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Kyle

If someone told me a while ago that one day I would fall in love with someone like Celine, I wouldn't believe it, I would think it was all crazy, because I would never be able to accept that a woman had so much power over me, to the point of touching with all my balance.

My vacation was the most intense of my entire life, and Celine always appeared to be fucked violently by me, and her fire consumed me completely, with each touch, with each kiss, with each moan, it was as if the my love and my desire for her only increased, and I didn't even remember that the real world existed, and that soon it would put an end to all that intense and carefree romance, giving way to jealousy, arguments and her lack of submission.

How could someone enjoy being submissive in sex, and forget about it in front of people? Going back to being the same old Celine, a demon in human form, obstinately driving me crazy.

As soon as I set foot in the university, I saw her in front of me, walking with an absurdly sexy and sensual skirt, I looked to the sides and saw the number of guys who were drooling over her, it was clear that that detail had gone unnoticed by her, which was good, because it reassured me that she only had eyes for me, even though I hated seeing other men lust after her.

My first reaction was to pick up the phone and call her.

My jealousy needed to be controlled, no one there could know that I was in a serious relationship with a student, that would call into question my teaching and the influence I would have on her grades, and we had talked about that many times, trying to trim the edges so that nothing goes wrong.

As soon as she realized that I was behind her, she turned to look at me, but soon a crowd of girls, missing me, rushed towards me and took all the focus away from that indirect moment between me and Celine.

I tried to keep our agreement in the face of questions about whether or not I had a girlfriend, although I knew that question had been raised in a mean way by Monique, as a way of punishing me for the dump I gave her.

The truth was that I couldn't in any way imply that the girlfriend in question was Celine, Monique would make our lives hell, and our relationship could just go down the drain, after all I could expect everything from a crazy woman like to Monique.

Celine's gaze, seeing all those girls around me, already made it clear how furious she was, and although I spent a few minutes with an internal despair about the consequences of that, I tried to convince myself that it was high time for her. trust me, after all during my vacation all i did was try to prove to her how committed i was to making our relationship work, and even though i really like pussy, her pussy was the only one i wanted eat.

When I went to the classroom, the first thing I paid attention to was Celine sitting at the back of the classroom, and not at the front as usual, then an anger took over me, because that was a clear emotional blackmail, an attempt to imposing her wishes on me, such as not allowing my students to approach me.

As I stared at her, the students clapped for my return to class, and that old smirk was exposed on Celine's face, reminding me of when we first met.

Almost all of Celine's attitudes were acceptable to me, except that ridiculous mania of wanting to belittle the man I was in front of my students, that was an extreme lack of respect for everything I built to have their admiration.

And of course once again I didn't let that go, and again a mouth was started.

My intention was to make Celine realize that there at the university I was the professor, and that she owed me respect, but she continued on top of her pedestal, unable to recognize how inconsequential she was being, it was almost impossible to win some discussion by Celine, that girl was very good at defending herself, even when she was wrong.

When I went up to her and scolded her, she threatened me not to challenge her, I was willing to drop the matter and let the room believe that she had apologized to me, but she once again confronted me and left the room , making it clear that we were totally mismatched outside of bed.

I tried to ignore that attitude which visibly hit me hard, and I went on with my class like I didn't care, I was wondering if I should have gone after her, I was thinking about the possibility of her actually reporting me to the student council , and although we've only known each other for a short time, I knew she would never have the courage to do that, she was crazy, but not to the point of harming me.

After class I looked for her around the university, after all she would have classes with other professors, I couldn't believe she was gone.

I took the cell phone and called her, but she didn't answer, I sent a message asking where she was, but she didn't answer me.

That was Celine, an absurdly sexy girl, hot, with a pink pussy, and with a beauty that would leave any man delirious for a lifetime, but she was bossy, loudmouthed, arrogant, snobbish, all in the same proportion, and I didn't know what what to do to control her strong temper.

"How could I have fallen in love with such a devilish girl?"

Monique: Who is diabolical?

That voice behind me already revealed who it was.

I looked back and the first thing I looked at was her cleavage, which I shouldn't have done.

Monique: What's up Ky? Do you miss picking them up?

I kept wondering whether or not I should answer that question, but I came to the conclusion that all I needed to do was ignore it and get the hell out of there.

When I dodged her and walked away, she stopped me.

Monique: What is it? Started dating and turned into a coward? That's not the Kyle I know.

I stopped walking and she walked over, putting her breasts on my back, and held my shoulders as she spoke close to my ear.

Monique: The Kyle I know loves boobs and would be looking for a more private place to suck them.

I closed my eyes, trying at all costs to control my erection, after all Monique was totally right, I just didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again I would face Celine's disappointed look.

She was right in front of me, seeing all my sexual outbursts, and there I realized that I had just lost my girlfriend.