Chapter 1: Introduction
The locker room was a symphony of clattering metal and hushed giggles, the air thick with the scent of sweat and cheap perfume. Bella sat on the bench, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird. She clutched the pair of pristine white Nike Shox in her hands, the massive sole with its bumper-like elements a stark contrast to the smooth Mesh upper. She had forgotten her sports shoes at home, and Sarah, ever the generous friend, had loaned her these, her prized possession
Bella had always been shy about her body, her sexuality a delicate flower barely beginning to bloom. She had never even been kissed, let alone... anything else.
But there was something about these shoes, something that made her feel a strange, heady mix of excitement and fear. She had seen the way some of the guys at school looked at Sarah when she wore them, their eyes lingering on the thick sole, the way it hugged her foot like a second skin. Bella had never understood it, never spent more of thought on it, but today, she felt a strange, inexplicable thrill by the thought of wearing Sarah's cute white Nike Shox.
The locker room door creaked open, and Mr. Burton stepped in. He was a tall man, his once-athletic body now softened by age and too many beers. His eyes, however, were sharp and predatory, scanning the room as if he were hunting.
Bella felt a shiver run down her spine as his gaze fell on her, lingering on the white Nike Shox in her hands. She quickly looked away, her cheeks flushing a deep red.
"Bella," he called out, his voice a low rumble. "You're late. Again."
She looked up, her eyes meeting his. "I'm sorry, Mr. Burton. I forgot my shoes."
He nodded, his gaze dropping to her feet, then back up to her face. "Well, I see you've found a pair of shoes though?" Mr. Burton said, his voice a low growl. He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving hers. Bella could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She clutched the shoes tighter, her knuckles turning white.
"Yeah, Sarah let me borrow hers," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper.
Mr. Burton chuckled, a sound that sent a shiver down Bella's spine. "Sarah, huh? She's a lucky girl, isn't she?" He took another step closer, his eyes flicking down to the shoes again. "Those are some nice shoes, Bella. I bet they'll look great on you. Have you tried them yet?" Mr. Burton asked, his voice low and husky. Bella could feel the heat radiating off him, his gaze intense and unyielding. She shook her head, her mouth suddenly dry. "No, I was just about to put them on," she managed to say.
Mr. Burton's eyes flicked down to her feet again, then back up to her face. "Let me help you," he said, his voice a low growl. Before Bella could protest, he was crouching down in front of her, his large hands wrapping around her ankle.
Bella gasped, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She could feel the callouses on his hands, rough and coarse against her smooth skin.
His fingers traced the curve of her ankle, his touch sending shivers up her spine.
"Mr. Burton," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "What are you doing?"
He looked up at her, his eyes dark and intense. "I'm helping you, Bella," he said, his voice a low growl. "I'm just making sure these shoes fit you properly."
He began to loosen the Shox' laces, so they would easier slip on Bella's feet.
Bella's breath hitched in her throat. Somehow this whole situation made her feel very excited.
Mr. Burton then puts the first shoe on Bella's left foot. He gently rubs his thumb over the sole, tracing the bumps and curves. Bella can feel the heat radiating from his hand, his touch sending shivers up her spine. She watches as he does the same with the other shoe, his hands lingering on her skin, his touch deliberate and intimate.
"These shoes look amazing on you, Bella," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "They really bring out the curves of your feet."
Bella can feel her cheeks flushing, her heart pounding in her chest. She can't believe what's happening, but there's a part of her that's excited, a part of her that's curious.
"How do they feel on your feet?" He looked up at her, his eyes dark and intense, his breath hot on her skin.
Bella bit her lip, her eyes flicking down to his hands, still resting on her ankles. "They feel... good," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "They're really... tight."
Burton chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Bella's spine. "Tight, huh? I like that." He ran his hands up her calves, his fingers tracing the curve of her muscles. "They fit you perfectly. So are we ready to start today's class?" Mr. Burton asked, his voice echoing in the locker room. Bella, still reeling from the unexpected intimacy, nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. She stood up, the white Nike Shox squeaking slightly on the tiled floor. Mr. Burton's eyes flicked down to her feet, then back up to her face, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Good," he said, his voice low. "Let's start with some stretching. I want to see those legs of yours in action, Bella."
They went next door to the gym, where the rest of the students were waiting.
