John’s Story
It was a hot summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on Birdie, the new English teacher at the prestigious all-boys school where I worked as a janitor. She was a striking woman, with Blue-black hair that cascaded down Past her shoulders, Deep Brown eyes that seemed to see right through you, and a curvaceous figure that could make any man’s heart race. I couldn’t help but stare as she walked by, her hips swaying gently from side to side.
Over the next few weeks, I found myself bumping into Birdie more and more often. At first, I would simply smile and nod, too nervous to speak. But as time went on, I found myself striking up conversations with her, asking her about her day and telling her about mine. She seemed to enjoy talking to me, and I found myself looking forward to our little chats more and more.
She Summoned Me
One day, as I was working in the classroom next to hers, I heard Birdie’s voice call out to me. “Hey, John,” she said, “do you have a minute?”
I poked my head into her classroom, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her standing there, wearing a tight-fitting dress that accentuated her curves. “Sure, Birdie,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “What can I do for you?”
She smiled at me, her green eyes sparkling. “I was just wondering if you’d like to grab a drink with me after work tonight,” she said. “There’s a great little bar down the street from here, and I think we could both use a drink after a long day.”
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. But then I nodded, unable to resist the opportunity to spend more time with this captivating woman. “Sure, Birdie,” I said, my heart racing. “I’d love to.”
The Spark Was Intense
That night, as we sat at the bar, sipping our drinks and chatting, I felt a spark between us. Birdie was witty and intelligent, and she seemed genuinely interested in what I had to say. As the night wore on, I found myself becoming more and more attracted to her. And when she leaned in close and whispered in my ear, I knew that I had to have her.
“You know, John,” she said, her breath hot on my ear, “I’ve been thinking about you all day. I can’t stop thinking about your strong, muscular body, and how much I want to feel it against mine.”
I groaned, my cock already rock hard in my pants. “Birdie,” I said, my voice hoarse with desire, “you have no idea how much I want you too.”
She smiled, her Dark eyes gleaming. “Then let’s not wait any longer,” she said, taking my hand and leading me out of the bar.
We stumbled back to my apartment, our bodies pressed together as we kissed and groped each other. As soon as we were inside, Birdie pushed me up against the wall and started tearing at my clothes. I did the same to her, my hands roaming over her soft, curves as I kissed her neck and ears.
“Fuck, John,” she moaned, as I slid my hand into her panties and started rubbing her clit. “You make me so fucking wet.”
I groaned, my cock throbbing with need. “I need to be inside you, Birdie,” I said, my voice rough.
She smiled, her eyes shining with desire. “Then take me, John,” she said, pulling me towards the bedroom. “Take me now.”
Her Body Was Warm and Ready
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I bent Birdie over the bed and slid my cock into her wet, tight pussy. She moaned loudly, her body shaking with pleasure.
“Fuck, John, yes,” she cried, as I started thrusting into her. “Harder, harder.”
I grabbed her hips and started pounding into her, my balls slapping against her ass. She moaned and cried out with each thrust, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Oh, fuck, John, I’m gonna cum,” she moaned, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
I felt her pussy clench around my cock as she came, her body shaking and trembling. I kept thrusting into her, my own orgasm building inside me.
“Birdie, I’m gonna cum,” I groaned, my voice rough.
“Yes, John, cum for me,” she cried, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
I felt my orgasm explode inside me, my cock throbbing as I filled her pussy with my hot, sticky cum. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat and cum. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, feeling her soft, curves against my hard, muscular body.
“That was amazing, John,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
I smiled, my heart swelling with love and desire. “Yes, it was,” I said, kissing her neck. “And it’s only just beginning.