Hard and Fast

If I thought I was going to have a relaxed session of love making I would have been completely wrong. He placed one hand on my hip whilst the other fed the tip of his dick into me, before he rammed all ten inches into my inviting pussy. I squealed as the length and width of his penis filled me like I'd never been before. He partially withdrew his cock before slamming it back inside me. Again and again, each time driving his magnificent penis into me harder than before, causing me to moan in delight with each thrust.

"Now Miss Stephenson, I want you to know I'm fucking you like this because you deserve it. You deserve it for coming to school and using your body to tease and tantalise your students, thinking you were so much better than us" Jake lectured me as he continued to mercilessly thrust his cock into my pussy "now look at what a mess you've become. All it took was one big dick and look what it's done to you"

I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Jake was right, I was a mess - my breasts bounced uncontrollably as he pounded away, my normally perfect hair bedraggled, my face glowed bright red under the coating of cum that still resided on it. Behind me Jake stood, focussing intently on the task at hand, barely breaking a sweat as he relentlessly fucked me. It wasn't just the size of his cock but how he hammered it into me that was driving my body crazy.

"Is that your boyfriend?" he asked referring to a picture of me and Tony that sat on my bedside table "He looks like a proper small dicked loser who wouldn't have a clue how to fuck a woman properly"

He was right, of course he was right. Tony was a small dicked loser who'd never taken me like this, never driven my cunt wild like this. None of my ex-boyfriends had fucked me like this. Why hadn't I made it my life's goal to shack up with a stud with a ten inch dick who'd come home each night and pummel my pussy into oblivion? Why had I wasted so much of my life having mediocre unfulfilling sex?

I collapsed onto my elbows as my body struggled to endure the non-stop ****. My head fell forward, only to have Jake grab my hair and pull it back up. "You're going to watch every moment of this" he bellowed at me.

Still he continued, never giving me a chance to catch my breath and if anything going harder than before. I bit my lip as my body as approached it's inevitable conclusion - I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making me orgasm so readily but I knew there was no way to fight it. My head rocked forward again but this time Jake let it go as my screams filled my bedroom and my body shook violently as I climaxed, collapsing completely onto my bed. A grin broke out on Jake's face as he watched his once proud teacher lose control on the end of his dick. But me reaching my orgasm did nothing to slow his desire as he adjusted to

"Please stop" I whimpered "I can't take any more"

"You're my fucktoy, we're not done until I'm done" he berated me, somehow finding the strength to increase his pace.

Tears formed in my eyes as Jake continued to batter my crumpled body. "Please..." I begged but the more I protested the more he smirked at me, clearly getting off on leaving his teacher a broken mess. Suddenly he grabbed hold of my hips, pulled me tight to his groin and filled my pussy with load after load of hot cum. He stood for a minute, savouring the sensation of having his dick buried inside me, before slowly withdrawing.

"That was fun Miss Stephenson. I reckon I'll be getting plenty of use out of your cunt" he said as he put his clothes back on "I'll be in touch when I want it again"

I lay naked on my bed, my pussy battered and bruised and full of my student's cum. In a parallel universe somewhere an alternative version of me probably used this as the turning point in their life, the point where they settled for what they had and lived out a quiet but happy life. But not this version of me, I'd had a taste of something much more exciting than I'd ever enjoyed before and I knew that I wanted more. Much, much more.