, “what did
you do? I was so scared when we saw her coming. And then you didn’t respond!
Rose and I didn’t know if we should get out of the car and jump her!”

I sat back and told them everything that happened as Jimmy
drove us home.

In addition to the intense pain I felt in my pussy, I felt
elation coursing through my body. This man who I wanted all summer, wanted me.
His acceptance made me feel strong. But I knew in the back of my head that was
wrong. Papa always told us our power comes from inside ourselves and that no
one can give it to us or take it away. But when Professor Teresi rejected me, I
felt ugly and unworthy and disgusting. When he wanted me, I felt beautiful and
strong. I can’t be the only person in the universe to feel this way.

“Wow, good for you, sister,” Rose said. “You really got
him.”

“No, not really, Rose. I didn’t cum and neither did he.
His
whatever
came home before the act was consummated.”

“Don’t worry, Lyric,” Serene said and stroked my hair,
“you will.”

“Yeah, well,” I said as our car pulled up to the front of
our building, “I need to now. Where’s Nico?”

Serene and Rose giggled as we walked into the building and
got into the elevator to our penthouse.

“Careful, Lyric,” Rose said. “Nico told us at lunch that
Mandy Cantervoss was coming over to see him after her piano lesson.”

“No matter,” I said as we entered our apartment. “I’ll let
them have their time alone after I get what I want.”

I pressed my ear against Nico’s door and heard music and
soft moaning coming from inside. I weighed my need to get fucked against Mandy
Cantervoss’ need and mine won out. Of course. I quietly walked into his room
and undressed in the corner as I watched her ride his cock. The ache in my
pussy was excruciating and I was practically doubled over as I walked to the
bed and knocked her off my brother onto the floor.

“What the fuck, Lyric?” Nico said as he sat up on his bed.

“Yeah, Lyric,” Mandy said as she got up off the floor,
“what the fuck are you doing?”

“Don’t worry,” I said and crawled up on the bed beside
Nico, “this won’t take long.”

I pushed Nico back on the bed and put my mouth over his
wide, hard cock. I tasted Mandy’s sweet pussy as I sucked at the head and
opened my mouth wider and took him all the way down my throat.

“Um, Nico,” I Mandy said, “should I leave or what?”

“Shhh,” Nico said. “Sit down on the bed and wait.”

Mandy did as she was told and sat down on the bed next to
us. I took Nico’s cock out of my mouth and got up on my knees and knelt over
him. I held his cock and swirled his beautiful dome back and forth over my
pussy lips. I spanked the head of Nico’s cock against my clit and he clawed at
his sheets. I lowered my cunt onto his cock and stopped mid-way down his shaft.

“Lyric,” Nico said, “you’re so wet.”

“I know.”

I slammed my pussy down on his cock to the root. Nico
grabbed my ass and lifted me up and down, pumping me over and over his cock
while I rubbed my pussy. I looked up at Mandy, who didn’t look thrilled, and
smiled.

“Nico, this is bullshit,” she said and stood from the bed.

He turned to her and I reached down and held his face in
my hands.

“Don’t worry about her,” I said as I stared into his eyes
and bounced harder and faster on his cock, “it’s just you and me here. Just you
and me.”

Nico arched his back and I felt the head of his cock throb
against the tight walls of my pussy. I rubbed my cunt faster and pressed my
palm against my swollen clit as I held his cock tight with the muscles of my
pussy.

“Fuck, Lyric!” Nico said as he came inside me.

I slammed myself all the way down against him and came
hard against his cock as I rubbed my pussy wildly.

“Yes!” I said and pounded my fists against Nico’s chest as
I continued my powerful cum. “Oh, fuck yes!”

I fell forward onto Nico’s chest as my pussy convulsed
against his cock. His heart pounded in my ear and I took a few deep breaths and
enjoyed the release I felt after I came. I remembered Mandy still in the room
and not wanting to be a greedy pig, got off Nico and walked toward where she
stood by the bedroom door. I grabbed my clothes and dressed. Mandy walked away
from me and sat down on the bed next to Nico.

“See,” I said as I pulled my skirt back on, “I told you it
wouldn’t take long. Now, back at it you two.”

I laughed as I closed the door and walked down the hall. I
thought of Professor Teresi and how he finally succumbed to me. I thought of all
of the marvelous things we would do to each other. And finally, I felt the
power I should always feel.

Always
.

Sometimes I despise wearing uniforms to school. I know
there’s that whole sexy schoolgirl thing, but sometimes an occasion warrants
dress that is a little more alluring than a plaid skirt and saddle shoes. But
sadly, I’m stuck. I sat at my vanity mirror and combed my wet hair. I looked at
my body and noticed it looked different. My tits seemed fuller and my waist
smaller. My skin had a pinky glow and I accented it with a new lip gloss I
slicked over my pouty lips called Baby Love. I know, puke. But I don’t usually
get sappy like this. Honestly.

I just couldn’t wait to get to school and see Professor
Teresi. He was the best dry hump I ever had and I wanted to kill that wife of
his for coming home early and making him stop. Fucking bitch. But it wasn’t all
bad because I knew by his participation that he wanted me and his wanting was
all that I, well, wanted.

“Lyric, I need to talk to you,” my brother Nico said from
behind my bedroom door.

“Entrée. Be warned though,” I said, “I’m not decent.”

Nico came in and shut the door. He walked toward me
wearing a towel cinched at his waist. Obviously having just showered too, his
damp, light-mocha skin glistened.

“And I see you’re not decent either,” I said .

I stood from my vanity and dropped the towel covering my
body. Nico reached out and grabbed my wrist and threw me onto my bed.

“I want to talk to you about that stunt you pulled
yesterday in front of Mandy Cantervoss,” he said through clenched teeth. “That
was stupid, Lyric! So fucking stupid.”

“Gosh, Nico,” I said as I pulled him on the bed beside me,
“what’s your fucking problem?”

“My problem, Lyric is that you are my sister and Mandy
Cantervoss is pretty fucking straight. You knocked her off my body onto the
floor, climbed up on my cock and rode me. In front of her!”

“Yeah, I know. It was pretty hot,” I said feeling it in my
pussy as I thought about it. “But I still don’t understand why you’re so upset.
It’s not like you didn’t get yours and it’s not like you’re in love with this
girl. Or are you in love with this girl?”

“Of course I’m not in love with her. She’s just a
fuck...same as the rest. But don’t you think that little scene you made may be
pretty hard to explain to an outsider?”

“I dunno,” I said. “I don’t really ever think of
outsiders.”

“Exactly! And that is a problem, Lyric. I tried to explain
what happened to her for five hours. She was fucking hysterical and asked me
all sorts of questions. You know if Papa finds out about this he’s going to be
pissed, Lyric.”