Anne

Milk and Domination

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Anne bursts into the classroom, interrupting Edo and Giulia during an intimate moment. Her dominant presence and provocative body ignite Edo's desire, leading to an intense and wild sex session, where Anne submits to her domination.

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Giulia was still breathing heavily, her swollen lips tightening around Edo's cock, which throbbed faintly between her cheeks, when a sharp noise caught everyone's attention. The classroom door swung open with a thud against the wall, as if someone had pushed it with their shoulder instead of their hand. The hinges of the old wood creaked, and for a moment the very air seemed to hold its breath.

Then she came in.

Anne wasn't walking— she was shimmying , her big, firm ass swaying with every step as if designed to hypnotize. Her broad hips moved with calculated slowness, her thick thighs brushing against each other beneath her tight skirt, too short to hide anything. The black fabric barely rose with each step, revealing glimpses of milky skin and the dark shadow of a thong wedged between her buttocks. Atop that sinful body, two enormous, heavy breasts seemed ready to burst from the neckline of her white T-shirt, too tight to contain them. Her nipples, hard as rocks, pressed against the thin cotton, visible even from afar. Her brown-blonde hair fell in soft waves to her shoulders, framing a face dusted with freckles that gave her the air of an innocent girl—if it weren't for her gaze. Yes, he was anything but innocent: a mixture of defiance and hunger, his pupils dilated, his full lips already slightly parted, as if he were savoring something forbidden.

Edo felt his cock instantly harden between Giulia's lips, and she let out a muffled moan as his flesh filled her mouth and throat. He didn't move, he didn't pull away—he knew any reaction would mean the end of his shift. Anne stopped a few steps away from them, her hands on her hips, her fingers digging into the soft flesh as if to emphasize every curve. The sweet, heavy scent of her sweat mingled with that of the room, a warm aroma of vanilla and something more animalistic, humid.

"Sorry I'm late, Master ," Anne said, her voice low and hoarse, as if she'd already shouted too much that day. The words tumbled from her lips with studied slowness, each syllable heavy with innuendo. "But I was told private lessons were offered here."

Matilde burst into a dry laugh, pushing herself away from the wall. "Oh, that one really knows how to make an entrance." Her eyes slid to Edo, who had now pulled his cock from Giulia's mouth, leaving her panting on the floor, her lips glistening with saliva. The glans were purple, the veins swollen, the tip already moist with precum.

Anne didn't look away. Instead, she licked her lower lip, slowly, as if savoring a delicious dish. "So, is it true what they say? That you learn here... on the job ?"

Edo didn't respond with words. He stepped forward, his fingers curling into fists before reaching for her. Anne didn't retreat. When his hand grabbed her breast, squeezing tightly, she let out a trembling sigh, her eyelids half-drooping. The flesh was warm, heavy, the skin silky beneath his sweaty fingers. Her nipple, already hard, hardened even more when he pinched it between thumb and forefinger, twisting it slightly.

"Holy shit," Edo growled, more to himself than to her. It was like holding a ripe fruit, ready to burst. Without warning, he lowered his head and sank his teeth into the soft flesh, just above her areola. Anne moaned, a guttural sound escaping from her chest, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Yes, like that… fuck, yes."

The bite was brutal, the pressure of his teeth already leaving red marks on her pale skin. Edo didn't stop there. With his other hand, he ripped off her shirt, the buttons flying off like bullets, revealing a black lace bra that barely held that mass of flesh. He didn't even bother unclasping it: he yanked it down, freeing her breasts, which bounced heavy, the dark, swollen nipples pointing at him like arrows.

"God, they're full ," he murmured, his voice hoarse. It wasn't a question. His hands closed over both breasts, squeezing them, feeling the weight, the almost liquid consistency beneath the taut skin. Anne was panting, her back arched, her hands gripping his hair to pull him closer. "Show me how good that mouth you can use, Master ."

