Page 17 of The Billionaire's Classmate

Sam looked down at Aisha, with a humorless smile on his face. Then, he put his right hand on her left shoulder first and ran his fingers all the way up, to her neck.

“Well, at least I know what I want. I asked you the other day… I never got a reply.” Sam paused for a few seconds, caressing the soft skin on her shoulder. His husky voice filled her ears, sending her pulse rising again.

“What do you want, Aisha? Do you want a job? A boyfriend? Someone you can trust?” At that point, Sam took his hand off, looked right into her eyes, raised both his arms eight inches over her head and put them parallel to each other.

“I ...I should probably…” She murmured, averting her gaze from him. Then, Sam leaned towards her, stopping half an inch before her face.

“What…?” He whispered.

“How can I say ‘no’ to those beautiful eyes…?”

Time stood still. Sam put his right index finger under her chin and pushed it slightly up. A second later, he took Aisha’s face in her palms and pulled her closer to him.

“God, his skin is so soft…”

Aisha had no time to finish her thought. Sam’s full lips were quickly onto hers, kissing her as gently as she had never been kissed before. Aisha put her arms around him and interlocked her fingers on his massive back, five inches below his neck. It took less than a minute for their kiss to become more passionate, more demanding. Sam’s hands began to travel down her midsection. Aisha raised her left leg, bent her knee and rubbed it against his right hip. His manhood was going bigger and harder inside his shorts. Sam ended their kiss, eagerly seeking her neck. He laid a few soft kisses on it, while his hands got busy with her gorgeous C cups. By taking them in his palms, he never stopped kissing her black, silky skin.

“Damn, this feels so good. I wonder what else he can do with those big, strong hands…”

Aisha leaned against the wall and looked up at the ceiling, right before she felt his hands on her waist, pulling her shirt up. Sam wanted to show his appreciation to her luscious tits. Aisha raised her arms and helped him remove her shirt, exposing her purple, lace bra. He did not stop there, though.

He quickly unzipped the only button on her denim skirt and pulled the zipper down. Aisha’s skirt landed hard on the floor. There she was, in nothing more than her purple lingerie, at his mercy. Sam took a step back and gazed at the ebony beauty that stood in front of him.

“I just love your body. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time…” He muttered under his breath. But, it was Aisha’s turn to show him just how much she loved his beautiful physique. Sam tried to resume his kissing. Yet, she pushed him back gently, leaned forward and whispered in his left ear.

“It’s my turn now…”

Then, she kissed him on the jaw and his bruised chin, stroking his chest with her left hand and grabbing his left shoulder with her right. It was really big. In fact, it was so huge that it did not fit in her palm.

“I’m getting so wet… God, I’m so horny I could fuck him for hours…”

Aisha licked his chest from top to bottom, slowly, sensually, just the way she wanted. Enjoying every moment of it, Sam pushed her head with his left hand against his midsection. Then, he pushed her down, towards his cock. Aisha placed both her hands on his hips and pushed it down. To her amazement, he had no underwear on. Nevertheless, Sam was hiding a much better and bigger surprise for her in his pants.

“Mr. CEO, you are full of surprises…” She murmured and wrapped her luscious lips around the head, grabbing him by the hips. She flicked her tongue on the tiny hole, while her right hand stroked his large balls from side to side. Sam’s breathing got heavier by the second. He looked down at her and watched his massive cock getting lost inside her sexy mouth and her big, round ass jiggle up and down.

“Yeah, that’s it…” He sighed.

The beautiful barmaid loved his size, but she was so turned on that she put her left hand in her purple thong and began to rub her clit vigorously. Aisha had shaved her pussy completely that morning. Soon enough, low moans filled the large hall. Aisha was taking more and more of Sam’s cock in her mouth, jerking it with her right hand down to the shaft. The handsome, rich man was now pushing his cock inside Aisha’s warm mouth. All he could hear was her muffled moans and her quickening pace was driving him crazy with lust. As much as he loved her oral skills though, he wanted to return the favor. So, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, put his hands on her armpits and lifted high in the air.

“Ooh, you’re so strong. Take me to bed or lose me forever, rich boy…” Aisha’s sexy voice added to his excitement. She locked her long legs behind his back, as he turned left, towards one of four rooms to the right. His hands were all over her back. Realizing she still had her sneakers on, Sam undid the laces with his right hand on both her shoes, until her feet were finally free of them. Then, with the ebony beauty in his arms, leaning towards him, he made his way to the bedroom, while he kissed the soft flesh of her boobs.

Sam stopped at the last door. He was not done with her delicious boobs. He eased her down and pinned her against the wall. Right after that, he took her left nipple in his mouth, while he turned the doorknob to the left with his left hand.

“Yeah, right there…” Aisha moaned, leaning against the wall, pressing her crotch against his midsection. Meanwhile, Sam had slipped his right hand in her panties, rubbing her already swollen clit. He stopped for a second. His index finger traveled two inches down, towards her labia. It was soaking wet. In fact, Aisha was so wet that juices had started flowing down her thighs.

“Naughty girl…” Sam mumbled, squeezing her right boob with his left hand, pinching her nipple with his thumb and index finger. Aisha’s moans were getting louder by the second.

Sam had special plans for her pussy. He picked her up again and pushed the door open. A small, blue light on the upper right side of the wall was on. Their lips locked once more, this time in a fierce kiss. Sam put Aisha down on an oval-shaped bed, with blue, satin sheets. She opened her legs wide, eagerly anticipating his next move.

“No. I want to see your ass…” He said to her in a firm tone. Aisha happily complied. She got up, turned around and bent over. Then, she gave him a lustful look over her right shoulder, licking her upper lip from right to left. She wondered what he had in mind. Two seconds later, she had her answer.

Sam’s lips landed on her entrance at first, licking her love hole, while his hands got busy with the firm flesh of her round ass. He squeezed it and pressed her butt cheeks together. His dexterous tongue traveled down, towards her clit. Sam took it between his lips and bit it gently for a few seconds, and then he sucked it like he was sucking the juice out of a half-peeled orange. Meanwhile, Aisha was fondling her boobs, lost in the moment.

“That’s it baby, lick my pussy, yeah…” What Sam did next gave Aisha even more pleasure than she expected. She sensed his tongue on her entrance once more, but this time, the tip of his tongue sensually penetrated her, sending Aisha one step closer to heaven. Sam grabbed her by the hips and pushed his tongue further and further, until her pussy totally engulfed it.

“You’re crazy, Sam. You’re crazy… I’m cumming… Don’t stop, please, don’t stop…” She kept urging him, with her eyes closed, banging her right hand on the bed. Aisha’s orgasm was close and Sam knew it. He quickened his pace and kept squeezing her butt cheeks, digging his nails inside. She even backed down on him, in a desperate attempt to control the pace. Finally, a loud moan escaped her, just before she climaxed, rubbing pussy juices all over his face.

“No guy’s ever made me cum with his tongue… “