Yearning to Be Loved Ch. 03

"How about your parents?" He asked her.

Cassie brightened up, she had to admit her life was a bit easier than John's.

"Growing up with two sisters is hard, especially when you're the eldest and you're expected to look after your siblings. Aisha is the middle child, and Denise is the youngest of us all. My dad Francis looked after us well, and mother Tracy was a good mother. We lived on the East side of Chicago, in the tower-blocks there. But two years after I was born, and my father working his ass off for years before I was born we had enough money to buy a small house in the nicer area of the city. My younger sisters were soon born, and we were given a good life. My father has always been a hard worker, he worked his whole life at the car factories and became a staff manager, it was good enough money for our upbringing and we lived a good life. My mother always told me she didn't trust Marcus, I never listened to her. I wish I had, she, my father and my sisters never trusted him from the get-go. I think they'd like you, John."

John smiled.

"I'd love to meet your family, Cass."

She smiled, and as she did the waiter came over with their plates of food and placed them in front of them. John noticed the waiter take a peek at Cassie's chest again, before leaving.

John got his Lasagne, and Cassie got her Linguine. They sat and slowly ate, as they spoke more about their lives, prior to meeting one another.

Cassie spoke about how her sisters always liked Scottish accents, especially after watching movies with James McAvoy or Gerard Butler in them.

"They won't be able to keep their hands off you, I hope you don't mind if they pester you with irrelevant questions when they meet you."

John told her he didn't mind that, and soon enough they were on their second bottle of red wine, and their meals were almost finished.

Cassie was smiling as John told her about his childhood, and growing up. Eventually the wine was finished, and Cassie felt tipsy.

"I better go freshen up." Cassie said smiling, as she got out of her seat and made her way to the female bathrooms.

John smiled, as he waited for her to come back.

Inside the toilets, Cassie went to the sink first to inspect her hair and make-up. As she did, she thought she heard one of the stall doors open, but put it to the back of her mind as she turned back to the mirror above the sink.

Cassie thought about John's reaction in seeing her outfit, and smiled thinking about what was in store for her tonight at home with him.

She thought of how short her skirt was, her thick womanly thighs and ass hanging out and smiled knowing John was probably stroking his cock under the table thinking about her.

Cassie then spotted a metal pipe connected to the counter where the sink was, a bit thicker than John's cock but adequate in shape for his cock. She looked around and looked to see if anyone was in the bathroom. She checked the cubicles first, and when they were empty she returned to the pipe.

Turning her back to the counter and the pipe, she hoisted up what little of her skirt was hiding her big ass and pressed against the pipe, until it slipped in and parted her buttocks.

The feeling of the cold, metal pipe reminded her of John's cock pressed up against her that first night together. She ground up against it, feeling it's length up and down her ass crack, and she purred as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm building.

Throwing caution to the wind, seeing as she was alone in the girl's toilets she rolled down her tights until her bare buttocks and skin touched the metal pipe making her gasp at the cold feeling.

After a few moments, she turned away from the pipe to face it and leaned down to wrap her lips around the body of the pipe, as if she was sucking on the under-side of John's cock.

"Oh, John."

Gasping loudly, as she gyrated her hips and pushed out her big ass into the air she was loving the feeling of the cold, metal pipe.

Suddenly, she heard the outer door of the bathroom open and quickly turned to pull her tights up, and turn to the mirror as a young red-head girl entered.

She smiled widely at the girl, who wasn't paying any attention as she entered one of the cubicles. Cassie quickly left the bathroom and returned to the table where John sat.

She needed John, and needed her man right then.

"Let's pay the bill, and go home babe."

Cassie said gently taking his hand as he stood from the table.

After the bill was paid, and they were passing through a few side streets near the town square, Cassie pulled John into an alleyway.

"John, I need you."

Staring into his eyes in the dark alleyway, she leaned in and kissed him passionately. Cassie pushed John up against the wall, and felt his hands slide under her short skirt and hold her by the hips.

"Take me, right here."

John was glaring at her, but she saw it was sexual arousal and saw the tent he was pitching in his trousers.

"Turn around, assume the position and lean against the wall. Legs wide open."

