Author's Note:
Hey guys... sorry about the late entry, but life has been crazy for me... If this is your first time reading this story, I would recommend you to read the chapters before this. Please do not copy or print for your own purposes without my permission. Enjoy and please leave some feedback...
XOXO, Maela
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I was excited as Friday came up. During class, Maria and I kept staring at each other. She made the students get to work, then walked over to her seat and pulled out her paperwork, all the while her eyes looked at me and she smiled at me. Only the two of us knew the secret. Two weeks ago, I seduced her, and ever since then, we have not been able to keep our hands off of each other. This weekend, we were going to her private beach house in San Diego that she had received after her divorce settlement.
As I kept staring at her, in the corner of my eye, I caught her running her hand up and down her beautifully toned thigh and I felt myself get a little wet. She was wearing a tight black skirt that fell above the knee, with a slits on the sides. Underneath, she wore black stockings. Her blouse was bright red, and with ruffles down the front. As I looked at this beautiful, sexy woman, the only word that came to mind was, "Mine". She was mine. This gorgeous, hot Latina was my pussy eating whore, and I was hers. My pussy twitched at the recognition and I felt it getting wetter. God, I wanted her.
I was about a month away from graduating, and this was my last month together with her before I left for college. I would use up that time wisely but at the same time, I wasn't sure if I wanted to leave her. We loved each other very much, but we haven't discussed our plans for the future.
I knew that I didn't want to think about another woman for as long I lived. But I also knew that unless she wanted to move away, we would have to separate when I left for UC San Diego. I sighed a little sad, but even more aroused as memories of our weekend came back. The way she screamed my name in passion as I ate her pussy, and finger-fucked her to orgasm, or the way she licked my cunt until not a drop of wetness was left. I felt myself squirm, incredibly aroused.
Suddenly, my eyes caught hers again, and this time, she stuck the end of the pen in her beautiful ruby red lips as her tongue came out and caressed the tip. My breath caught in my throat, as I imagined that tongue caressing mine and running over my most sensitive areas on my body. Just to be equally bad, ran my tongue over my lips and dug through my bag before taking a nude picture of me out and carefully place it in the center of the paper, faced down.
I took it the night before. In the picture, I was in my pink room, sitting up against my bed. I had set up my webcam to take my picture before I saved it under a private password protected file. My legs were spread so that she could see my shaven pussy, as two fingers rubbed my clit. My eyes were looking straight at the camera, as if looking at her.
I scribbled down, "I missed you so much this weekend. I wanted to push three fingers into your tight cunt so bad. I can't wait until tonight, when we would be together again. I love you." I quickly looked around to see that no one was watching before I folded it up and wrote on it, "Read after class."
After class was over, I got up and walked to my next class. During class, I received a text from my secret lover. She wrote: Young lady, I was so hot and bothered I had to excuse myself to the restroom to stick three fingers in my pussy and get off... That was such a beautiful picture I came, just looking at it. But it was too risky of you to give this to me during class. Tonight, you are gonna receive a punishment."
My panties got wetter at the thought of being punished by this beautiful goddess, and inside I was giggling. After school was over, I went home and packed a duffle, telling my parents a couple of friends and I were driving down to UC San Diego to check out the campus before we leave in the summer. Suffice to say, my parents were worried, but allowed me to go, with a promise that we would be careful. When they asked who we were staying with, I told them that one of our friends had a sister who lived down there.