Mr. Burton started with a warm-up, leading the class through a series of stretches. Bella could feel his eyes on her, watching her every move. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to focus on the exercises, but her mind was elsewhere, her body still tingling from his touch.
As they moved on to the next exercise, Mr. Burton called Bella to the front of the class. "Bella, I want you to demonstrate this stretch for the class," he said, his voice low and commanding. Bella hesitated, her eyes flicking to the other students. She could feel their eyes on her, their whispers.
She took a deep breath and stepped forward, her heart pounding in her chest. Mr. Burton stood behind her, his hands on her hips, guiding her into position. She could feel his breath on her neck, his body pressed against hers.
"Now, Bella," he whispered, his voice low and husky. "I want you to bend over, nice and slow." She could see the curiosity in his eyes, the hunger. She took a deep breath and bent over, her hands on her knees. She could feel Mr. Burton's eyes on her, his gaze intense and unyielding.
She could feel the heat radiating off him, his gaze lingering on her ass, now pointed towards him. She could feel the fabric of her shorts stretching taut over her cheeks, the cool air of the school's gym sending shivers down her spine.
"Mr. Burton," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
He didn't answer, just continued to stare at her, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel his eyes on her, like a physical touch, tracing the curve of her ass, the line of her thighs.
"Mr. Burton," she tried again, her voice shaking.
He didn't answer, just stepped closer, his hands gripping her hips tightly. She could feel his fingers digging into her flesh, his thumbs tracing the curve of her ass. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness pressing against her back. "Please..."
He leaned down, his breath hot on her ear. "Please what, Bella?" he growled. "Please stop? Or please don't stop?"
Bella bit her lip, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't form words, couldn't think straight. Bella looked down at the Nike Shox on her feet And asked herself, if all of this was caused by Sarah's shoes, that she was now wearing. The shoes that were making Mr. Burton so excited. She could feel his breath on her neck, his hands still gripping her hips tightly. She was so confused, so turned on, and yet so afraid.
"Mr. Burton," she whispered again, her voice shaking. "Please..."
He didn't answer, just stepped closer, his hands gripping her hips even tighter.
"Stretch yourself properly Bella ! Get down as far as you can and touch your shoes !" Mr Burton suddenly demanded. "Touch your shoes, Bella. I want to see you stretch all the way down to those beautiful white Nike Shox."
Bella hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. She could feel the heat radiating off Mr. Burton, his gaze intense and unyielding. She took a deep breath and slowly bent over, her hands reaching down towards her feet. She could feel her muscles stretching, her body tensing as she reached further and further down. She could feel Mr. Burton's eyes on her, watching her every move, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Her fingers brushed against the thick sole of the Nike Shox, the rubber smooth and cool to the touch.
"Yeess, just like that !" Mr. Burton said "Keep holding your shoes until I tell you to stop." Bella's fingers curled around the thick sole of the Nike Shox, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel the cool rubber against her skin, the massive sole filling her hands. She could feel the heat radiating off him, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
"Now, Bella," he growled, his voice low and husky. "I want you to stand up slowly, keeping your hands on your shoes." She did as she was told, her body aching from the stretch. She could feel Mr. Burton's eyes on her, his gaze lingering on her ass as she stood up.
"I want you to turn around slowly."
She did as she was told, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the desire that was written all over his face. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness pressing against her stomach.
"Mr. Burton," she whispered, her voice shaking.
He didn't answer, just stepped closer, his hands gripping her hips even tighter.
Bella could feel the rough callouses on his fingers, digging into her soft flesh. His breath was hot on her neck, his chest heaving against her back. She could feel his heart pounding in sync with hers, his body tense and ready.
"Mr. Burton," she whispered again, her voice barely audible.
He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down her spine. "I'm not doing anything yet, Bella," he murmured, his voice a low growl. "But I will be. Soon."
His hands slid down from her hips, tracing the curve of her ass, then moving further down to the hem of her shorts.
He hooked his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled it down, revealing her smooth, pale skin. Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she felt the cool air of the gym on her bare ass. She could feel Mr. Burton's gaze on her, hot and intense.
"What are you doing??" Bella asked in shock "You can't undress me in front of the whole class!"
