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The Tutor (6)

Author: denthoughts
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Luke looked at the entrance of the house for a few minutes before understanding that Shana did not miss him and would not go looking for him.

Standing alone in that place, he saw the road to the city and remembered the ascent was very far before he could find transportation, and in the middle of the night, there was not much he could do.

He couldn’t even call a taxi because with the push when he fell to the ground. He broke his cell phone.

‘All your life was avoiding this, and when you finally try, you end up like this!’ Luke repeated himself as he began to descend the hill, his steps were slow, and the road was cold and dark.

He could not believe the things that had happened to him, he had so much anger that he wanted to cry from frustration, but the disappointment was even greater.

The city to one side and the darkness reminded him of the things he had thought, and his feeling of inadequacy repainted his self-esteem. He walked, and the sounds of the night accompanied each step while in his mind, he could not believe the situation he was in.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and some headlights appeared on the hill behind him, he thought about hitchhiking, but his heart leaped when what he saw was Shana pulling up to the side.

“What’s wrong, Luke? Why did you leave?!” She asked with an air of anger in her voice.

‘Are you seriously going to ask that?’ Luke thought, looking at her inside the car. A snort of frustration came out of his mouth when he said.

“Your stupid friends kicked me out of the party!” His voice rose a little higher than he expected as he said, “What did you expect me to do?”

She glared at him, and he continued walking without paying attention. She pushed the car next to him a little more and said, “They were just kidding, don’t be so sensitive.”

‘But what the hell is wrong with her?’ Luke thought when Shana blurted out those words on him.

“Sensitive?!” He said with anger rising inside him, “Do you think I’m sensitive? They broke my phone, pushed me to the ground, and made me walk in the middle of the night? I don’t know if that’s fine in your perfect world but not in mine. I’m not that kind of person! I’m not like you!”

When he released those words, he began to walk back into his mind. The idea of ​​having Shana lost forever bounced uncontrollably, he felt bad, but she was not the girl he thought she was. At that moment, he heard the sound of a door behind him and turned around. He saw a tearful Shana in front of him saying.

“Like me?!” And with those words, her tears began to run down her cheeks. “What do you know about me?! You don’t even remember me!”

He looked at her confused, and she continued, “Almost two weeks are already trying to remind you of who I am, trying to remind you of all the things we did at that time, and you are unable to do so! How important was our friendship for you?”

Luke was paralyzed as he watched her.

“How dare you judge me? When you don’t even have the courage to tell me how you feel!” 

He looked at her, paralyzed, and she was crying, said, “I didn’t want to come to this stupid party! But you didn’t tell me what you want, so what should I do? Guess!”

He advanced and was unable to control his emotions. He placed his hands on Shana’s arms and said, “I didn’t tell you how I feel because...” She stared at him, and he continued, “What do you want?”

Luke asked as he looked at Shana straight into her eyes. She could not control her tears, she said, “I want you to remember me!” and with that, he hugged her, her memory was still fuzzy, but the Shana he had met that week was there. 

“What do you want?” She asked suspiciously. 

Luke’s heart was completely unleashed, and for the first time, without fear, he said, “I want you.”

With those words, Shana’s tears stopped, and the two joined in a slow kiss that calmed the night.

When they parted, they both seemed to be waking up from a dream, and then Luke said, “I still don’t remember you.”

Shana patted him affectionately on the chest and added, “Stupid!” 

But he lovingly added before kissing her once more, “But I’ll remember.”

Few Minutes after in Luke’s Apartment…

Shana looked at him shyly. When she was about to speak he kissed her tenderly. Shana felt the touch of his lips and all the weight faded from her shoulders, she felt herself floating on a cloud as the man she loved kissed her.

He turned away from her and looked at her smiling and says, "I love you."

"I know horny teacher, I might love you as well," She said with a sweet smile.

They both entered the room holding hands and he smiling asked, "So… What are we now? You don’t have any boyfriend hidden somewhere right?"

Shana glared at him, before replying, "I'm looking at him right now," and tenderly kissed him, her lips moving harmoniously as their tongues tangled one with the other.

The intensity of the kiss was slowly growing. Luke took Shana's arms and pressed her against his body.

Shana smiled as she felt Luke's hardness against her stomach. They hurriedly began to undress.

He took off her shirt and for the first time he saw Shana's bre*sts like that and they appeared perfectly in front of him, without thinking he pounced on her to start sucking her *ts with energy while she unbuttoned her pants.

Luke took her pants off with a touch clumsily and saw the black panties of the woman he wanted and his p*nis swelled like never before, he kissed her hard, he sucked her br*asts and began to lick her p*ssy, Shana looked at the ceiling while Luke ate her c*nt with dedication.

The young man wasted no time while second after second she sucked, licked and bit Shana's p*ssy lips who desperately pulled him into her mouth and began to kiss him only for the young man to fully penetrate her.

She girl felt Luke's dick entering firmly into her v*gina and a prolonged moan filled the room, him began to thrust into her with force and the girl moaned with each blow of his hips Luke lost with pleasure while his d*ck gave pleasure to Shana without stopping.

She buried her nails in the back of her boyfriend, and bit his neck due the intensity of each pump.

Luke kept thrusting at her until she could not think straight anymore. He rammed against her pelvis and making her jump from Shana's c*nt.

“More d*mmit! Faster!” She demanded loudly.

Luke followed perfectly until he groaned loudly, releasing inside her. Shana joining him soon after, as she bit his shoulder to contain her scream.

“Sorry,” Shana giggled through heavy breathing of satisfaction. The bite mark on his shoulder was glaring and it could easily be noticed.

Shana licked it lessen his pain, and it was wrong move from her. Cause as soon she did, Luke’s arms tightened around her, he then moved her, and placed her in four legs.

“Luke?!”

“Behave. This is a nice view,” He said, his voice with unmasked lust. Luke was looking at her naked a*s, before he bit the buttocks.

Before Shana could pretend to be angry, se already moaned with pleasure as Luke begun to fuck her with so much roughly.

Then and there she knew that Luke is just pretending to be a decent guy. He refused to listen to her and just continued to f*ck her as if there was no tomorrow. It was as if it was his way of revenge for the frustrations. It was probably his way as well to brand her.

It was the first time that Shana felt this way. That she was wanted so badly by someone. It sounded desperate, but also so wonderful.

Shana could no longer keep up with the org*sms that gave she kept getting one after another. Her voice turned hoarse, as it moaned when she reached a state of total pleasure.

She fell exhausted on the bed as her senses descended from the heavens where they had been taken.

Luke's sweaty body clung to her back and kissed her neck. She took the hand of who would now be her boyfriend and with a satisfied smile.

She said while kissing his mouth, “It seems that my horny teacher still has a lot to teach aside from remembering me."

~End~

Author’s Note: Next Story "The Bodyguard"

Comments (10)
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Tracy Juber
It was hard to follow because you’re all over the place with it!! What a shame, and it started with promise ...
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Ojo Oyindamola Mary
Bcos of this I already lost reading the other stories
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Ojo Oyindamola Mary
Very very poor……I almost enjoyed the story but then it’s became so boring worth a bad ending plus “who is she??
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