Jordan and James go to a pottery class for an opportunity to do something creative together. Spending time together brings them together as it always does, resulting in their passion igniting once again.

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Jordan was excited when James told her that he booked a private pottery class for the two of them. She always loved to create things with her hands. Among the hobbies she picked up over time were crocheting, knitting, painting, and many others. None of those stuck with her, but she loved to try new things for a chance that it would end up being the hobby she’d love and keep coming to. 

Their class was led by a woman named Sally. She was at least ten years older than Jordan and James and had a sweet face and an even sweeter voice. The first thing she did was to give Jordan and James aprons to protect their clothes. They wore simple pants and sweaters just in case something like that would happen, just Jordan appreciated additional protection. 

Sally sat them behind the potter’s wheels and gave each of them a piece of clay to mold. Jordan looked at it with doubt. It looked hard and she doubted that she could change the form of it no matter how hard she tried, but Sally assured her that as soon as she started working with the clay it would change. Jordan didn’t have any other choice but to trust her. 

The clay smelled somewhat nice, like walking outside after the rain, and Jordan dared to think that she might actually enjoy their class. Sally said that they shouldn’t try giving it shape from the start and need to just try and mend the clay. Make it wet and warm it up with their hands. James snorted, looking at Jordan and commenting that he had a lot of experience in doing both of those things. Jordan shook her head but Sally didn’t bat an eye. It seemed that she worked with couples for long enough to know that some jokes weren’t worth answering. 

Jordan wetted her hands and pressed the pedal, bringing the wheel to life. Just as she expected, the clay was hard and unresponsive under her palms and she didn’t even try to hide her struggle. Sally came closer to help her, quickly adjusting the speed and adding more water. When Jordan looked to the side to see how James was doing she saw that he was doing just fine even without the help. His fingers were dipping into the clay as if it were butter, making Jordan somewhat jealous of his success. When James noticed Jordan looking at him he just grinned, repeating once again that he did have experience with it. Jordan just shook her head, returning to her own task. It was better to focus on trying to succeed than being jealous of what James was doing. 

With Sally’s help, Jordan soon was able to work with the clay more confidently. She was getting almost undivided attention from the woman while James was only getting simple tips to improve the things he was already doing well. Once again, Jordan wasn’t happy about her failures and accused James of cheating. She couldn’t believe that it was his first pottery class and he was already doing so well. James brushed those accusations off, claiming that he was just a natural talent and that he could help her later on if she wanted to. 

It took Jordan at least half an hour to be able to give the clay any stable shape. She wanted to make something that she could use every day to commemorate that sweet moment of James and her creating something together. Jordan went for the bowl and was trying to make it as even as possible. Sally said that she would give them some time on their own and went to the other side of the studio to prepare for the next class. 

Jordan tried to focus on her own creation, while James kept commenting for both of them. He was also making a bowl to make a set, but his looked much nicer than Jordan’s. She tried not to look at it, but her eyes kept returning to James’ hands moving and mending the clay. He offered Jordan his help, but she just shook her head, claiming that she could do it on her own. But the sides of her bowl kept falling down, too soft to keep the shape. Jordan sighed. Maybe it was wrong, but she often lost interest in the things she couldn’t do perfectly from the start so she was getting more and more frustrated with something that was supposed to bring her joy. 

As Jordan tried to keep her emotions in check, she felt a movement behind her and a moment later her palms got covered with James’. His breathing was touching her ear as he told her that she just needed to stop getting into her head and everything will work out. He moved her hands - just a little, but enough to make it count - and the bowl started to form again, much more beautiful looking than before. Jordan held her breath. And then James stepped away, leaving her to continue. 

No matter how careful Jordan tried to be, she still messed it up a little, one of the sides of the ball turning out just a little lower than the other. When she asked James to even it out for her he said that it looked perfect, like everything she did. Jordan felt a happy smile appear on her face. Maybe perfection didn’t matter after all. 

When Sally came back she complimented their work and told the couple that during their second class, they’d be glazing their pieces. Jordan and James went to wash their hands but both could still smell the wet clay even after they left the building and went home. 

On their way home, James asked Jordan if she liked their date and she was happy to confirm that she did. No matter how much she struggled they spent an amazing day together and it was the only thing that mattered. 