"Fuck, Bella," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "You have no idea how fucking sexy you look right now." His hands gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly. Bella gasped, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox, her fingers digging into the thick sole.
Mr. Burton's hands moved up her back, unhooking her bra.
It fell to the floor, leaving Bella's breasts exposed. He spun her around, his eyes feasting on her naked torso. "Fuck, Bella," he growled, "You're a fucking dream." His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing against her hardening nipples.
Bella was in absolute shock. Never had she been touched like that and now her teacher was the first to do so ? She knew that this wasn't right. She knew he was ways to old for her and would go to jail, if someone found out about his addiction for girls in sporty outfits and sneakers.
But the way he was touching her, the way he was making her feel, it was like nothing she had ever experienced before.
Mr. Burton's hands moved from her breasts, down to her stomach, then further down to the waistband of her shorts. He hooked his fingers into the fabric and slowly pulled it down, revealing her smooth, pale skin. Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she felt the cool air of the gym on her bare skin. "You can't do this.
We can't do this," Bella whispered, her voice shaking as Mr. Burton's hands continued to explore her body. He ignored her protests, his eyes dark and hungry as he pushed her shorts down to her ankles.
"Shut up and let me look at you," he growled, his voice low and commanding. He stepped back, his eyes roaming over her naked body. Bella stood there, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her skin, like a physical touch.
"Fuck, Bella," he murmured, his voice a low growl.
"You're so fucking beautiful. I've been wanting to do this for so long." He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to cup her breasts again. He ran his thumbs over her nipples, making them harden even more. Bella gasped, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox, her knuckles turning white.
Mr. Burton's hands moved down, tracing the curve of her hips, then further down to her pussy. He ran a finger along her slit, making Bella gasp again. "You're so wet, Bella," he growled. "You like this, don't you? You like me touching you like this." Mr. Burton's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto hers as he continued to stroke her pussy with his fingers. Bella's breath hitched in her throat, her body trembling as he explored her most intimate place.
"Fuck, Bella," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking tight. I can't wait to feel that pussy wrapped around my cock." His fingers slipped inside her, making Bella gasp and clutch the Nike Shox even tighter.
"Mr. Burton," she whimpered, her voice barely audible. "We can't do this. We shouldn't."
He ignored her protests, his fingers moving in and out of her pussy with ease.
Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she felt him stretch her tight walls, her body trembling with each thrust. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy growing wetter and wetter with each passing second.
"Fuck, Bella," he growled, his voice thick with desire. His fingers slipped out of her pussy, leaving her feeling empty and aching for more.
Mr. Burton's hands moved up to her breasts, his thumbs rubbing against her nipples. He leaned down, his mouth capturing one of them in his mouth.
"your little teeny titts are so fucking delicious!" Mr. Burton mumbled with her nipple in his mouth. She could feel his tongue swirling around her nipple, his teeth gently biting down on it. She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy throbbing with need.
He released her nipple with a pop and looked up at her, his eyes dark and hungry. "You taste so fucking good, Bella," he growled. "I can't wait to taste that sweet pussy of yours."
Bella's breath hitched in her throat, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest.
"but... I've never done this before and...we can't do that... you can't do that !" Bella begged him.
"Please, Mr. Burton, don't do this. I've never... I'm still a virgin." Her voice trembled, but there was a spark in her eyes, a curiosity that hadn't been there before.
Mr. Burton chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down Bella's spine. "Oh, Bella," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I know you're a virgin. And I'm going to be the one to take that sweet little cherry of yours. I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be screaming my name."
He picked her up, her naked body pressing against his clothed one.
He carried her to the storage room at the back of the gym, kicking the door open with his foot. He laid her down on a pile of mats, her body bouncing slightly with the impact. Not here. Not like this."
He chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "We can do this anywhere. Any fucking time.
Any fucking place," he growled, his voice thick with desire. He dropped to his knees in front of her, his hands gripping her thighs and spreading them wide. Bella gasped, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the cool air of the storage room on her bare pussy.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark and hungry. "I'm going to eat that sweet little pussy of yours," he growled. "I'm going to lick and suck and fucking devour every inch of it."
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to trace the length of her slit.
Bella gasped, her back arching off the mat as she felt the first touch of his tongue on her most intimate place. She could feel the heat of his breath on her skin, the rough texture of his tongue as it explored every inch of her pussy.
