And then some!

As Mr. Deckard unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants, Tanya’s mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, all of them conflicting. However, the two most rampant ones consisted of how much she needed his cum inside her tight little twat, and how completely **** to pregnancy she was. A war raged inside her mind for what to do when finally the last semblance of her reason won out.

“Please Mr. Deckard,” she begged, as his cock appeared from beneath his brief’s that he just pulled down; “please put on a condom.”

He actually scoffed, “Humph, a fine looking pussy like this? It’d be a crime to use a rubber.” Leaning down, he said, “Slut, never use condoms.” And with that he slammed his cock into her quivering snatch.

Tanya felt like she’d just got the wind knocked out of her, as the repulsive old man atop of her rammed his hard cock into her over and over. She felt dirty, filthy, slutty and was mortified with herself as she ground her pussy down against his crotch to fit more of his shaft inside her. This was not how her first time was supposed to be, it was supposed to be kind, gentle, tender, with someone she loved and cared about. Someone like Mark.

“Oh God, Mark!” she thought to herself and nearly cried, what would he think if he saw her now. “He’d think I’m a slut is what he’d think” she thought to herself. “If Mark were my first time he’d be sweet and slow and understanding and wouldn’t rush me; he’d be everything but this.” This was brutal, raw, and angry. Tanya’s teacher’s thrusts were powerful, erratic, and punishing. This kind of animalistic pounding couldn’t even be called sex. He was simply fucking her pure and simple.

And the worst thing about it was that she liked it.

Without realizing it, Tanya had wrapped her boot clad legs around Mr. Deckard’s waist and was moving them in time with his jagged plunges, urging him deeper. Her hands went to the edges of her shirt loosely tied together just under her breast and pulled the offensive garment free of her luscious breasts.

Mr. Deckard’s gaze went wild with lust at her actions and pounded harder into her welcoming snatch as his hands reached to cup and kneed her gorgeous melons. “My god,” he exclaimed between grunts, “You have the most amazing tits.”

Tanya could only moan in appreciation as her loathsome teacher continued his unrelenting **** on her besieged cunt. Piston after piston and ram after ram Mr. Deckard slammed into his student with wild abandon and soon found himself approaching the point of no return.

“Oh fuck yes!” He exclaimed, “Beg for it slut, beg for my cum!”

Against herself, she screamed, “Oh my FUCKING God YES! Please do it! Cum! CUM INSIDE ME YOU FILTHY BASTARD!”

With that, Tanya felt him hammer into her quivering pussy one last time and then his entire body froze and began to jerk. And once the first blast of his sperm hit her womb, she came. The monumental orgasm that had been building from the morning flooded over her with unabashed glory. Every nerve in her body screamed with white hot pleasure as her body stretched out in pure ecstasy. As the prick inside her blasted her canal with every ounce of stored up cream so too did her slit explode like a geyser.

Her orgasm seemed to last forever and as Mr. Deckard pulled his cock out of her well fucked hole, Tanya sighed in contentment, the itch in her pussy was gone.

It took her a while to regain her senses and when she did, she could feel the cum oozing out of her snatch. She took a minute to look around before asking, “Is there anything here I can clean myself up with?” she didn’t want to risk running into someone in the halls in her current state.

Mr. Deckard’s smile was absolutely vile, “Don’t.” He said, “I like the way you look with cum running down your legs.

“You bastard!” She said tying her shirt together under her breasts again. “I ought to…” she was cut off by the sound of the bell. Lunch had started and before she could do anything else, Tanya got to her feet and began walking towards the door.

Phil and the rest of the boys would be waiting.