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Speaker 1: This is your time, your time to relax, your time
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Speaker 1: woman as you listen to my voice and feel the
Speaker 1: words caressing over your body. Michelle paused at the bottom
Speaker 1: of the steps. It was only a short flight, maybe
Speaker 1: four or five steps, but the doors that stood at
Speaker 1: the top have been so intimidating for so many years.
Speaker 1: Slowly taking each step, all those memories come flooding back
Speaker 1: to her, the memories of being back in high school,
Speaker 1: the noise, the bout to the gossip, the fun, all
Speaker 1: that so long ago. And as she steps up to
Speaker 1: the doors and pushes them open, the corridors seem somehow
Speaker 1: to smell the same, but they are quiet now. Somewhere
Speaker 1: in the distance there is music playing, music that she
Speaker 1: remembers from the last time she was here. But for
Speaker 1: the moment, she has somewhere else to go, somewhere else
Speaker 1: she needs to see. Walking along the corridor, looking at
Speaker 1: the walls and notices the more things change, the more
Speaker 1: they stay the same, looking desperately for the familiar door.
Speaker 1: Even after all these years, she can remember coming to
Speaker 1: this room. She can remember the lessons, the teacher, the fantasies.
Speaker 1: Hi she puts her your Monday night destination for seleation,
Speaker 1: slowed out to her of satisfaction, and listening to far
Speaker 1: over her ears the warmth of the teacher's voice. Mister Hardern,
Speaker 1: or mister Hardon, as they used to call him, because
Speaker 1: he permanently seemed to have an erection. He was a
Speaker 1: fantasy of every girl in that class. With his shoulder length,
Speaker 1: dark hair, looking shaggy, his trimmed beard as he strutted
Speaker 1: across the room in front of all the young women,
Speaker 1: speaking French with such passion, with such warmth. Already, Michel
Speaker 1: can feel the trembling in her thighs, the aching in
Speaker 1: her core, and as memories of him flood back into
Speaker 1: her mind. Moving into the room, she closes the door
Speaker 1: behind her, wanting a little privacy. The desol laid out
Speaker 1: exactly the same. The jewelboard that was once there has
Speaker 1: been replaced, but she can still remember is fingers tracing
Speaker 1: the white chalk across the board. Moving back to her desk,
Speaker 1: she pulls out to seat and sits down. Her fingers
Speaker 1: lovingly trace over the desk, finding her name still etched
Speaker 1: in the wood. Those long French lessons, and how they'd
Speaker 1: filled her mind with such desire at such a young age,
Speaker 1: such passion and such need. She can see him now,
Speaker 1: right there in front of her. Now, her eyes used
Speaker 1: to focus down his strong chest, across the flat plane
Speaker 1: of his stomach, to that permanent bulge in his pants.
Speaker 1: Now she used to wonder how that would feel to
Speaker 1: be inside of her. As he spoke those beautiful French words,
Speaker 1: warm and glowing, How they caressed her, touched her in
Speaker 1: such a way she didn't know words could touch her
Speaker 1: as she closes her eyes, remembering the fantasy she had
Speaker 1: of him calling her in after school. Everybody else had
Speaker 1: left the room. The school was empty apart from the
Speaker 1: two of them, and as he leaned over her, pointing
Speaker 1: out the errors in her French work, she could feel
Speaker 1: the strength of his erection pushing against her shoulder. She
Speaker 1: could smell his desire as his hard cock throbbed against her,
Speaker 1: turning and seeing it there just before her, his hands
Speaker 1: moving through her hair before he leans in and kisses
Speaker 1: her deeply, lifting her up by the back of her
Speaker 1: head and moving her onto her desk, his hands sliding
Speaker 1: up her legs, feeling that soft flesh along the inside
Speaker 1: of her thighs, Her young pussy aching to be touched
Speaker 1: for that very first time, longing to be filled by
Speaker 1: his hot desires. Her legs pull him closer. He slides
Speaker 1: his zipper down on his pants, releasing his erection throbbing
Speaker 1: against her clead, feeling its warmth, that warmth for the
Speaker 1: very first time, as he teases between her lips, looking
Speaker 1: into her eyes, ohing this is her first time. As
Speaker 1: he thrust deep into her pussy, stretching her lips around
Speaker 1: his girth. She gasps and mounds of the instant pleasure
Speaker 1: cascading through her body. Without realizing it, Michele's fingers have
Speaker 1: drifted down to her thighs, pushing heart through her skirt,
Speaker 1: rubbing her clit at the memories of how she wanted
Speaker 1: him to fuck her, how she wanted him to be
Speaker 1: inside of her, to take her virginity, And without warning,
Speaker 1: she feels an orgasm cascading down her body, her legs
Speaker 1: trembling as she sits in the seat, the desires from
Speaker 1: all those years ago flooding back over her body as
Speaker 1: her orgasm explodes deep into her core. Gently, the music
Speaker 1: gets louder, drifting into her memories, into her desires. Strangely,
Speaker 1: it's the same last song they played when she left
Speaker 1: high school. Taking a moment, panting, letting the pleasure of
Speaker 1: her memories move over her body, before she lifts herself
Speaker 1: on the chair, resolute that she must attend the reunion party.