"Fuck, Bella," he murmured against her flesh. "You taste so fucking good." He continued to lick and suck at her pussy, his tongue delving deep inside her, making her moan and squirm beneath him.
Bella's hands gripped the mat beneath her, her fingers digging into the soft material as she tried to hold herself still.
"Grab those sexy shoes!" Mr. Burton told her , his voice a low growl. "I want you to hold onto those sexy white Nike Shox while I fuck you. I want to see those shoes bouncing on your feet while I pound that tight little pussy of yours."
Bella hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never done anything like this before, never even imagined it. But there was something about the way Mr. Burton was looking at her, the hunger in his eyes, the desire that was written all over his face. She wanted him. She wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything in her life.
She reached down and grabbed the Nike Shox, her fingers curling around the thick sole.
She lifted her feet, her knees bent at a right angle, and placed the shoes on the mat beside her.
Mr. Burton looked up at her, his eyes dark and hungry. "That's it, Bella," he growled. "Keep those shoes on your feet while I fuck you." He stood up, his hands moving to his belt. He unbuckled it, then unzipped his pants, pushing them down along with his boxers.
Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she saw his cock spring free. It was long and thick, the head already glistening with pre-cum.
Bella's eyes widened as she took in the sight of it, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird. She had never seen a cock like that before, never even imagined that a man could be so well-endowed.
Mr. Burton chuckled, a low, dirty sound that sent shivers down her spine. "You like what you see, Bella?" he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You like looking at my big, fat cock?" He grabbed his shaft with one hand, stroking it slowly as he looked down at her.
Bella nodded, her mouth suddenly dry. She couldn't speak, couldn't form words.
All she could do was stare at his cock, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. He stepped closer, his hand still stroking his shaft slowly. He reached out with his free hand, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast, then moving down to her stomach.
"Look at me, Bella," he growled, his voice low and commanding. She tore her gaze away from his cock and looked up at him, her eyes wide and filled with fear and excitement. "I'm going to fuck you now," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to take your virginity and make you a real woman." Mr. Burton's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto hers as he positioned himself between her legs. Bella could feel the heat radiating off him, his cock throbbing against her thigh. She took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest like a trapped bird. She knew this was wrong, knew that she should stop him, but she couldn't. She wanted him too much.
"Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Please be gentle." "I won't be gentle, Bella," he growled. "I'm going to fuck you hard and rough.
I'm going to make you scream and beg for more." Mr. Burton's voice was a low, guttural growl as he grabbed his cock and positioned it at the entrance of Bella's pussy. She could feel the thick head pressing against her, stretching her tight walls. She gasped, her hands gripping the Nike Shox even tighter.
"Please," she whimpered, her voice shaking. "Please don't hurt me." "I'm not going to hurt you, Bella," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
"I'm just going to fuck you so hard, you'll never forget it." He pushed forward, his cock stretching her tight pussy inch by inch. Bella gasped, her back arching off the mat as she felt him fill her completely. She could feel every inch of him, the thickness of his shaft, the heat of his skin against hers. It was overwhelming, almost too much to bear.
"Fuck," she whimpered, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox. "You're so big." "You're so tight, Bella," he growled.
"Fuck, you feel amazing." He began to move, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease. Bella gasped, her body tensing as she felt him stretch her walls, filling her completely. She could feel every ridge, every vein of his cock as it moved in and out of her, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
"Oh god," she whimpered, her hands still gripping the Nike Shox. "Oh god, Mr. Burton. It's... it's too much." "It's not too much, Bella," he growled. "It's just right.
It's just fucking perfect," Mr. Burton growled, his voice thick with desire as he continued to thrust into Bella's tight pussy. She could feel the sweat beading on his brow, the muscles in his arms tensing as he held himself up above her. I can feel every inch of you." He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss. Bella moaned into his mouth, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as he continued to pound into her.
She could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy growing wetter and wetter with each thrust. She could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching as she neared the edge.
"Fuck, Bella," Mr. Burton growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're so fucking close, aren't you? You're going to come all over my big cock, aren't you?"
"Yes," Bella whimpered, her voice shaking. "Yes, I'm going to come. I'm going to come so hard."
"That's it, baby," he growled. "Come for me.