Edo needed no further invitation. He leaned down, capturing a nipple between his lips, sucking hard. The taste was sweet, almost milky, and when his tongue pressed against the tip, a warm trickle ran into his mouth. Milk . The taste hit him like an electric shock, thick and creamy, filling his tongue before he swallowed it with a moan. Anne moaned in turn, her thighs pressing together, her panties now soaking wet.

"Fuck, yes, suck me… suck me all over," she panted, her fingers scratching his scalp. Edo obeyed, moving from one breast to the other, biting, licking, sucking until more streams of milk came out of her, dripping onto his lips, his chin, staining his skin. The taste drove him wild, primal, as if he were drinking straight from the source. His hands slid down her sides, until they cupped her ass, his fingers slipping under her skirt, finding her hot, bare skin.

"You're a milky whore , aren't you?" he growled, barely breaking away to speak. "All to suck."

Anne laughed, a cracked sound, as he bit her neck, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh. "And you're a hungry pig . So? Are you going to fuck me or just be my teat?"

Edo didn't respond. He pushed her back forcefully, slamming her into the nearest desk. Books and notebooks flew down with a clatter as he lifted her skirt, ripping her panties off with a single tug. The scent of her sex hit his nostrils, intense, musky, already soaking wet. He wasted no time. He pulled down his boxers just enough to free his cock, hard as steel, and with a sharp thrust, he entered her fully.

Anne screamed, her back arching, her nails scraping the wood of the counter. “Fuck—! Yes !”

There was no gentleness in that movement. Edo took her with sharp, deep thrusts, her ass bouncing against the edge of the counter with each thrust. Her tits swayed heavily, the milk spurting out with each thrust, dripping onto the floor, onto their sweaty skin. Anne panted, the words coming out in sobs: " God , yes, like that, break me ..."

Edo felt his cock tightening in her hot pussy, her walls contracting around him, as if they wanted to suck him in. But it wasn't enough. It would never be enough. With a growl, he pulled her up, spinning her around, and pushed her down onto her knees. "Open up."

Anne obeyed instantly, her mouth wide open, her tongue out, ready. Edo grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and pushed his cock between her lips, sinking until her throat hitched. She coughed, her eyes watering, but her hands wrapped around his thighs, pulling him deeper. " Good bitch ," he panted, starting to move, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth, wet with her saliva and the milk still dripping from her breasts.

But even that, after a few moments, wasn't enough.

He pulled away from her with a jerk, his cock slick and throbbing. Without a word, he lay down on the floor, his back against the cold linoleum, his chest heaving. Anne looked at him for a second, her eyes shining with lust, then straddled him, her thighs gripping his hips. With one hand, she guided his cock inside her, and began to move.

It wasn't just a swing. It was a bounce . Anne would lift herself almost all the way up, until only the tip remained inside him, then she'd drop back down hard, her ass slamming against his balls with a wet thump . Her tits bounced, milk squirted out, and every time she lowered herself, a moan escaped her lips. " Fuck — fuck — fuck— !" she screamed, her nails scraping his chest, her hips moving in ever-tightening, ever-faster circles.

Edo watched her, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He felt his cock tighten in that moist heat, the pressure increasing with each thrust. But he didn't want to come. Not yet. With a sharp movement, he turned her around, her back against his chest, her legs spread, her ass exposed. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing them, causing more milk to flow into his hands, while with the other he pinched one of her nipples, twisting it.

"Do you like it, slut?" he growled in my ear, his voice hoarse. "Do you like it when I use you like a cow in heat?"

Anne nodded frantically, her hair sticking to her sweaty face. " Yes — yes — use me— !"

Edo had no intention of stopping. With a sharp thrust, he pushed her forward, sending her to all fours. Then, without warning, he slapped her ass with his cock, his glans slapping against her flesh, leaving a wet trail. Anne cried out, her body twitching, but he held her still, one hand on her ass, the other gripping her hair, pulling her head back.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” he growled.

And the cock, still hard, still hungry, ready for another round.