My private tutor looks so hot (4)

Aurora

“I'm ready for school, Mom!” I half-yelled as I stuffed a slice of toast into my mouth, grabbed my backpack, and headed for the door. This wasn't just any regular school morning, where I was afraid of being bullied by spoiled kids; today was the day Xavier would be joining my school.

For me of course. To be my guardian.

I opened the door just in time to see him standing outside, hands held up in a knocking position.

“Looks like someone is finally excited to go to school.” Giving me a million-dollar smile that always makes me blush so hard, he hopped onto his bike, grabbed his helmet, and handed another one to me.

I was a bundle of nerves, but I just tried to play it cool as I buckled my helmet, climbed onto his bike, and wrapped my hands around his chest. Gosh…those abs.

My mind drifted back to our earlier sexcapade and I couldn't help but feel a certain wetness down there.

“Hold on tight, pumpkin.” His deep voice rang out and I imagined that voice whispering sweet nothings into my ear while fucking me senseless.

I held on tighter while pushing my chest forward, so it rubbed harshly against his back. Hearing him exhale deeply excited me to the point of pride but I wasn't done yet. I started sliding my hips back and forth, the friction made my centre ache even more, and gave me a weird sense of satisfaction.

With a low whimper, I slid my hands downward towards Xavier’s groin area, unzipped his pants with a skill even I didn't know I possessed, and grabbed his cock. It was already rock hard, warm, and pulsing in my hand, making me let out a satisfied moan.

“…Fuck Aurora. You are doing things to me.” He dropped his head back, almost losing himself to the pleasure and I couldn't help but panic.

“Eyes on the road Xavier. I’m not ready to die yet.” His eyes were hooded but he nodded anyway, trying to endure the assault I was giving to his member.

Seeing him back in control, I returned my full attention to his cock. It was still hard but precum was already smearing around the tip. Just as I was about to continue the handjob, the familiar sight of my school building made me put it back into his pants, that dread at the pit of my stomach somehow found its way back.

Xavier seemed to notice cause he held my left hand and squeezed tightly as we came down from his bike and walked into the school. Students were staring nonstop. Some girls giggled while pointing in our direction, clearly mesmerized by Xavier’s beauty. I couldn't blame them. That was my honest reaction the first time I saw him.

Turning a corner, we came face to face with my nightmares. The three girls who swore to make my life a living hell; Angel and her two minions, can't recall their names. I took two steps back, clearly intimidated by their appearance but Xavier held on to me tightly, his face set into a stern expression.

From the dreamy and shocked looks on their faces, I could tell they were happy to see such a rare handsome beauty but surprised to see him with me. As if Xavier understood the assignment, he crossed an arm over my shoulder, raised a brow, and spoke in a condescending tone. “Move.”

They immediately scrambled around but Xavier wasn't planning on letting go yet, he continued. “She…” he gestured towards me, “….is my girlfriend and anyone who offends her becomes my enemy. IS..THAT..CLEAR?”

They all nodded, afraid to even look him in the eyes. Angel shot me a death glare and stomped off with her minions.

Words couldn't describe the joy I felt; finally, someone put those spoiled brats in their place. I can now do whatever I want without hiding or anxiety. Turning back to Xavier, I pulled him by the collar and crashed my lips against his. They were soft, warm, and demanding against mine.

As our tongues fought a battle in our mouths, shouts of “ooooooooos” and shutters of cameras surrounded us. I shyly hid my face in Xavier’s chest as he carried me princess style to the classroom.

The maths teacher was saying something about quadratic equations but all I could think of was Xavier’s dick. The way it had stretched me open the day before and how hard it was this morning. Subconsciously licking my lips, I glanced at my wristwatch. Break should be anytime soon.

I can't wait to suck off his dick and swallow every bit of his cum in the restroom. After which he will press my face and tits against the mirror as he fucks me from behind.

Ohh Lord…my pussy was throbbing uncontrollably. Resisting the urge to slide in a finger, I shifted uncomfortably while pressing my thighs together. My face broke out in a cold sweat.

Just when I couldn't endure it anymore, the bell rang, signaling break time. Practically leaping off my seat, I grabbed my backpack, went in search of Xavier, and dragged him to the female restroom.

He looked taken aback but excited as I went on my knees, hurriedly tied my hair in a messy bun, and fumbled with his zipper. A low, deep chuckle rang out from his throat. The sound made my centre ache even harder as he helped me open his zipper.

His long dick sprang free, it bounced once, and slapped me across the face. Ohh how I love this feeling.

Using my saliva as a coat, I ran my soft hands along the hard sheath, eliciting a groan from him. Then swirled my tongue around the tip, fingers fumbling with his balls.

His response was a hard tug at my hair. I took in the length with one bob of my head, all the way to the back of my throat.

“Fuckkk…Aurora.”

Saliva ran all the way down from my mouth to my neck as I kept bobbing my head, pace increasing with every groan he made.

Suddenly, the restroom door sprang open.