Come all over my big cock, Bella," Mr. Burton growled, his voice thick with desire as he continued to pound into her tight pussy. He could feel her body tensing beneath him, her muscles clenching around his shaft as she neared the edge.
"Oh god," she whimpered, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox. I'm going to come. Let me feel that sweet little pussy of yours come all over my cock."
Bella's body tensed as she felt the orgasm building inside her.
Her fingers dug into the thick sole of the Nike Shox, her knuckles turning white as she held on for dear life. "Fuck, Mr. Burton," she moaned, her voice shaking. "I'm coming. I'm coming so fucking hard." "That's it, baby," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Come all over my big cock. Let me feel that tight little pussy of yours milking me for all I'm worth." He thrust into her harder, his hips slapping against hers as he fucked her with all his might. Bella could feel every inch of him, the thickness of his shaft, the heat of his skin against hers.
He was fucking her hard, his hips slapping against hers, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease. "You're coming so fucking hard, baby. I can feel it. Your pussy is milking my cock, squeezing it so fucking tight."
Bella moaned, her body convulsing as the orgasm washed over her. She could feel her pussy pulsing, her walls clenching around his shaft as she came harder than she ever had before.
Mr. Burton groaned, his body tensing as he felt her orgasm. "Fuck, Bella," he growled. He continued to thrust into her, his hips slapping against hers as he fucked her through her orgasm.
"Oh god," Bella moaned, her body shaking as the waves of pleasure washed over her. It's too much. It's too fucking much." "It's not too much, baby," he growled "It's just your first ever orgasm and I'm happy to be the one that gave it to you." He leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as he continued to thrust into her. Bella moaned into his mouth, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm.
Mr. Burton pulled back slightly, his eyes locked onto hers as he began to move again. "You're so fucking beautiful when you come," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to feel you come again." He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against hers as he fucked her harder and faster.
Bella gasped, her body still sensitive from her first orgasm.
Mr. Burton's cock was still inside her, stretching her tight walls as he continued to thrust into her with a renewed vigor. I can't wait to fill that sweet little pussy of yours with my cum." He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss as he continued to pound into her.
Bella moaned into his mouth, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
She could feel his sweat dripping onto her skin, his body tense and ready as he continued to fuck her with all his might. "You feel so fucking good. I can't hold back much longer." "Don't hold back," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I want to feel you come inside me." Mr. Burton groaned, his body tensing as he felt her words. "You're going to make me come so fucking hard." He thrust into her harder, his hips slapping against hers as he fucked her with all his strength.
Bella moaned into his mouth, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his sweat dripping onto her skin, his body tense and ready as he continued to fuck her with all his might.
"Oh god," she whimpered, her voice shaking. "You're so big. It's so much."
"Shut up and take it," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
"Take my big cock like a good girl." He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her with all his might. Bella gasped, her body jolting with each thrust, her tits bouncing with the impact.
"Fuck, Mr. Burton," she whimpered, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox.
"Oh god, you're so deep."
"Deep enough to hit your cervix," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Deep enough to make you feel every inch of my cock."
Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she felt him hit that spot deep inside her. She could feel the pressure building, her body tensing as he continued to pound into her.
"Oh god," she moaned, her voice shaking. "I can't... I can't take it."
"You can take it," he growled, his voice low and commanding.
"You can take every fucking inch of my cock." Bella moaned into his mouth, her body tensing as she felt the pressure building inside her.
"Fuck, Mr. Burton," she whimpered, her voice shaking. "I'm going to come again." "That's right, baby," he growled. Let me feel that tight little pussy of yours squeeze me." He reached down between their bodies, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in tight circles.
Bella gasped, her body convulsing as the orgasm washed over her.
Mr. Burton's fingers continued to rub her clit, drawing out her pleasure as he fucked her with long, deep strokes. Let me feel that sweet little pussy of yours milking me for all I'm worth." Bella moaned, her body shaking as the waves of pleasure washed over her.
Bella gasped, her body still trembling from her orgasm as she felt the cool air of the storage room on her bare feet. She watched as Mr. Burton moved her foot in front of his face, his eyes locked onto hers as he positioned himself between her legs again.
"Spread your legs wider for me, Bella," he commanded, his voice low and commanding. Bella hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest as she felt the weight of his gaze on her.
