The Tutors

NARI

I grab Kai’s hand as Roxie pushes past us, the ache between my legs taking over like it always does. Fuck, why would I agree to tutor her? I squeeze my legs together again.

It feels like I have to pee; this feeling is too much, and it doesn’t help that I won’t—no, I can’t admit what it is.

My brain and my vagina have a love–hate relationship with Roxie, and right now, my vagina is clearly winning.

I need to satisfy this ache right now in the middle of the school day, and zero part of me cares. I pull Kai behind me, practically dragging him toward a classroom I knew would be empty.

The music room is always empty until the end of the day, and it’s soundproofed. He already knows what’s coming. I’m wet, and my pussy is throbbing.

Why does this keep happening when I’m around her?! I try to ignore it, but I can’t. We slide into the classroom unseen, and I lock the door from the inside.

I reach for Kai, but before I get the chance to touch him, he has my hands pinned on either side of me and starts attacking my neck with rough kisses, which makes me moan out my frustration.

I grind my body into him the best I can. Fuck! I bite my bottom lip. I should stay quiet just in case someone passes by the door.

If someone hears us, our perfect records will be over, and I’m sure we’ll be suspended. This isn’t my first go-around with Kai in a classroom, so I do what I always do and bite down on my lower lip.

Kai smirks. “Roxie’s got you all hot and bothered again, huh, baby?” He growls in my ear, “You thought I wouldn’t notice.”

“No,” I lie. “I can’t stand her and the rest of the entitled brats around here. She didn’t even thank us for taking the time out to tutor her,” I say trying to convince both him and myself.

I can’t stand her, I can’t stand her, I can’t stand her. Keep repeating it, I tell myself, and it might be true.

Kai chuckles against my neck and then kisses it. “I keep telling you, Nari, you can tell me anything.” He kisses me again. “And since you won’t admit it, I’m going to make you admit it.”

He bites my neck, then sucks on the spot. I hold my breath and slowly release. I know Kai. We’ve been dating for four years.

He won’t quit till he gets answers, no matter how many times I cum. He’s made me cum three times in a row just to find out his birthday gift.

“Don’t move,” he growls against my neck, and I keep my arms pinned to the door. This was not my plan, but this works too.

He grabs my chin and kisses me hard, forcing his tongue into my mouth and pulling a moan from low in my throat.

“Tell me what’s on your mind, Nari. We don’t hide things from each other. Right?” I nod my head. He’s right; we don’t hide anything from each other, but this feels different.

We’ve always been open about everything, with no judgment on either side. But it also feels like he already knows.

Kai smirks as he squeezes my erect nipples through my shirt. Shit, that feels so fucking good, and I whimper. I should have worn a regular bra and not a sports bra.

He pulls them again and I stifle a moan. Slowly, he slides one hand down my body, then up my skirt, the other hand holding and guiding my chin to look him in his eyes.

I feel Kai rip my thong and run two fingers up and down my clit. My knees buckle at the sound of my panties losing their purpose.

I should be out of thongs because of the amount of them he has destroyed. I’m so worked up that I’m ready to combust as soon as he touches me.

“Something tells me it’s Roxie and that cheer uniform that has this pussy dripping down my fingers.” He groans as he slides two fingers into my tight hole and pumps.

“Kaiiiiiiiiiiiii,” I moan, forgetting where I am for a minute.

“Answer me, Nari,” he says firmly, looking directly into my eyes. Moaning softly, I try to say something, anything, but nothing comes out.

“Baby, you want to tell me something?” he asks, smirking and pumping his fingers hard and fast. I can feel the pressure building up in my lower stomach.

I bite my lip. Fuck, he’s so good to my pussy, and I need this sweet release. Am I ready to confess this to him? Kai never judges me, and he loves me.

I’ve always been scared it would change things, but I should’ve probably already told him. He already knows I have a girl fantasy. He just doesn’t know it’s a one-girl fantasy…about Roxie.

No other girl, just her in our bed. Roxie is my little secret from freshman year, and since then, I’ve thought of her with Kai and me all of the time.

“Just a little closer, Kai, please don’t stop. Make me cum, please, baby,” I moan. As soon as it leaves my lips, he slows down, almost stopping but not quite.

I curse under my breath because fuck, I’m so worked up. I know he wants me to beg, so I do. “Please, Kai, please,” I whimper.

“If you want to cum, baby, just tell me what it is. What’s bothering you so much that you are constantly rolling your eyes at Roxie? What did she do?

“She pisses you off but she also works you up because you’re dripping. You’re always dripping after being around her. Are you upset or just horny?

“Somehow she makes this perfect little cunt drip without even touching you. I need to know what you’re thinking before we tutor her.”

He starts to thrust his fingers faster, coaxing it out of me. “You can tell me, baby.”

I can’t take it anymore. I don’t even know why I’m holding it in.

I nearly came just sitting in Mrs. Joseph’s class from how wet my pussy got the second Roxie came in the room in that damn tiny uniform that I tell myself I hate.

I had squeezed my thighs together so tight when she walked in; I’m sure she would have thought I had to pee if she could see under the table. I look into Kai’s eyes.

“I’ll tell you, just please don’t stop, baby. I need it,” it comes out as a whisper.

“I’m listening,” he says as his fingers pick up speed again, pumping in and out of my wet hole.

“Roxie makes my pussy so fucking wet and it pisses me off. It pisses me off because I know I’ll never get her…

“But I want her pretty face so deep in my pussy she tastes me on her tongue tomorrow and every day after, and then after that she wants more,” I tell him before I come.

I come so fucking hard around his fingers. I’m moaning into my hand and shaking, seeing stars as the ecstasy of my orgasm takes over.

Kai sits me on the desk and he reaches for his phone while I try to catch my breath and clean up with my destroyed thong. “What are you doing?” I ask.

He licks his fingers that he just used to make me cum while typing on his phone with the other hand. I love it when he tastes me like that.

He sends me the sexiest smile and says, “Texting the address for our tutoring session tonight. I’ll be a little late, baby, but you two get started. I’ll catch you later.”

He kisses me and walks out. Kai looks like he has a plan.

What the fuck did I just get us into? What is Kai up to? I’m fucked.