Spoiled Girl's Private Lesson

The moment I locked the restaurant door behind the last customer, I felt her eyes burning into me from across the dimly lit dining room. Lila was my most frustrating yoga student—rich, entitled, and always demanding extra attention in my evening classes—but tonight she'd shown up after hours in a tiny black dress that hugged every spoiled curve of her body, her full tits nearly spilling out as she leaned against the bar. "I booked the whole place, didn't I?" she purred, twirling a credit card between manicured fingers. "So lock it. I want that private lesson you keep promising, right here."

I swallowed hard, my cock already twitching against my slacks. As the yoga instructor who moonlighted waiting tables, I'd bent over backward for her complaints and last-minute demands for weeks. Now the restaurant was empty, chairs stacked, only the low hum of the fridge breaking the silence. She sauntered closer, hips swaying, smelling like expensive perfume and pure trouble.

"You've been such a tease in class," Lila whispered, stopping inches from me. Her breath was warm against my neck. "All those downward dogs where I could see your bulge. I know you want this spoiled pussy."

"Fuck, Lila," I muttered, my hands finally grabbing her waist. "You're impossible."

She laughed, low and throaty, pressing her body against mine. "That's why you like me. Now shut up and fuck me like I deserve."

I didn't waste time. My mouth crashed into hers, tongues sliding hot and wet as I backed her against the polished bar. Her hands yanked at my shirt buttons while I hiked that ridiculous dress up, finding she wore nothing underneath—just smooth, shaved skin already glistening. My fingers slid between her thighs, rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles. She gasped into my mouth, legs spreading wider.

"Oh god, yes... right there," she moaned, grinding against my hand. "I've been wet for you since sun salutations. Don't you dare be gentle."

I dropped to my knees on the cool tile floor, shoving her dress higher. Her juicy ass perched on the bar edge as I buried my face in her pussy, licking long stripes up her slit before sucking her clit between my lips. She tasted sweet and musky, her juices coating my tongue. Lila's fingers tangled in my hair, pulling hard.

"Shit, that tongue... eat my spoiled cunt like you mean it," she demanded, voice cracking. Her hips bucked, smearing her wetness across my chin. I thrust two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them against that spot that made her thighs tremble. She came fast, crying out, pussy clenching around my digits as fresh slick dripped down my wrist.

I stood, cock throbbing painfully now. "Turn around. Ass up."

Lila obeyed with a wicked grin, bending over the bar, her firm round ass presented like a gift. I freed my thick cock, stroking it once before slapping the head against her dripping entrance. "Beg for it, spoiled girl."

"Please... fuck me deep. I need that big cock stretching me," she whined, pushing back. I gripped her hips and slammed in, burying every inch in one thrust. Her walls gripped me like velvet fire, so wet the sounds were obscene—wet slaps echoing through the empty restaurant.

"Fuuuck, you're huge," she gasped, nails scraping the wood. I pounded her hard, watching her ass ripple with each impact. One hand reached around to rub her clit again, making her shake. We moved like that for minutes, her moans growing louder, until I pulled out and spun her to face me.

"On the table," I ordered, voice rough. She hopped up, spreading her legs wide on the crisp white tablecloth. I climbed between them, sliding back into her pussy in one smooth stroke. This time I went slower, savoring how her tits bounced free from her dress as I thrust. I leaned down, sucking one hard nipple into my mouth while my cock dragged along her inner walls.

Lila wrapped her legs around my waist, heels digging into my back. "Harder... make me cum again. I always get what I want." Her words dissolved into whimpers as I sped up, the table creaking beneath us. I felt her pussy flutter, then clamp down as another orgasm ripped through her, juices squirting lightly against my pelvis.

The sight pushed me over. I pulled out at the last second, stroking my slick cock furiously. "Open your mouth."

She did, tongue out, eyes locked on mine with that bratty, satisfied look. Thick ropes of cum painted her lips and tongue, some landing on her heaving tits. Lila swallowed what she could, then licked the rest with a soft, filthy moan.

We stayed there panting, her fingers lazily tracing patterns in the mess on her skin. "Same time next week?" she asked, voice husky. "I'll wear even less."

I chuckled, helping her down. "Only if you behave in class."

She smirked, pulling her dress back into place. "Where's the fun in that?"

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