She knew what he wanted, what he was asking of her. And despite the fear and uncertainty that was coursing through her veins, she found herself wanting it too. She wanted to give him what he wanted, to see that look of hunger and desire in his eyes.
Slowly, she spread her legs wider, her knees falling open as she exposed herself to him completely. Mr. Burton's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her, his gaze roaming over her naked flesh like a physical touch.
He leaned down, his hands gripping her thighs as he pulled her closer to him. Bella gasped, her hands reaching out to grab onto his shoulders for support. "You're so fucking beautiful." Bella moaned into his mouth, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she felt his tongue exploring hers.
Mr. Burton's hands moved up to her breasts, his fingers tracing the curve of them before pinching her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Bella gasped, her back arching off the mat as she felt the sharp pain mixed with pleasure.
"Now let me have a taste of those sexy little sneakers you're wearing!" Mr. Burton growled, his voice thick with desire as he pulled back slightly, his cock still buried deep inside Bella's pussy. He reached down and grabbed the Nike Shox, his fingers tracing the thick sole, stroking the shoes on her feet like a precious treasure. "These shoes are fucking incredible," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. "I've never seen anything like them." He looked up at Bella, his eyes dark and hungry. "I want you to push the soles into my face, while I fuck you."
Bella's heart pounded in her chest as she looked down at him, her breath hitching in her throat.
"Please," she whispered, her voice shaking.
"Please don't make me do that." "You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do. You're going to push those sexy little soles into my face while I fuck you hard and rough." Mr. Burton's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto hers as he waited for her response. Bella hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest as she considered his demand. But there was something about the way he was looking at her, the hunger and desire in his eyes, that made her want to please him. She wanted to give him what he wanted, to see that look of satisfaction on his face.
"Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'll do it." Mr. Burton's face split into a wide grin, his eyes shining with excitement.
"That's my good girl," he growled, his voice thick with desire. He released her breasts and grabbed her hips, lifting her slightly as he positioned himself between her legs. Bella could feel the head of his cock pressing against her entrance, ready to slide back inside her.
"Now, push those soles into my face, Bella," he commanded, his voice low and dominant. "I want to feel them against my skin while I fuck you."
Bella took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest as she reached down and grabbed the thick soles of the Nike Shox. She could feel the rough texture of the rubber against her fingers, the weight of the shoes in her hands.
She hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest, before slowly bringing them up to Mr. Burton's face.
He closed his eyes, a look of pure ecstasy spreading across his face as the soles of the Nike Shox pressed against his skin. He moaned, his hips bucking forward, his cock sliding deep inside her.
"Fuck, Bella," he growled, his voice muffled by the shoes. "That feels so fucking good."
Bella gasped, her body jolting as he began to move inside her, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease.
The soles of the Nike Shox pressed against his face, the rough texture of the rubber a stark contrast to the softness of his skin.
"Oh god," she whimpered, her hands still clutching the shoes as she felt him move inside her. "You're so tight.
He began to move faster, his hips thrusting forward with more force, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy with ease.
"Take it, Bella," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "Take every fucking inch of my cock like a good girl."
Bella moaned, her body jolting with each thrust, her tits bouncing with the impact. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her body tensing as he continued to pound into her.
The soles of the Nike Shox were still pressed against his face, his moans muffled as he fucked her with all his might.
"Come inside me," she whimpered, her voice shaking. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he began to pound into her with even more force.
Bella moaned, her body tensing as she felt him hit that spot deep inside her again and again.
The soles of the Nike Shox were still pressed against his face, his moans of pleasure vibrating against her skin.
"Yes," she whimpered, her voice shaking. I'm going to come so fucking hard." Mr. Burton's voice was a low growl, his eyes locked onto Bella's as he continued to pound into her tight pussy. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her body tensing as he continued to fuck her with all his might.
"Oh god," she whimpered, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she felt the orgasm building inside her. "That's right, baby," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
"Fuck, Mr. Burton," she moaned, her body shaking as the waves of pleasure washed over her. "I'm coming so hard." "Fuck, Bella, you're squeezing my cock so fucking tight." He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a fierce kiss as he continued to pound into her, his hips slapping against hers with each thrust.
Bella could feel the heat building between her legs, her pussy growing wetter and wetter with each thrust.