Jordan couldn’t stop thinking about the way James pressed his hands to hers, about his hot breathing touching her neck. As she was taking her coat off those were the only things on her mind they slowly were starting to make her feel turned on. When she looked at James she noticed the same look in his eyes, none of them moving, as if waiting for the other to make the first step. 

Jordan offered to order lunch and James just slowly nodded, not saying a word. When she asked what he wanted to eat, he didn’t answer again, just looking at her. Jordan smiled, nudging him again, trying to break into his thoughts, but it seemed that James was thinking about something else that entire time. 

He moved to Jordan with speed, grabbed her under the back of her thighs, and pulled her up. She let out a yelp and put her legs around him, trying to keep still. Surprised, Jordan asked James what was happening and what was he doing, but he just kissed her, giving her good enough of an answer. 

Jordan felt it with her whole body at that moment - a strong, burning desire that was spreading through her body like wildfire. She could feel James’ hard cock pressing between her legs even through the fabric of their clothes and she just wanted to feel it closer to her, to touch his skin without any barriers. James slowly walked them to the bedroom, making sure they wouldn’t hit anything on their way there, especially since he was carrying Jordan. Once they were there, he gently lowered her on the bed and started to undress her.

Jordan laughed as he pulled off her sweater and jeans, demanding that Janes would also get undressed. He only smiled, pulling off his sweater and nothing else. He explained that he had big plans for Jordan and didn’t want to make her think that she was going to be in charge. She was more than okay with it, especially once her bra came off and James started to kiss her breasts with hunger she hadn’t seen in a long time. Between the moans she let out a laugh, saying that if she knew that clay would make him that horny they would’ve gone to that class a long time ago. Instead of an answer, James sucked on her nipple, making Jordan let out a loud moan and buck her hips in search of friction.

James’ mouth went lower and lower, dropping kisses all over her open skin. Jordan was moaning under him, trying to show him exactly how much she liked all of his touches. She was arching her back as he went lower, over her stomach. He skipped the most sensitive part of her and went for her inner thighs, sucking on the soft skin there and making Jordan arch her back again. She begged to be touched, for her clit to be rubbed or sucked, but his mouth only went closer, never over her. Only when Jordan tried to get up did he pull off her panties to reveal a hot wet slit that needed his attention. 

Jordan shuddered, her hips jerking up as soon as she felt James’ tongue against her clit. He knew just how to tease her to turn pleasure into a slow torture and he was doing it once again. Jordan whimpered, feeling the tip of his tongue touching her lightly but still making her cry out as she wanted more. She knew just what to say to make him give her what she wanted, but she didn’t want to beg, not yet. 

James was talking to her between the licks. He loved telling her all about her sweet taste, about the perfect smoothness of her pussy, about how much he loved driving her crazy. His words had an even stronger effect than his actions, making Jordan curl her toes and feel desire slowly building up in her lower stomach. 

She asked again, begged James to give her his cock and he finally agreed to stop teasing her. Jordan wasn’t sure if it was because she asked or because he wanted to feel her too. In any case, she got what she wanted. 

James quickly got rid of his clothes and was about to get on top of Jordan, when she moved away and petted the sheets, inviting him to lie down. James wasn’t the best at giving up control but on that day he seemed to be in the mood. As soon as he lay down Jordan straddled his hips, leading his cock inside her and taking him in with a push of her hips. 

She put her hands on his chest as she started to ride him. James looked at her with his eyes wide open as she was taking his cock in a fast rough rhythm that was making her feel so good. Jordan heard their bodies connecting with wet sounds, her body pulsing with the plasure she was unable to contain. It only took her a few more moments to find her release and lay on James’ chest. 

He pulled her closer, moving his hips to reach his own climax. Jordan didn’t mind feeling him move inside her, it still felt good even after she already had her orgasm. She closed her eyes, staying close to James and just enjoying their connection, not only physical one. 

Once she felt his cum inside her, Jordan let out another whimper, hugging James and lightly kissing him. Smiling, she said that he still smelled like clay. He said the same about her. 

Both of them were looking forward to their second pottery class and what would follow after it. .