It's Thursday and time for some awesome writers to give a short taster of their amazing work. It can be a WIP or completed work. So please show some love and leave a comment on their work. It helps and encourages each writer. This week my excerpt is from the WIP called Extra Lessons. Enjoy
Kyla, a university student who has just seen her room mate off on a train goes into town. When the rain starts she goes into a cafe, and buys coffee and some chocolate. She sits with some other students, not realizing that one of them, Ricky, fancies her with a passion.
Ricky had never been this close to her before. Sure, he’d sat near Kyla in study class, all those times when he had a book strategically placed on his lap in order to hide a raging hard on, just like he had now.
Ricky’s finger brushed Kyla’s cheek as his mind wandered back to the times when he dreamed of being with her. He thought how when he was alone in his room, he would let his feelings out, with stretched sculpted body out naked on the sheet, while he slowly stroked his rigid cock.
Suddenly he realized Kyla was looking at him in a strange fashion. She spoke to him but he did not comprehend at first.
“Hey there dreamer …” she finally got through. “Put your hand down.”
Ricky laughed as he put his hand down. “Sorry, I was lost in a world of my own.”
“You sure were.” Kyla picked up her cup again and drank the remaining coffee. She suddenly noticed Ricky’s friends had gone. “Your friends never said goodbye.”
“Ha, they can be like that sometimes. I will catch up with them another time. I’m keeping you company for now.” At least that was what Ricky was kidding himself.
Kyla idly picked up the chocolate as she watched pearls of rain trickle down the windowpanes. Suddenly, she felt a flutter in her stomach. Standing outside, sheltering under the canopy was Professor Cordon. Kyla had missed seeing him on campus and attending his study groups. Her mind went back to an afternoon in April, when she had stayed behind after class for the unexpected lesson.
He paused now, outside, obviously waiting for the rain to pass and Kyla’s gaze never left him. Her eyes glazed over as she watched, going into a dream. She never put the chocolate down but continued to suck. Her fingers went around it just as she had held his hardness. The bar went in and out of her mouth slowly, as though she was giving the Professor a blow job, feeling the hard fleshy ridges of his cock, rubbing against the inner walls of her mouth. All traces of the lipstick had disappeared as melted chocolate dribbled over her bottom lip and down her chin.