The soles of the Nike Shox pressed against Mr. Burton's face, his moans of pleasure vibrating against her skin. She could feel his breath coming in short gasps, his body tense and ready as he continued to pound into her.
Bella moaned in response, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she felt the orgasm building inside her.
"Come for me, baby," he commanded, his voice low and dominant. "Come all over my big cock." Mr. Burton growled, his voice thick with desire as he continued to pound into Bella's tight pussy. "I'm going to come so fucking hard."
Bella felt her pussy starting to get sore. She wasn't used to this kind of hard treatment, since she had only been touching herself a few times but never inserted something into her virgin pussy. Mr. Burton saw the look on her face and enjoyed seeing her struggling with the size of his cock now. But instead of slowing his thrusts, he got turned on even more by the thought of taking her tiny little teenage pussy to the limit. He wanted to make her scream and beg for mercy, but he also wanted to make sure she felt every inch of him. "Your pussy is so tight. I can feel every inch of my cock inside you."
Bella whimpered, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she felt him move inside her. She could feel the sweat beading on his brow, his muscles tensing as he held himself up above her. "It's too much.
I can't take it," Bella whimpered, her voice shaking as she felt Mr. Burton's cock stretch her pussy to its limits.
"Shut up and take it like a good little slut," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you're going to feel me for days."
Bella gasped, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she felt him move inside her. The soles of the shoes pressed against his face, his moans of pleasure vibrating against her soles.
"But, you can't go on much longer." Bella whimpered "What if some of my classmates come looking for me?" Mr. Burton smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "Then we'll just have to be quick about it," he said, his voice low and commanding. He grabbed her hips, pulling her closer to him as he began to move inside her again. Bella gasped, her body jolting as she felt him fill her completely once more.
The soles of the Nike Shox pressed against his face, he was in absolute ecstasy. With his big strong hands he was holding the shoes in place. Bella felt like a fuckdoll, being unable to escape from this demanding cock deep inside her. He kept sliding his tongue over every inch of her soles over and over. He pressed his nose against the cute little white Shox on her feet and inhaled deeply. "Oh my fucking god, I love this smell ! You're such a horny little fuckslut, wearing your friends sexy little Shox just to make me horny. Don't tell me you didn't intend to do so ! Before today I was dreaming about fucking Sarah in those delicious babies, but now it's you, Bella. From now on, you'll have to borrow those shoes every time you're coming to my class and I'll make sure your tight little pussy get's used to getting used by me!" Bella wasn't sure how to react to this. She thought this was a one time thing and didn't want to have sex with him again. He was old and not very handsome and his huge cock was painfully stretching her inner parts. She felt her heart pounding in her chest like crazy as she thought about not being done with this sex-thing after today.
"Please Mr. Burton, can we stop? I don't want this anymore and you're hurting me." She begged while breathing heavily from his ongoing thrusts. "Please, Mr. Burton, I can't take it anymore. You're too big, too rough." "You can take it, Bella," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're going to take every fucking inch of my cock like a good little slut." He grabbed her ankles, pushing her legs back and exposing her completely to him. Bella gasped, her hands still clutching the Nike Shox as she felt him change the angle of his thrusts, hitting a spot deep inside her that made her see stars. "Oh fuck," she moaned, her body tensing as he began to pound into her with renewed vigor.
"Owww, it's too rough, please be more gentle, my pussy is starting to feel really sore !" Bella begged him. "Please, Mr. Burton, I can't take it anymore.
Mr. Burton's mind began to race with fantasies of fucking Bella every day. He imagined her bending over in front of him, her tight little ass in the air, wearing nothing but those sexy little sneakers. He could see himself grabbing her hips, pulling her back onto his cock as he pounded into her from behind.
He could see himself bending her over a desk in his classroom, her ass red and sore from his spanking. He could see himself fucking her in the locker room after school, her body pressed against the lockers as he took her from behind. He could see himself fucking her in the shower, her body slick with soap and water as he slid into her from behind.
"From now on," he growled, his voice low and commanding. "You're mine. You can't escape me. I'll use you whenever I want." Bella's breath hitched in her throat as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with shock and fear. "But... but what about Luke?" she stammered, her voice shaking. "What about my boyfriend?" Mr. Burton smirked, his eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "Luke is nothing to me," he said, his voice low and dismissive.