Speaker 1: Her desires satisfied for the moment, she walks down the corridors,
Speaker 1: following the music as if it was luring her into
Speaker 1: some dark and hidden part of the school, and then
Speaker 1: pushing through into the main hall, some familiar faces and
Speaker 1: some that have age so badly she really can't remember
Speaker 1: who they are. But there over by the makeshift bar,
Speaker 1: mister Horturn stands, memories flood back to her once again,
Speaker 1: and her pussy twitch is with need. His hair is
Speaker 1: a little grayer now, his beard more trimmed and flecked
Speaker 1: with silver. She can notice the wrinkles around his eyes
Speaker 1: as he smiles and laughs, something more defined about him.
Speaker 1: He is matured into such a beautiful man age has
Speaker 1: certainly served him well. Suddenly flooded with a moment of
Speaker 1: self doubt, she wonders if he would even remember her.
Speaker 1: It was so many years ago, more years than she
Speaker 1: cares to remember, and she was only one girl in
Speaker 1: many classes, no doubt, all of them having fantasies about
Speaker 1: his rugged good looks and that pressing erection inside his pants.
Speaker 1: She stands there for a moment, taking in the scene.
Speaker 1: He suddenly turns and smiles at her and waves, beckoning
Speaker 1: her over. Without thinking, she finds her legs, carrying her
Speaker 1: over to where he stands, his face bright and cheerful.
Speaker 2: His smile and his eyes they still have that sparkle,
Speaker 2: They still have that magic that heat burning inside them.
Speaker 2: Without thinking, Michelle's eyes drop lower down over his stomach,
Speaker 2: but unfortunately, in the shadows, she can't see whether his
Speaker 2: cock is still that hard, and as they start to talk,
Speaker 2: the words just seem to drift past her. All she
Speaker 2: can remember is him speaking French. Every word he says
Speaker 2: translates into French, and all she can hear is this
Speaker 2: beautiful French, reverberating tone around her. Suddenly she feels his
Speaker 2: hand in hers, leading her to the land floor, pulling
Speaker 2: her close. She can't even hear the song, Just the
Speaker 2: sound of his whispers against her ears. Feeling him press
Speaker 2: against her is hard cock teasing at her body. Without thinking,
Speaker 2: she lets her hand drop down his stomach, caressing his
Speaker 2: cock through his pants as he whispers, let's go to
Speaker 2: my classroom. Looking up at him, she smiles gently before
Speaker 2: they kiss, their tongues entwining, passion already beginning to burn
Speaker 2: through her body as memories flood back, of desires, of fantasies.
Speaker 2: As her hand squeezes his cock a little harder through
Speaker 2: his pants, feeling how swollen, how warm he is for her,
Speaker 2: Rubbing the pad of her thumb over the end of
Speaker 2: his cock, through his pants. She smiles and whispers, let's
Speaker 2: leaving the main hall in the reunion party long behind them.
Speaker 2: Michel and mister Hortone return to his classroom, back to
Speaker 2: the source of her desire, her very first fantasies, her
Speaker 2: very first crush. Closes the door behind them, locking it,
Speaker 2: making sure that no one else can get in. This
Speaker 2: is their time, their time to enjoy the fantasies that
Speaker 2: have lived with Michell for all these years. With his
Speaker 2: fingers caress over her chin, yeasing through the back of
Speaker 2: her hair, his lips brush across hers, the gentle throb
Speaker 2: between her thighs begins to grow again. She feels her
Speaker 2: panties already getting wet, but he sucks on her lips gently,
Speaker 2: his hands moving down slowly, unbuttoning her shirt gently. She
Speaker 2: feels a cool air brush across her breast as he
Speaker 2: exposes her lace bar in the unheated room. Desperately, she
Speaker 2: fumbles for a zipper, easing her fingers inside, needing to
Speaker 2: feel that hard length finally between her fingers. Looking up
Speaker 2: at him as she grasps his cock hard, he groans
Speaker 2: loudly at the urgency in his body. Quite definitely, quite strong,
Speaker 2: as she slides her hand up and down his shaft.
