The Virgin Pact Boxed Set. Jessa James

all over my face.

      “Please,” she begged.

      “What do you need, young lady?”

      She was sprawled lewdly on my couch, her uniform skirt bunched up about her waist, her legs parted and her pussy on display, all hot pink and swollen, dripping onto my leather couch cushion. Her pert tits were visible with her prim blouse parted, the pale skin glistening with sweat. She was every schoolgirl fantasy I ever imagined.

      “More,” she breathed.

      “More what?” I asked. “Use your words and tell your teacher.”

      “Your cock. Please. I feel… I feel empty.”

      I’d longed to hear those words from her lips. With a gentle touch, I swirled her entrance. “Your pussy’s off limits. No cock in that hole.”

      She whimpered her disappointment.

      “I know it’s hard, but doctor’s orders. I’ve already claimed your mouth.” Moving my finger lower, I circled the crinkled rosebud of her ass.

      “If you want my cock, then I’ll take this hole next. Has any boy ever touched you here?”

      She tensed, but her head thrashed from side to side as I circled and pressed against the tight hole. “No.”

      “Then this will be tonight’s lesson. Taking my cock in your ass.”

      “B-but—”

      “You’re wearing your uniform, young lady. You’re going to be my good student aren’t you, Jane?”

      She opened her eyes and I saw they were blurry with passion, but filled with a wariness that only came with innocence. She looked down at herself and tugged her blouse closed, although it did nothing to make her look any less erotic.

      Besides seeing her and defiling her in her schoolgirl outfit made me hot as fuck, it was also a symbol of her role. My student. Mine.

      “Yes, sir.”

      “That’s right.” Using her cream to ease the way, I pressed the tip of my finger into her back entrance. She moaned at the slight invasion before I retreated, stood and scooped her up into my arms.

      “Good girl. That virgin hole’s mine, too, and I’m taking it right now.”