She knew what he wanted, and gently turned around with her back to him as she leaned forwards with her hands on the wall, and slowly spread her nylon-clad legs for him. The light of the nearby alleyway lights shone, making the tights bright and shiny.

"Sir, I've been a good girl this semester. I did all my work for you, and I've behaved myself in class."

As she spoke in her new role as a wayward school-girl, she slowly gyrated her hips in a circle showing her skirt and ass to John. John took hold of her hair into a handful, and pulled on it but not too violently.

"Been a good girl? You wear this short skirt to school, if it can even be called a skirt and show off that arse of yours, and you think you're a good girl. I need to administer some punishment for this rule-breaking."

His hand lifted her skirt up exposing her entire ass, now encased in nylon.

"Sir, please. I am not that type of girl, I do not do those things."

"Oh I think you do."

John flipped her skirt up over her lower back, where it stayed and now her ass was freely exposed.

"I think you love cock."

Cassie was breathing hard, as John squeezed, rubbed and groped her ass.

"No-no-no."

"Oh I have been watching you Cass, short skirts around the school, showing that big arse of yours to me when you know I want you. This is what you've needed, and I am giving it to you."

He abruptly yanked down her black tights, over her big bottom and down around her inner tights exposing her bare cheeks and the panties she wore.

"Sir, you're married!"

John played along, and laughed.

"It's always been you Cass, since I saw you the first time in my classroom."

"I had only turned eighteen when you first met me."

Pulled hard again on her hair, she gasped.

"Yeah, and ever since that day you have teased me and made me want you even more."

Pressed up against the wall, Cassie heard the clinking of a belt and knew John was undoing his jeans to take his cock out.

She was shaking, and breathing hard as she waited to feel his thick cock-head press against her slit from behind.

"Sir, I would never tease you. I know how men can be if they are teased too much, by a woman."

John pulled aside her panties sharply, to see her glistening, wet cunt waiting for him. He pressed his bulbous head to her slit, and rammed forwards making Cassie gasp and grunt loudly in surprise.

"Sir! Please, I'm a good girl. Take it out, my mother would be ashamed of me."

John moved in close, so they bodies were pressed together and he whispered into her ear.

"She may be ashamed, but I am so very proud of you. You have the tightest, wettest pussy I have ever been inside."

Thrust, in and out he went as her tits swung from the movements but never escaped her bra. Her bare ass-cheeks smacked, and clapped against John's hard, muscular thighs.

"Sir, you're so thick."

"It is for you, Cass. From now on, I own you. You will blow me, bend over and let me fuck you any time in class or after school. Do you hear me?"

Cassie moaned, but put on a mock gasp and cry.

"If I must, then I will, Sir. Just please don't tell my family."

John grinned.

"Ah don't worry, you and me we'll be starting out own family together soon enough."

Cassie gasped in shock.

"No, Sir! I am too young to have a child."

"Correction, your body is just right to begin giving us kids. You being so young, is what gets my cock so hard, Cass."

With the role-playing dying down, they fucked in that alleyway with moans, grunts and groans. Cassie didn't have to attend to her own pleasure, as John fucked her pussy hard he was also rubbing her clitoris with his hand to urge on her own orgasm.

"Oh, I am cumming John. Cum with me."

"Oh I intend to."

John gasped, and soon she felt the bulbing, warm sensation of his cock exploding inside her. His frothy seed, washed down into her belly and womb, as she gasped and came herself in time with him, and squirted her hot juices over his cock, and pelvis.

"Oh god."

Slowly they bodies slowed, as they both came down from their sexual-peaks and took the time to gain their breath back.

Slowly John slid out from Cassie's womanhood, and began to pull his jeans back up and did his belt up.

"Jesus, we're lucky the Sheriff's Department didn't catch us then."

John laughed at Cassie's statement, before pulling her close, and they began to walk home together talking over things.

"So what would your parents thing of me, being British?" John asked Cassie.

Cassie smiled, and played with my fingers in her hand.

"It'll be unique for them, but if they see how you really are then they'll see you are a far better man than Marcus was when they first met him. They'll see what I see in you, and I know my mom and dad well and they'll accept you, John."

John smiled, and they made their way home together, and even planned on a meal at Cassie's parents house in the coming days with her sisters. That was of course after they had more passionate love-making tonight, at home.

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