He was greeted with one of the sexiest sights he’d ever seen. He stared at the center of her pale yellow panties, her silky white thighs spread and lifted to the table top above. He leaned his head forward and lightly kissed Becky’s inner thigh, inches from the leg band of her panties. As he heard another sharp intake of breath from Becky, he could feel the heat on his cheek, emanating from her panty covered crotch. He turned in, and gently kissed her, savoring the feel of her panties on his lips.
He extended his tongue, tracing up and down the center of her panties, parting her lips slightly underneath the moistening cotton. Becky started moaning, her hips gyrating slightly, trying to get more and more of Jake’s tongue against her. With one last lick upwards, Jake found Becky’s clitoris and he began kissing and licking with more intensity.
Becky started bucking her hips with more force, matching the rhythm of Jake’s probing tongue, now grunting softly. But when he felt her hands on the back of his head, he pulled it back. He ducked out from under the table and looked at her paper.
“Becky. You’re not finished yet.” She looked up with glassy eyes, her hips sill thrusting minutely. She reached again for the pencil which was now lying on the table. “That’s better, you’re almost done.”
As Becky started working again, Jake took the leg closest to him, and lifted it off of the table and let it rest back on the floor. Now with one leg on the table and one on the floor, her yellow sun dress had slid all of the way up her legs, exposing all of her yellow panties, including a thin strip of her stomach above.
Jake reached down and cupped Becky, his fingers kneading her, probing where his tongue had just been. His hand then slid up, and then down the front of her panties, and as he first felt the wet lips contained within, Becky slid down in her seat, meeting his fingers.
He started making quick circular motions, and in response to Becky’s now continuous moans, couldn’t help but press his body against her arm, delighting in the pressure on his erection.
Becky looked at him briefly before staring her last problem on the page. He watched her complete the simple addition problem, then all but throw the pencil on the floor and reach towards him.
As if in a race against time, she quickly unbuttoned his jeans, pulled them and his boxer shorts down in one motion and grabbed his now free erection. She had never seen a man’s penis before, let alone touched one, but letting her instincts take over, she simply slid her hand up and down, barely ware of what she was doing, the feelings in her own body overwhelming her senses.
“Oh Becky” Jake muttered, her inexperienced hand sending waves of pleasure though his body. “Look at me . ..” Becky’s gaze went from her pumping hand to his eyes.
Jake looked at her, her mouth partially open, her eyes half closed. His hand in her panties, her hips thrusting, her hand wrapped around his penis.
“Uhhhhnnnnnn!” Becky cried out her eyes now shut, her body arching backwards, her grasp tightening around Jake. And seeing this, hearing this, feeling this was all her needed, and it was all he could do not to fall down as he ejaculated, pumping his semen in an arc onto the floor. He slumped back onto his knees, removing his hand from Becky’s panties, and laid his head in her lap, both of them trying to calm their breathing.