Speaker 2: He leans back against his desk as she lowers herself
Speaker 2: on to her knees, kissing along his length, watching every
Speaker 2: movement across his face as her tongue flicks up and
Speaker 2: down his shaft, sucking at his length, kissing it, teasing
Speaker 2: it with the edge of her teeth, feeling it grow
Speaker 2: even firmer in her mouth as she slides her lips
Speaker 2: up and down his shaft, watching him, listening to him moan,
Speaker 2: but she sucks him even deeper, her fingers caressing his bulls,
Speaker 2: feeling them tighten, Knowing that he wants her as much
Speaker 2: as she wants him. Smiling to herself, she stands and
Speaker 2: puts her hands over his desk, leaning forward, inviting him
Speaker 2: into her. She lifts her skirt. He moves quickly behind her,
Speaker 2: his fingers sliding inside of her panties, thrusting between her
Speaker 2: damp lips, massaging the inside of her pussy as his
Speaker 2: cock twitches at her ass. Desperate, burning with need, burning
Speaker 2: with urgency. She can feel him swelling against her as
Speaker 2: his hand slide up with the cheeks of her ass,
Speaker 2: his cock teasing her lips as he pushes deep into
Speaker 2: her pussy, his fingers sliding across the rosette of her ass,
Speaker 2: teasing it as he fucks her deeper and deeper, her
Speaker 2: lips sucking at his cock, feels it so swollen inside
Speaker 2: of her so ache. She feels her pussy clutching at
Speaker 2: his cock as it swells inside of her, her lips
Speaker 2: stretched around his girth. As he thrusts in and out
Speaker 2: of her pussy. She feels her legs trembling already, all
Speaker 2: this desire, all this fantasy, of all this time, coming
Speaker 2: back right now into her body as she feels a
Speaker 2: trembling moving through her stomach, the swirling sensation moving up
Speaker 2: to her breast, louder and loud as she moans as
Speaker 2: he fucks her hearder and harder, pulling her back onto him,
Speaker 2: his fingers sliding up and down her back, around her shoulders,
Speaker 2: pulling her heart onto him, as his cock thrust even
Speaker 2: deeper into a pussy, her clip sliding up and down
Speaker 2: his shaft, her body tensing, She feels her olchasm growing already.
Speaker 2: She feels it tensing inside her thighs, inside her pussy,
Speaker 2: inside her breast, waiting to release, waiting to let go,
Speaker 2: needing to feel and come inside of her a long last,
Speaker 2: and as his body tenses against her pussy, she feels
Speaker 2: his cock pulsing inside of her. Warm streams have come,
Speaker 2: shooting deep into a pussy as he moans loudly, growling
Speaker 2: with satisfaction as he shoots his low deep inside of her,
Speaker 2: her own body responding in perfect symphony. Aching, she clutches
Speaker 2: the side of her desk as her orgasm explodes all
Speaker 2: along the length of his thrusting cock. Phanting, she fills
Speaker 2: him withdrawal. Turning, not wanting him to leave her, she
Speaker 2: slides around on the desk while he drops between her thighs,
Speaker 2: her legs on his shoulders as his tongue wickedly caresses
Speaker 2: her clip, his fingers sliding deep into a pussy, the
Speaker 2: weight of her orgasm continuing growing once again, she clutches
Speaker 2: at the desk, at his hair, anything as his eyes
Speaker 2: watch her that sparkle, that glow, that heat burning through
Speaker 2: her body. As her hands move over her breast, pinching
Speaker 2: her nipples, watching him as his tongue licks her clat
Speaker 2: sucking it, she feels her orgasm growing again, relentlessly burning
Speaker 2: through her body. Her legs tensing around his head, pulling
Speaker 2: him tight her onto her, pushing her pussy up, riding
Speaker 2: his lips as his fingers push even deeper into her pussy,
Speaker 2: massaging her as she cries his name, as she hears
Speaker 2: him whispering gentle phrases against her pussy, the resonation in
Speaker 2: his voice vibrating against her cleat de chateau, Oh God, sibian,
Speaker 2: joussoufreid de grtte tom vienand ma bouche mar but a
Speaker 2: certificiel patois via pontis montant. She hears those beautiful words,
Speaker 2: pulsing deep inside her pussy as she comes again, pulling
Speaker 2: him so tight onto a pussy as her body explodes
Speaker 2: in beautiful orgasm, as his tongue caresses gently, the waves
Speaker 2: of her orgasm slowly descending her body, trembling, her satisfaction
Speaker 2: complete for the moment, He kisses gently up her thighs,
Speaker 2: her body trembling once again with the after waves of
Speaker 2: pleasure up her stomach. Gently, he kisses over her breasts,
Speaker 2: sucking teasingly on her nipples. Her body responds. She moans loudly,
Speaker 2: gasping pleasure, moving up and down her body still, but
Speaker 2: he kisses up her neck. She feels his throbbing cock
Speaker 2: pushing against her stomach, letting her hand drop, she caresses
Speaker 2: it one more time. His gentle pulses have come, spurting
Speaker 2: over her stomach. She drags her finger through the warm cream,
Speaker 2: moving it over her lips, sucking on her fingers, holding
Speaker 2: his gaze as she tastes his essence, his warm passion
Speaker 2: right there on her tongue. Smiling, she says, well, that
Speaker 2: took us long enough, Igorin's bag. Barely able to speak, smiling,
Speaker 2: she says, I think you should know I've applied for
Speaker 2: a job here as assistant to the friend Tutor. I
Speaker 2: have my interview tomorrow. Grinning, he leans forward and kisses
Speaker 2: her fingers, sucking them before kissing her deeply on the mouth,
Speaker 2: their tongues exchanging the taste of their pleasure. So I
Speaker 2: hope you enjoyed that little story. And next week we're
Speaker 2: going to have her Yes.
Speaker 1: Another story.
Speaker 2: So I look forward to seeing you again on Friday
Speaker 2: when we can get wild in bed all over again.
Speaker 2: But for now and always with your pleasure in mind,
Speaker 2: this is Devil in Wild, wishing you salacious dreams.
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